YUWARAJA
Lari

Is the Prince going to be okay?" Siska asked worriedly. He didn't actually betray Candra in the slightest, but if Candra was injured or killed, it could make the cooperation between States collapse.

Actually if Candra was killed and her engagement was off, Siska would be very happy. It's just that Harsana's prosperity and everyone's happiness are more important than his selfish desires, such is the principle of Man as it seems.

"Just calm down, your future husband won't get hurt. Better, let's continue with the breakfast first" Dierja said calmly.

Everyone was shocked by Dierja's claim. Did he not know that the prisoners in the dungeon were very strong? But after seeing his confidence, they could only follow Dierja's words reluctantly.

***

In the forest that is the border of the Kingdom of Harsana, there are some people who are preparing the Boat. Boats booty from the fishermen are able to accommodate at least six people. They intend to use the boat to cross the vast Lake around the Kingdom that makes this place as if separated from the outside World.

"Hurry now! The soldiers are coming here soon" There was a cry from a man that was shown to some people who were preparing the Boat.

Some people were too busy preparing the boat to be able to respond to the man's words. The stolen boat, which is mostly not suitable for use, is full of incisions and there are small holes on each side, so now they are busy repairing the damaged parts of the Boat.

Whether because they want to quickly leave this Kingdom or are afraid of being caught again for sure, their speed in repairing the boat is worthy of appreciation. Not until ten minutes all the damaged parts of the boat were repaired, although not suitable to be called works of art, but still able to take them away from here.

"Good, let's get going soon." The man shouted again, but this time with great enthusiasm.

They were all cheering happily and immediately boarded the boat, but before they could sail, a white mist suddenly appeared with a cold chill that pierced into the flesh.

In that instant, they all stopped talking and turned around to look for where this cold source came from. The boat and the surrounding area started to freeze at an indisputable speed. They simultaneously took up arms, preparing against the enemy that came out of nowhere.

"Great!" say someone to them when they realize there is danger.

Unconsciously his body had started to freeze, starting from the feet to the ends of the hair that made it as a living statue, followed by all his comrades who now only left the bald man with a frightened face.

"Who's there?" shouted the bald man while crossing the sword before him.

From the white fog seen footsteps approaching, which gradually closer then semaki also shrinking the temperature around the place. The hand that had been holding the sword began to freeze which now only left his head safe. He was starting to be able to see who this attack was and how shocked he was because this person who attacked him was still so young, but the killing intent he released was so concentrated.

How could? It's not like he's fighting that scary guy.

The one he saw was a man with white hair with a high bloodlust, that man was Candra.

Despite being confronted by two mysterious people who use wind magic, Candra manages to catch up with the Prisoners just before they manage to leave.

"Why did you get here? Aren't you fighting him?"

He was still puzzled as to why Candra could make it to this place so quickly, even after fighting him who was so terrifying. There were two things that the man could conclude after seeing Candra who was in front of him now.

First, Candra ordered some people to fight her fearsome, while she ran after him all the way here. And the second one is that Candra is stronger than she who fears it, no. He immediately dismissed his thoughts and did not want to admit it. Faced with an unstoppable fear, the man prays for his own salvation.

***

At that moment the man was enveloped in intense fear. On the other side of the forest not too far from where Candra is now, a Woman wearing the Servant's clothes is fighting a large man.

The woman looked very alert to this man who was in front of her. The tall man without the slightest hair was now standing gallantly against him. On the contrary, unexpectedly the man also had trouble facing his opponent, even though she was a Woman in her 40s, but her abilities were not inferior to his own. Seeing how his movements were so natural, the man concluded that the woman before him was already very experienced in fighting.

Looking at his abilities, he was able to deduce that this person was not a prisoner who had escaped from the prison. Even so, then the prison will not be able to lock up people like him.

"Hey, hey. Don't put on such a scary expression, your beauty will wear off later." Even though his words seemed joking, but his death experience and aura still felt so strong.

"Look, how about we make peace and you just marry me. You must be tired of serving the King of Dictators, right?" Either this guy is serious or joking, but Anna will not let her guard down in the least.

"Where do I want to!" anna's reply was full of anger.

Anna suddenly flashed out of sight and appeared beside the man. Anna tried to slash him with a black dagger. The dagger, which is 40 cm long, looks blunt, but in fact it is so sharp that it can slice bones. Shortly before Anna's attack hit him, the big man had already crossed the mace to resist Anna's attack. Then he aimed his left fist firmly to the point of being able to blow away some of the surrounding trees. Fortunately, Anna managed to avoid the fist of the man with his trademark movements, very fast movements similar to an Asassin.

"Your movement is very fast, like a killer," said the big man, after seeing the agility that Anna had.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have much time. See you later, Big Brother!"

The man raised the mace he was carrying. Slowly, but surely a vortex of wind began to form with the mace as the center. The trees began to be pulled towards the vortex and slashed into tiny particles as they touched the whirlwind.

Anna felt a pull on her body, she started to shift from where she had previously stood. Anna threw various knives that came out of nowhere hoping it could pierce through the male whirlwind. Unfortunately, all Anna's hopes were dashed, all the knives she threw back into tiny particles just like the tree had.

To the extent that it could make a high quality weapon into dust. Really, a terrifying power.

There was no other choice, Anna would do her flagship technique. He believed that using the technique, he could kill the big man before him, but before Anna could do the technique, the whirlwind created by the big man had suddenly disappeared, as if nothing ever happened.

"Who is that?" shouted Anna.

When looking around, Anna found someone dressed in black with a black mask was standing with a dagger covered in red blood and looked fresh.

Anna tried to approach him, but the person instantly disappeared without leaving a trace. Neither the sound nor the smell can be traced, even by Anna who is in fact very good at this.

Anna started walking and stopped right where the person was standing. He picked up something left behind by the mysterious person, "It's great, at the same time terrible."

That was how Anna felt, what she now held was a hand. Yes, a fairly large hand with burly muscles adorns it.

***

At the lake entrance to the Kingdom of Harsana. The atmosphere there is so quiet with some of the area already covered with Ice, there are some human statues that become an odd thing there.

A bald man was still standing stiffly with both of his hands already frozen. He felt so scared just like he was in Prison back then, no, maybe this person before him was even scarier than him.

Candra continued to step towards the man, every step that Candra took sounded like a bell counting down the coming of death.

Candra raised her right hand, soon a white mist numberer appeared that froze the mouth of the bald man. The man let out a dinging sweat with red eyes that let out tears. He wanted to scream, but was blocked by the cold Ice that froze his mouth.

The man continued to shake his head left and right hoping Candra would have mercy, but it was a pity, Candra was not that good to be able to forgive an enemy. Candra clutched the man's hand until it made both hands crack and then disintegrate, then melt absorbed into the ground.

In the silence, the man shouted with all his might that only he could hear himself. The pain and fear that was not conveyed to the outside world became a secret for him in the face of despair. Candra just stared at the man so coldly. Without feeling the slightest guilt and pity, without feeling the slightest anger and sadness.

He always lived this way. Never let go of an enemy and kill them. That was what he always heard from everyone who trained him. Had it not been for the orders from Dierja, Candra would have killed all the prisoners. Although it sounds cruel, Candra does not feel like she hates herself like this, but at the same time, she hates her who can accept and feel unperturbed about her current self.