TIKZ [Moving To The Golden Age]
039 - HOUSE OF SLAVERY

"Something I forgot?" idaline murmurs stuck to the tree trunk.

"Hoaam. Have we arrived?" Dina stretched her body, as the cool breeze unconsciously fell asleep, her body completely followed wherever Idaline went.

"Yes. We are now in Pragota" Idaline wriggled down a tree and turned her body into human form when she landed on the ground.

"Will it not be a problem if you wear clothes typical of other regions? The ancient people were not very anti-other tribes?" worried Dina on Idaline who kept walking towards the crowd.

"Just calm. Pragota's a port so there must be a lot of different people coming,"

"I was too focused on learning ancient magic and forgot to study history" Dina complained to herself. His eyes swept across the entire side of the area, all sorts of people came and went, no one was concerned about the difference in clothes and language of the people. "Oh yeah how is your story here? All this time I kept telling stories," he said curiously.

"Nothing special. I was exhausted from work, nosebleed, fainted, then woke up here. Five years have passed,"

"That means you're possessing people's bodies?" guess Dina.

"Yes. How do you know?"

"In the book that I studied, explained the conditions for entering another dimension. You do not meet these criteria. I concluded you were in a coma so your soul flew over here,"

"Will it end when I wake up?"

"That's just my estimate. There's also some explanation that if you want to get into this dimension, you can get kidnapped, like my grandfather,"

"Loh means your grandfather possessed people?" Idaline recalls that her grandfather Dina's body was found after five weeks of searching. Everyone was surprised because Gedhe's body was still intact and alive when found in the wilderness.

"It looks like it,"

"Then the result of one percent is not necessarily," Idaline felt everything was so futile.

Dina smiled awkwardly looking at the lethargic face of Idaline. He had expected this but Dina would not be tired of looking for her grandfather. His grandfather's body is still stored neatly in the residence of the grandfather because many of his family who witnessed the abduction of Mbah Gedhe and believe he will return even though there are also some who gave up because when it was found it was not conscious again.

"How's your life here?" ask Dina curiously.

"Idaline's a gardener's son in Janpada–" Idaline stopped her foot in front of the stationery store. "I can forget something important,"

"Thank you non" said the shopkeeper waving to Idaline and her employees who delivered the Idaline groceries to the inn. "It is rare for Maja Kingdom people to come here," he murmured counting pieces of gold bearing the image of the maja fruit.

Idaline wrote a letter to Djahan so as not to worry and a letter to Hayan asking for extended leave time reasoned to want to adventure. He gave the beautiful bracelet he saw from the Eastern merchants on each of the scrolls.

Dina and Idaline accompanied by Ruru who flew near them, ventured and stayed in every village in Pragota. Every corner of the road they came to began the search for Mbah Gedhe.

"I didn't know it was so hard to find grandfather," though transparent, Dina felt exhausted from Idaline walking so quickly. He laid his body on the bed. "There hasn't been a single trace in a month,"

"I don't think your grandfather entered someone else's body but it was sealed. Because it must be a bother to be human," kera Idaline sucked the juice in her hands. He smiled and felt the pleasure pass through his throat. "Good to get ice that has not been used," Idaline shook her glass until the sound of a collision between the ice.

"The thing is, Grandpa said that if kidnapped, people will be made into slaves. Must have been put into the body of people to hire him. It might just be a collection,"

"Hm.. All right, then it's decided," Idaline got up and changed.

"You sure?' worried Dina saw the Idaline outfit. He grew more anxious to see Idaline just smile back at him and then walk to the place as expected.

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"You go back to the palace. Strengthen the guard there. Quick," said a man whose arrival did not disappear even though he did not wear a big shirt. His eyes stared at the other soldier freely. His jaw hardened squeezing the letter in his hand.

"But you and–"

"Don't make me repeat my words" he cut.

"Okay, Your Honor,"

"Prayogi, take my clothes and ring on the horse,"

"Okay, father,"

"Welcome sir" said the innkeeper. Prayogi nodded representing his silent father with a face full of anger.

Prayogi entered the room with his father helping him change his own clothes and clothes. Rings with large agate stones they attach on the middle finger.

"Who's staying in the hallway under my room?"

"If today there is a new husband and wife coming in. The rest stayed from a few days ago. This month the weather is great for sailing" explained someone who ate an apple behind the counter.

