THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 124

It has been a week since Kumari Kandam was hit by a strange drought, even a week ago the shadow of a war of destruction that was too terrible followed. Even so everything is still the same, except for one, Dhoosar*. The appearance of Dhoosar after the war of destruction is very much different. Now almost every day people come to light incense, lay offerings, sow flowers, and sing praises.

Dhoosar* is a river that has been used for hundreds of years as a special burial place for people who contribute to the Kumari Kingdom of Kandam.

Despite knowing there were no more bodies in the Dhoosar base, they insisted on sending prayers to others who were already considered to be like their own families. Not only does it send prayers on Shukravaar* nights or in Aasha's birthday celebrations* only but every day, every time. And not only the people of Kumari Kandam are waiting in line to send prayers there but also people from seven continents.

Shukravaar* is a Friday.

Aasha* biggest temple in Kumari Kandam.

Everyone went back to their activities as before, like nothing had ever happened. The king of the seven continents and his people are also preparing to return to their respective continents to join the struggle in the face of a long drought. The Kumari Kingdom of Kandam was busy looking for replacements for the fallen servants, as well as repairing houses and all facilities that were badly damaged after the perdition war.

And do not miss Haala, who is trying to stay sane despite assuming responsibility as Queen and Commander of the War. The departure of his right hand, Aswin Nadeem, made Haala forced to eat lunch while training the Kumari Kandam combat troops. The only combat troops returning from the war of destruction with the most intact numbers and physical injuries.

"Long live, and blessed always, the month of Kumari Kandam."

"Sit down, Ejlaal."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ejlaal bowed before dropping down on one of the chairs.

"Congratulations on the third stage."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. But the journey of the servant is still very far," replied Ejlaal.

"At least you've beaten them." Haala pointed at the stack of paper as tall as an adult waist in the corner of the room.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. You are indeed talented in terms of stirring up spirit."

Haala smiled. "There's something I want to ask you. You probably already know. So, just want to answer it?"

"All right, Your Majesty. That's because Prince Vinder told me to."

"You mean he asked you to apply for the position of Deputy Commander of the Kumari Kandam War?" ask Haala again.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Wasn't he drunk then?"

"But at that moment Prince Vinder said it with great confidence, Your Majesty."

Haala was silent for a moment, while ending her activities reading Ejlaal's application sheet. "Without intending to precede the will of Lord Krpaya*, but you will be killed in the next stage, Ejlaal. I can see it from your health exam."

Krpaya* is the God whom the Kumari Kandam people worship.

Ejlaal was silent.

"So what Vinder meant but you're really not worth replacing Aswin. I think you're better suited to work with His Majesty the King" Haala added.

"We the Jyostishee* cannot see our future except through dreams. The problem is that we rarely dream. But last night I had a dream, Your Majesty."

Jyostishee*a future fortune teller who comes from Narak region.

Haala was silent again.

"Hamba saw himself at the edge of the cliff, dressed in the clothes of Deputy Commander of the War Kumari Kandam, and holding the hand of a woman" Ejlaal added.

"There's no reason for me to refuse to believe what you see in the future, Ejlaal. Because it's been proven. But at this point you really don't meet the criteria to replace Aswin."

"The servant can understand that, Your Majesty. Please forgive me for causing you trouble."

Haala did not answer, busy thinking hard. "Maybe there's still a little hope if you're willing to follow in Aswin's footsteps."

Spontaneous Ejlaal raised his head, and nodded enthusiastically.

"Aswin began his struggle from the lowest soldier position. Doesn't it matter?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. For servants as low as any position of a soldier, their duty remains to protect the lives of others. I will do it, Your Majesty. It was a servant's dream."

"All right, I'll take care of it soon."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Haala simply nodded while smiling in response to Ejlaal.

"Then I beg you to resign, Your Majesty."

Haala nodded again, smiling again.

"Your Majesty?"

Spontaneous Haala looked up at Ejlaal who had not yet come out of her study. "Didn't you and His Majesty the King have to make time for a honeymoon?"

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Bheim and the seven kings are waiting for their turn to exchange eyes with a mysterious man who suddenly joined the war of destruction a week ago. How not? The mysterious man is one of the most powerful reinforcements Vinder has brought out of nowhere. With just a single swing of his axe, the man was able to split open the ravine and bury nearly half the undead army.

The man did not look like a person from the eight continents. Her clothes were very strange, especially those black tights. The kings until the compact in mind whether the man's property is smaller than that of King Arshaq? His haircut is no less strange. Looks like the man's hair just grew after being shaved for committing the crime of rebellion. And no less strange is the language used by the man. For whatever reason it's more complicated than Videsh*.

Videsh* is the Kumari Kandam language spoken by early ancestors. It is no longer used in the present because it is too complicated.

"King Braheim, don't we need the famous Murat Iskender to master many of these strange languages?"

Braheim shook his head in response to King Padachihn. "He's still on leave. He said it would take a lot of time to get his heart set."

"Then we need Devraaj Narvinder, King Braheim."

Bheim shakes his head at King Lagaam. "She's been wandering around for nowhere since Balavaan* accidentally broke her favorite comb."

Balavaan*one of three supernatural creatures pet Daxraj Natesh who shaped a giant lion.

King Arshaq breathed. "And I promised to make him a new golden comb."

"We don't even know a single letter it says." King Shushk chimed in on King Hathelee.

"The leader of the five protectors will soon come and become our translator so be patient a little more."

