All eyes immediately fell on Herman, and it made him sweat profusely as if he was being prosecuted for a serious criminal charge.
"A ... er, can you not look at me like that?"
The sultan was only able to pat his face at Herman's reaction, but suddenly Herman showed a face as if he was remembering something.
"Oh ...! So apparently that's how it is, ... Tardive Dyskinesia, or uncontrolled movement disorders without any orders from the sufferer's brain.
I saw it too, at that time ... just as the demon in the horse's body tormented me by crushing my body many times in front of the princess...
Without a doubt, the white dragon stopped when it was about to charge at the princess. Then as if moving uncontrollably, it bit its own body and rolled around until the demons were confused to see it. "
" Hmm ... I see, so in Europe, you call it 'Tardive Dyskinesia' ... here we call it 'Wikara Janggitan' a state where the body moves on its own without any control from the owner.
In the case of Mr. White Dragon here is, when its head suddenly bites into its own body. Whereas at that time the control of the white dragon's body should be in the power of the demons. Just like what Herman said, the movement did not arise from the will of the controller of the white dragon's body, which acted as an internal factor. Rather the movement came from another factor beyond the control of the demons.
Also after we brought this Mr. White Dragon to Bhumi Mataram, similar behavior often occurs, when the white dragon's body is about to attack the people around it. For that reason, we decided to lock him up in one of our strongholds in Kota Gede, so that he wouldn't hurt his body again when he met people. "
Meleonarch bowed, he finally realized that he was put inside a cell are for his owngood.
Then the sultan continued his words.
"We are not sure why this can happen, and this change in human form is also a miracle in itself. However, despite all that, he who has now regained consciousness is our only chance to break through the rituals of the dragon king, Ragnarok. "
Hearing the sultan's words, Meleonarch began to raise his face again, and Pito was silent even though a little bit of annoyance was still visible on his face.
Then the old man Dekker appeared while rolling the wheelchair.
"It is true what your Majesty said, now we must brush past wounds and unite to stop the demons."
"Very well then, this way everything is decided! From the information we have, someone has made a pact with the devil to carry out the ritual of dragon king Ragnarok in the next three months.
However, for now, we still can't reveal information about where it came from. But I can personally guarantee the accuracy of this information.
For that in the next three months, you will be trained and prepared even more by the best experts from Mataram in Kota Gede. Likewise, I will train you directly.
Because your battle in three months is a big battle that will determine the fate of the universe. Therefore I say once again, prepare your hearts, your minds, your bodies, O foremost warriors of mankind. Then with all the preparations that you will bring, go home together with the victory! "
They also bowed respectfully to the order of the sultan under the horizon of the Javanese mainland evening.
§
Three months later, in an underground bone cave, where the survivors took temporary refuge.
Cling ...! Cling ...!
Watanabe's hand was tightly gripping the gloved katana.
Cling ...! Cling ...!
In front of him stood a fat demon who was standing sideways, facing their path while not paying too much attention to the vigilance of the people he was blocking.
Cling ...! Cling ...!
"Who are you!! Answer !! "
The samurai's shout echoed slightly in the bone passage, but the figure in front of him still didn't care about it and instead was busy with what he had been doing since earlier, namely throwing gold coins on the ground from a leather bag.
"Twenty-one,"
Cling ...!
"Twenty-two,"
Cling ...!
"Dammit, ... LISTEN TO ME !!"
"Um ... oh, how much did I count earlier?"
" ... "
"Ah never mind, ...."
Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling! Cling!
Giving up on his lost calculations, that figure poured the entire contents of the gold coins in his pocket onto the ground.
"HOIII !!! HEAR ME OUT, I WAS TALKING !!! "
"Yes,… so what? I will give all these gold coins to anyone who dares to kill the person beside you and bring his head forward ... "
" What ...!? I HEAR MY WORD !! I ASK YOU ONCE AGAIN, WHO ARE YOU HUMAN? "
Finally, the figure fell silent and began to pay attention to the samurai who had interrupted his sentence with repeated screams. Despite the attention he paid with an even expression, it was as if he was fed up with Watanabe's screams. Then while changing its expression to a smile, that figure began to open its mouth.
"Ah ... I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself huh? ... I'm sorry again, so it should be appropriate to introduce yourself before getting into the real thing, huh? Ah, how tiring .... "
So said the figure, while looking away when he said the sentence.
"So… my name, Belphegor… emm what else? Oh yeah, I'm a devil if you want to know. So, getting back to the main thing… would anyone dare to kill the person beside him for these gold coins? "
The atmosphere started to get tense, and Watanabe looked even more furious at the demon's words. However, Lucretia who was analyzing the situation calmly started to raise the gun forward and pointed it at the demonic figure.
"So you devil, are you the one who got us stranded on this island? Just so you know, nobody here will be interested in your rotten offer, so I suggest that you take back all your gold coins and get us out of this land immediately before I let this samurai cut you into pieces! ... now hurry up and choose! "
"Uh ... Tch, it's not cute at all, you woman! But, does nobody wants these gold coins? I'm not lying, I'll give you all these coins, you know! "
The situation grew tense even though the demon had casually responded to the situation. But after seeing that no one responded to his offer, he began to look down and put the gold coins back into his leather pouch, while speaking.
"One coin, one life, one joy, one thing that will not be forgotten, and one more tragedy will occur, but no one knows ...
Ah, how tiring dealing with humans. Dishonest, daring, irresponsible ... but it will all open up soon.
Tch, even the devil knows that secrets can't be hidden forever. "
"What are you talking about, devil?"
Lucretia confirmed it.
Belphegor also stopped, then his face slowly raised while showing a smile accompanied by a sharp gaze.
The demon began to stand up and walk closer.
Slowly as he approached, his smile and eyes grew even sharper. As if he saw something very tantalizing in front of him.
"He he, how about you the one who says it out loud... Pelsaert?"