THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 80

The Kumari Kingdom of Kandam was suddenly shocked by the news of the construction of a magnificent palace on the north side. The reasons for what and for whom the palace was built were kept secret, and immediately became the hottest topic in recent weeks, shifting the topic of the annulment of the marriage of Brahim and Princess Chadna of Chamakadaar.

According to the confession of a construction worker who was successfully bribed by the gossipers, the magnificent palace was built for the future successor of Braheim. Never fucked a woman but had a successor? How come? The gossipers finally agreed to pin the label insane to Braheim. And it is fitting that the label is, because the more blatant the day Braheim shows it.

It is not enough to make the construction workers wrestle with an unclear activity, now the tailor and healer were dragged along. The seamstresses were ordered to make clothes for a three-year-old boy. The physician, meanwhile, was instructed to face Braheim daily to explain what three-year-olds usually liked and hated. And today, it's Murat's turn.

"They're incompetent." Bheim returned the scroll to Murat.

"Please forgive the lack of servants, Your Majesty. I'll be looking for a replacement soon."

Bheim. "I want competent teachers for my successor's education. Although not urgent, I want to make a contract with them as soon as possible."

"As per your orders, Your Majesty."

Bheim did not answer, busy being circled by his servant who was wearing Dhoti.

...Dhotis...

Murat cleared his throat, "I'm sorry if this servant's question might sound presumptuous, Your Majesty. But isn't it to have a successor you have to make it first?"

Spontaneous Braheim turned to Braheim. "You mean I don't know how to make a successor, do you?"

"Where may ha-"

"My land is wilder than a wild horse in the mating season" Braheim said.

Murat's face reddened, as well as the faces of the servants who had been busy hiding Bheim's charisma behind the simple Dhoti. There is one of the few things Murat knows about Braheim. If Braheim was upset, he would play chess until dawn. Then if Braheim's annoyance did not find an antidote, he would say things that would not even be heard in brothels.

"Did I use Kumari Kandam's budget to build a new palace? Calling a tailor a healer too? And hire those teachers?"

"Then do what I tell you and do not discuss the heartiness that I am desperately holding, Murat Iskender."

"Okay, Your Majesty." Murat bowed to Braheim.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

"May I know where you're going, Your Majesty?"

"Even if Lord Krpaya* does not have an omniscient nature, I will not tell Him" replied Braheim.

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

"Then how long will you be gone, Your Majesty?"

"Eitherway. I'll be back as soon as my business is done."

"If the place you are visiting is indeed that dangerous, wouldn't it be better if Aswin were to participate, Your Majesty?"

"No. A thousand soldiers is enough."

Murat ended his efforts to treat his inexhaustible curiosity, and followed the decorated Bheim. Today Bheim will go somewhere to fulfill his promise with someone who knows who. After a long ritual of salvation, Braheim and his entourage rushed over, arriving after four days of restless travel.

It turned out that the place Bheim was going to was Rona*. A thousand Braheim soldiers spontaneously raised their swords, surprised to find another coming. Moreover, not only one person but thousands of people, and moreover not an ordinary person but a fully armored warrior. Braheim got out of the chariot, and ordered his soldiers to lower the sword.

Rona* is the place where kings and queens will be tried if proven to commit sins related to the people. Rona is located in the middle of eight continents including Kumari Kandam. And the one who will be the judge in Rona is every leader of those eight continents.

"I thought it was just bird news, but it seems that Kumari Kandam is indeed being messed up to the point that I who came from the most distant place could arrive first."