King Garjan turned to King Jvaala. "We've been waiting for almost an hour. Does it usually apply the ointment during this time?"

And thirty-six minutes later, the leader of the five protectors appeared along with the servants who brought the teacup and the refilled snack for the eleventh time. Without wasting any more time, the leader of the five protectors instantly took turns translating with language as easily as possible. So, the mysterious man was Rodion Szilard, Chhota* of Minciuna, as well as the Leader of the six protectors.

Chhota* or Faot is a half-human half-elf and half-bull.

"Six protectors?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. The other patron is Gaana. Before becoming heretical, Gaana was the protector of the Lagaam Continent," the Chamakadaar Continent's Protector Leader replied to King Shushk.

Spontaneous Braheim and the seven kings turned to the surprised looking King Lagaam.

"Ask him. Did he join the war voluntarily?"

The leader of the Garjan Continent Protector nodded in response to Braheim. "Yes, Your Majesty."

Bheim returned Rodion's smile. "But I don't think so. He must be asking for something in return."

"Either this could be called asking for a reward or vice versa, but he intended to take us back to Minciuna da–"

"What's? Then who will be the protector of the five continents? Indeed he would be responsible if something happened to the five continents?" sidelines King Padachihn on the Protective Leader of Shushk Continent.

"Calm down." King Garjan led King Padachihn back to his seat.

"Please don't worry, Your Majesty. Balavaan, Chammach*, Bandar* and Bhookamp* will replace us …."

Chammach*one of the three supernatural creatures of Daxraj Natesh's pet is a giant snake.

Bandar*one of the three supernatural creatures of Daxraj Natesh's pet in the shape of a giant ape.

Bhookamp*one of three supernatural creatures pet Daxraj Natesh who shaped a giant elephant.

" … Balavaan will protect Kumari Kandam Continent and Chamakadaar Continent. Chammach will protect the Hathelee Continent and the Garjan Continent. The city will protect the Jvalaa Continent and the Lagaam Continent. And Bhookamp will protect the Shushk Continent and the Padachihn Continent" Padachichn's Protective Leader told the Patron Leader of the Hathelee Continent.

After hearing the explanation of the supernatural creatures in the form of terrible, then Braheim and the seven kings returned to calm. Then after it was confirmed there were no more questions from the kings, Rodion resigned. Rodion said he would come back to Kumari Kandam to pick up his people who are currently in the care of a healer. Rodion moved, followed by everyone, and opened a portal that instantly made the eight kings round their mouths.

"What is Minciuna?"

"It seems so," Braheim replied to King Arshaq. "It turns out that almost all the men there were wearing black tights and were shaven."

"That means that the punishment of rebellion in Minciuna is not only deforested but also required to wear black tights."

"The terrible punishment. But what kind of horse carriage is that? Why can't you transport so many people?" King Lagaam chimed in on King Hathelee.

"Astaghfirullah." Spontaneous King Jvaala turned his back on the portal. "Are the women in Minciuna punished for the rebellion? They are not required to wear black tights but not to wear pants? Is King Minciuna a pervert?"

Braheim turned to the kings other than King Jvaala. "But others seem to enjoy it a lot. So did I. A refreshing continent. In the event of another war in the future, I hope Vinder makes a protector at Minciuna."

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Since Murat took his leave, Braheim's work has multiplied. It had even been a few days that Bheim came home very late. To be honest Bheim could have ended his misery by recruiting a new Counselor, but really, opening up to new people made him much more miserable. And his busyness made Braheim barely have time to enjoy lunch and dinner with Haala.

Same with Haala. Being too tired, Haala often went to bed first after leaving a letter containing sweet words for Braheim. But tonight there's not a single letter on the dresser. The silk bed looked neat as if it had not been touched. That's vivid. Because Haala was still awake, deliberately to wait for Braheim. Haala appears to have emerged from the balcony upon hearing Braheim's careful footsteps.

"Why not sleep?"

"The servant is deliberately waiting for you, Your Majesty." Haala closed the curtain and walked over to Braheim.

Braheim placed three thick books on the table. "Goodoo. To be honest today I've been intending to interrupt your sleep."

Haala only smiled as she accepted the robe that Bheim had just removed.

"Are you deliberately awake to discuss our honeymoon?"

"Aren't we supposed to talk about that?" Haala threw a question.

"You're right. But to be honest I had little desire after knowing we would have a daughter who would fall in love with Ejlaal Awlya. Is there no way to make us have a boy?"

Spontaneous Haala laughed in response to Braheim.

"I didn't give my son to Ejlaal Awlya. Being a female War Commander alone has caused a lot of trouble, and she still wants to add to it by being in love with the son of the main antagonist in the war of perdition? Does that make any sense? For the sake of Lord Krpaya I am not sincere," added Braheim.

Haala responded to Braheim with laughter.

"Hey, I mean it."

"Hamba knows, Your Majesty. I know," said Haala, pouring water on Braheim. "But no one can go against destiny, right? We know all too well about it because we've tried it."

Bheim received a glass of water from Haala and downed her quickly. "I want to say something that I'm used to when I'm annoyed but you'll definitely ask for a divorce if you hear it."

Haala laughed again, getting amused.

"So, where should we go on our honeymoon?"

"Hamba knows one good place, Your Majesty," Haala replied.

"Make sure no one's there."

Haala welcomes Braheim's embrace. "May I know why?"

"You won't be able to get out of bed. It's a revenge I've been planning for a long time."

"Why does that sound more terrible than the tambourine of war." Haala laughed again.