"I want the list" he asked the friend.

"Ayahanda, is there anyone suspicious?" ask Prayogi.

"Besides the special guests out there. There may be other guests who have already come first," he guessed staring at the top floor of the inn building.

"Ananda will have people watching over there,"

Then they rushed back to the place where they had welcomed the special guests who had arrived.

"Is it appropriate to behave like this, Mr Mahapatih?"

"I've already sent a warrant to find someone here, Your Excellency Pracara,"

"Letter?" upset Pracara, he just got it while undercover. That means Djahan sent a letter when he arrived in Pragota.

I'm Djahan Mada for permission to enter your territory because of something urgent.

"That's permission or just a notice?" the regret grew considering a piece of paper that was not even sealed. Pracara then looked straight at Djahan. "I cannot tolerate three hundred and seventy-five knights roaming my territory."

"You question the quality of the knights of the Maja Kingdom?" accuse Djahan.

"I know you all hold great pride and the promise of chivalry. I can't just be quiet, though,"

"I say, Raden Ajeng disappeared while training with the soldiers and knights. Do you want to inspect your territory?"

Pracara swerved, a second later he frowned. Pragota is a region blessed by the High Hermit because it eliminates the system of slavery, so nature always takes sides when the Pragota ships sail to pick up foreigners in their countries.

"His Highness Raden Ajeng must be doing the duty of the Great Sage," said Parcara returned seriously his facial water. All the blessed territories knew the identity of the second disciple of the Great Sage.

"It would be difficult if he found the place. I came to bring him back," Djahan asked for cooperation. He was not too concerned about slavery because it was the best way to control many people by a few people even though Djahan himself did not do it.

"Your information is very fast. I even just got a report a month ago," Prachara said.

"What you do is the people around you. Of course they shut down the access that will get to you. And your job can't focus on one problem. But the Great Sage is very fair to everyone. You who do not know can make the lives of thousands of people soar,"

"My mistake. Then please help,"

"Have you found the place?"

"As you said, my access is very limited. But I felt pure power in the inn," Pracara clenched her hand. He had been in power for ten years, but everyone really underestimated him. "Sir, we want an infinite ocean,"

"Yahujana?!" pekik Prayogi's. The meaning of his father's speech is to want to submit under the Kingdom of Maja. Prayogi understands Parcara's difficult position all along but surrendering himself to a stranger is inappropriate.

"Think calmly, don't get carried away by emotions. We have been friends as a blessed land," Djahan considered Pragota too far despite having beneficial resources for the Maja Kingdom.

But if Pragota surrendered, other kingdoms would also organize his thoughts. And that adds to his work.

"Accordingly father. Now we must focus on leveling the house of slavery" Prayogi warned.

"I'm really serious" said Pracara.

"I wait for the official document," Djahan walked towards Bayu who was with him.

"Hamba has found traces of the same curse to the south" Bayu said.

"Gather everything. Go there," Djahan riding the saddle of a horse

"Yahanda. How can we submit without a fight?!" anger Prayogi.

"The "blessed land is everyone's wish. Is being blessed really a blessing? In fact, the blessing will become reinforcements if it does not fulfill the desire of blessing," Prayogi said, recalling the contents of the book.

Pracara nodded at the words her son had said. "Raden Ajeng Paramudita was a disciple of the Great Sage. The distance from Maja Kingdom to Pragota Kingdom is a few days but if to fulfill the duty of the Grand Hermit, the journey will be short. In the inn I felt the same pure and holy power as the one inside here," Pracara rubbed her ring.

"Then it is likely that His Majesty Raden Ajeng already knew the house of slavery and took the blessing from our land. But the ring of blessing.."

"This ring was given to protect me. If his blessing is lost, his power is also lost. Our blessing is the absence of slavery in the kingdom, if only one appears then the blessing will be reinforcements. Moreover, the house of slavery has been running for five years, whether what punishment will be handed down,"

"So my father wanted to join so that there would be no punishment?"

"Yes, we will have the protection of the Maja Kingdom. And the crisis that will befall the people may not happen,"

"What about those who are guilty? You are thinking only of yourself!" tukas Prayogi's.

"The Maja Kingdom is very fair,"

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"What are you guys doing?! Don't laze! Walk quickly! The owner of this place is coming. Be kind, who knows you will be chosen to be his servant" said the burly man, awakening the people in the cell.

