The place was vast and majestic. The ornaments inside consist of various precious metals. A palace hall that emitted a brilliant luster. Every corner is filled with gold and diamonds.
Within the hall, 13 figures sat quietly. Each of them had one or two guards standing behind them.
A chair is the highest in the middle, one sitting upright. His face was deathly somber with extraordinary wisdom. That person had a figure that looked 40 years old. He has wheat skin. His figure is very athletic, the muscles in his body stand out looking very strong. Very dashing and attractive.
One of the 13 in front of him then stood up.
"Your Majesty, regarding the collection of souls of the demoness we have sealed in the north. We have a problem. The soul shards we collected, just last night disappeared without a trace."
Suddenly the hall that had been relaxed slightly tensed up. No one dared to look at the main position. Then their ears pick up sound. They heard a metal being torn apart. It wasn't hard to guess that the glass in the Maharaja's hand had been shattered.
The person who had just reported also lowered his head, he even held his breath. Thinking of how to say the next sentence.
"How could that be?"
"This... We... We haven't confirmed either. It's just, this... Looks like this... is related to awakening."
"Hah!"
WRECKED
The person who was still reporting suddenly knelt down. He prostrated himself and hit his forehead firmly on the floor. He didn't dare to look. His throat was choked unable to make a sound. Suddenly an invisible pressure enveloped him.
The person trembled trying to find help. He glanced at the people around him. Who knows, those people just looked up blankly, some of them gaping. Their eyes were only focused in one direction.
Damn it, where is your dignity!
Even if he is very scared. Curiosity overcame logic. He slowly peeked up. Who knows, he saw sunlight with bright rays coming into the room from the 100cm thick walls that had been reduced to rubble. He painfully swallowed.
Forget that, what is dignity, he only hopes to still be alive!
When his eyes averted from there, he met the ruler's eyes. A strong sense of killing pierced his heart. With eyes full of tears, he began to beg for mercy.
When his eyes averted from there, he met the ruler's eyes. A strong sense of killing pierced his heart. With eyes full of tears, she began to beg for mercy.
"Your Excellency Sri Maharaja, we know our mistake. Forgive me.... Forgive me."
The king gave a fierce look. He understood that all these things were beyond the control of his subordinates. But that doesn't mean it can't be prevented. He just didn't expect that they couldn't solve the incident when it came to time.
What the heck are these damn people doing?
Did they ignore his words!
He thought, have these people forgotten how that damn woman caused trouble in heaven back then.
When Maharaja is about to kill someone. Light footsteps sounded from outside. Someone walked in just like that, a glimpse of her eyes saw the chaos inside.
Seeing the person who entered Maharaja's anger immediately deflated. He cleared his throat and stood up quickly toward the incoming person.
"Darling, what are you doing here?"
"I can't come?"
"No, no, no. How come? Didn't I just think this would be boring for you?"
"What's with Duke Deran over there? Are you starting to be unnecessarily violent again?"
"Ah? How can that be? Darling~ isn't it because Deran is so incompetent at guarding the soul of that terrible demoness. How could he let her be reborn? I will only punish him. I don't start unnecessary violence."
The Maharaja who was cold and scary looking before, now wore a tortured tone. His face showed a hurt expression. His tone was spoiled and extended showing complaint. It was as if the person with the murderous aura just now was someone else, not him. The Maharaja's entire body exuded the scent of innocence. Causing the people there to heave a sigh of relief.
Good, the Goddess has come!
"Then you continue. I'll just go."
"Eh? No need, Don't~. Wait a minute, Darling. Ahem, Deran!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Go, take the punishment to Admiral Djehar. We will end today's meeting."
Even if the punishment is severe, it is better than death. After all, Sri Maharaja had never tortured his subordinates so severely. Although there may be cruel torture for some of his subordinates.
Torturing his single subordinates by spreading sickening love everywhere.
"Yes, Your Majesty Sri Maharaja."
Not waiting for the crowd to leave the hall, the Maharaja pulled his wife away. He is rarely with his wife. Even though he knew when his wife came to him, something was troublesome. But he couldn't possibly put his wife's problems aside.
He couldn't bear to see his wife suffer. Even if it was because the little tiger was stuck in a tree and couldn't get down. He will pin it so that the wife is happy.
"Darling, what do you need to come to me?"
"....missed you a bit."
!!!!
Sri Maharaja Gurujaya felt that it was a very beautiful day. Rarely did his ears hear the loving words of his wife. Even though he was always dealing with a stinky boy after all of his wife's sweet words, which were a bit unbearable.
Wait a moment.....
"My Love, your meeting with the Hyangs some time ago was very impressive. Your charisma can't be beaten by anyone. Even the angels and maids are jealous of me because of it. But I heard you didn't invite Guruminda to the Midyapada world meeting?"
Sure enough, his wife was not compassionate at all. How could he always feel as if drinking honey suddenly smelling sulfur every time his wife spoke sweetly.
It doesn't matter, whatever it is, even if it smells, it's still sweet!
He can still hold it!!