"Udel, it seems like in ancient times everyone used slaves. My grandfather could be somewhere else. We better get out" said Dina timidly. He had never seen slavery directly. The situation of people is very sad, many of them live bones not to mention the unpleasant smell because they never took a bath.

"The Great Father is old so rarely check the lands he blessed. I heard about the house of slavery here," irritated Idaline.

The public praise of his cousin's sister was like nonsense to him, Idaline always noticed Fusena was not focused on the local people when they rested.

His cousin's sister was like a preacher, a person who takes care of babies, against him. Be as many evils as have been left out of their sight as the house of slavery where it now rests.

"Udelia?!" call Dina ignored her speech.

"Mbakyu why is mbakyu's face pale?" ask the little boy sitting next to Idaline.

"I'm just cold," Idaline hugged her legs tightly while letting out a hot breath from her mouth. "What age are you?" tanyanya.

"Seven years,"

"This is true. I seem to be overnourished," Idaline saw her broad hands. "What's your name, brother?"

"I'm Ilir,"

"Leir? The fan?" Idaline laughed.

"Whose name is mbakyu?" tanya Ilir was annoyed at the ridicule of Idaline.

"Kari," answered Idaline thinking of ramen sauce.

"Cari? Missed it?" Ilir laughs.

"Your laugh will invite trouble," Idaline moved her eyebrows towards the cell guard.

"I'm always laughing hearing the names of the residents here. The light was wide and thin like my body," Ilir stopped his laughter. "This is because we are fed occasionally. Mbakyu is lucky to enter when the leader will be here, the food is good so we are strong. Usually leftovers mixed with water,"

"Now women are fast on their feet!" the guards shouted at the door of the cell. Weak women woke up slowly, many of them losing their beauty because their bodies were thin and unkempt. The impatient guards then pulled them forcibly to their feet.

"Oh mas Jono seems to be chosen," said Ilir cheerfully watching the men return to the cell.

"The Ilir is always carefree" said the head of the guard.

"Yes dong kan could have been today I went out to continue to be empress~ Like the queen now~"

"Until it can be gently addressed by the person who torments everyone here. Udel you have to be careful with him" Dina warned.

"Yes," Idaline nodded. "You just focus. I'll do something else" said Idaline, thinking of a plan for the release of all the captives.

Dina nodded leaving Idaline and went to look at the slaves and guards.

"Our bond connects me to mbakyu. What if mbakyu comes with me to a separate room?" jamb Ilir. "Where are you from? Seems like not a troubled kid? Did your master sell you here? But I heard from the chief, you were captured by the bodyguards while on a journey with the captives who had suddenly escaped from the carriage, "inner Ilir.

"I've talked to the owner about your intelligence. But you can't bring people in" the Chief of Guard warned.

"Come chief. He was also very smart to judge the situation not to cry roaring after being sold by the person he trusted," said Ilir but the head of the guard ignored him.

Idaline raised her eyebrows. "I've never told you that" he said in his heart. "Urgh," Idaline held her heart that felt hot. "Hufts. Huft," his gaze blurred as it fell to the ground.

"Aw," Ilir fell. "Mbakyu gapapa's.."

"What's wrong? Why stop?" ask the chief who holds the rope. "Where's your friend?"

"Ah that. All asked young master to face,"

The chief narrowed his eyes looking at Ilir. "Don't delay any more,"

"Luckily mbakyu turned in the deserted passageway," Ilir looked at Idaline in his hand grip and then placed it on his shoulder, he covered Idaline's body with his long, unraveled hair. "Oh I forgot to say. Last night the mbakyu turned into a mas conch at night. Good thing all of them slept well because of their satiety and looser guarding because they were binge-beef,"

"What did you say?" ask chairman.

"I was thinking what words could convince the owner's heart" Ilir blinked slowly. "I don't shower first?" tanyanya felt her body gooey.

"Master hurry. You don't have to talk,"

"Good chief,"

"Mr Joyo, this is the child I told you about,"

"Your face is good. Tell me what's in your brain?"

"I'm Ilir–"

"Ehem," the chief guard warned Ilir not to mince words. The guard leader glanced at Ilir to immediately show his intelligence in order to get a place in the house of the owner of the bondage house where they met for the past year and a half.

He loved Ilir very much and hoped that Ilir would get the best place

"Sir, why don't you expose this place?"

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