Part 3
Two weeks after refusing king of Santana's proposal, that man did not delay, continued to send another ambassador without giving up. Recently even sent a virtual portrait of himself face to face.
At this moment, the 4D King Santana was sitting cross-legged, bare-chested, showing off his six-pack abs on the throne. He had a sly smile and sent the eyes of a flirtatious at the same time.
Ragnes looked at the image of him and wanted to destroy the ambassador's insane magic orb but the other side was the king of a neighboring country. The other was already no shame, and he had no way of avoiding it. Even if annoyed, he still had to sit and listen to the other person ranting.
Ragnes saw him and thought about this guy in many ways.
'What is this? Sunbathing until his skin is tanned and want to show off naked?!' he thought.
"Hey Ragnes, you look so skinny. Are you still mourning for your second husband? You'd better give up and choose me. Make sure I don't die by your hands. And I'm not easily killed by anyone, so don't worry," the Santana King said.
His real name was Caberas, and he was one of the most annoying narcissists plus extreme egoists.
"Will it be better to shut up your mouth? Because your mouth's like this, there's no one silly enough to marry you," Ragnes glared at that cheeky, pure-blooded demon. This guy was actually a friend from his childhood. Anything in Wetonia, he knew it all.
"Because you didn't marry me. How's your life going like this? If you'd agreed to run away with me, today you'd have had a handsome husband and little cute children. Better than being two dead widows like this," Caberas continued babbling. Another well-known fact was that in his youth Caberas had proposed to Ragnes for marriage. But at that time, Ragnes's father didn't agree.
Of course, he had never agreed with his little son to marry a neighbor's demon because he should have a risk that someday this guy would definitely use his son-in-law's position to claim the throne of Wetonia. That proposal was rejected almost immediately.
But how Ragnes felt? The answer was he didn't feel anything. There was no true love between them. Caberas was just a crazy friend who always did something erratic. He was a true blood demon who was arrogant and unable to let go of his ego.
If Ragnes had thought of becoming a king, he wouldn't be able to bring such a person into his life.
"Nonsense, if I'd married you, now I'd have played second fiddle to you. How many wives do you have in your harem? You're very brave to speak like this," Ragnes scolded back straight, without being considerate.
The devil was flirtatious. They loved to play sexual attraction with hundreds of men and women, could not stop with anyone as well. So as Caberas, until now, this guy didn't make anyone his queen. In contrast, he kept many concubines in his harem. Non-stop sexual activities.
He still dared to ask him to marry him, and talked about childhood nostalgia, idiot!
Ragnes blamed Caberus in his head. He had never stalled and never accepted this trash becoming the father of his children.
"You're so innocent. I'm a demon who needs sensuality. And a half devil like you? Don't you're a nymph demon? My friend Ragnes, what you should do is to savor the sensual pleasures a little. Just in case your demon bloodline wakes up, hey, let me warm your bed tonight."
Bomb!
The moment Caberus spoke in such a disgraceful manner. Ragnes had lost his patience and exploded the communication orb to dust. The more he listened, the more he hated, the more he wanted to break his neck. This was his own body, no one could insult him without his permission!
In the end, the ambassador had to retreat again. Everyone could only hope that this Santana's king would never send anyone else. It was clear that the other party definitely didn't want to play this game with him.
Ragnes descended from the throne in unspeakable frustration. But now besides Santana , the other kingdoms had already begun to move. All sides pressured him to choose someone as his new husband. But this problem, however, could not be solved. No matter who he chose, in the end, this would be a political issue. In fact, if he chose not to marry It was going to be another problem as well, it was really tricky!
"What about Kafka? That news seems to have been lost for a long time," returning to work. Ragnes spoke to Lauriet as he sat for check documents.
Lauriet, this person had two statuses of a friend and subordinate; therefore, he had the right to enter and exit the inner court and be a frequent visitor to the king.
In other words, he needed to bear the burden twice after the death of the viceroy.
"The latest news suggests that there may be a civil war. Our armistice with Kafka may not survive."
Kafka was a human kingdom that was the descendant of the warrior king in the past. This was the kingdom that was the pillar of the Allies of the last war that attacked Wetonia ten years ago.
Recently, there was news that their king was on the verge of death. The unpopular crown prince was prepared to rise in power. And because of that, there were opposers supporting the second prince to become a competitor. The situation was difficult to find the final answer.
Among the neighboring kingdoms, only Kafka still pretended not to submit their marriage proposal to Ragnes. It was not easy to forget their actions ten years ago.
"Keep an eye on them, I'm not going to risk an uncertain situation," Ragnes said. The two princes competed. That end result may have something to do with the future of that country.
That night, Ragnes sat alone on the balcony reading a book until late. He looked at the full moon while pondering on the troubling things during this time which was a matter of his own marriage. In fact, if he was one of those men, he would never marry someone with a history like himself.
His first husband was killed by him. The second husband had a tragic death. His husbands' luck was so bad, did they still think of marrying him?
But they probably thought in another way. He already had two husbands, so it was not uncommon to have another. Becoming his husband, becoming the second high status in this land.
"So bad reputation. Now, I can't do anything," sighed to himself as he looked at the shape of a skull on the back of his left hand.
It was the seal of the mystical arms. It was the cursed weapon of the royal family of Wetonia. What made him king but in exchange for this, perhaps it was a life that was cursed with no end.
In the moment of sighing, it appeared that the seal suddenly appeared to change color, originally it was black. But now it was slowly turning red.
"Eh!"
'So hot, so hot, why are my hands so hot?'
"Damn! I'm a flame magic-user. How can I feel the heat?!"
Fire user mage, if he or she felt like the fire was hot, it was not a good omen!
At that moment, flames erupted from Ragnes' hands. He had a lot of pain in his hand. But the flames were merging fused into glass A mirror that reflects a person's image...
"S...Sang...tis" the person in the picture, a man with dark blue eyes, that height, that face, that was...
His husband Sangtis!!!
But when he reached out to the mirror The flames scorched him. The flame was hot as vengeance and curse. It was an omen, it was a dream, it may be a picture from the past or the future!!!
"Your Majesty!"
At that moment, Lauriat broke through the door of the room and cast a sealing spell. He hurriedly crossed in front of Ragnes and that strange flame and saw the same thing that the other party had seen. Seeing the image of his friend that was supposed to have turned into dust, that image gradually faded, faded, faded, and disappeared.
In the last blink of an eye, the two of them saw the last picture. It was a huge castle with a huge army. That was the Kafka army!
"Sangtis, why's that guy, and what does it have to do with Kafka?" Lauriet himself exclaimed.
Earlier, Lauriet felt a strange magical power in the palace. When he caught the spot, he rushed to this room. But instead, the vision of the dead appeared with the present image. That was indeed the present Kafka.
"This's a vision, it's… the future," said Lauriet.
"Wait…what's this…?" Ragnes was confused as well.
Vision's the future but the person in the picture was already dead one year ago.
"Santis was dead. He's been dead for a year now. Wait..." Ragnes held his head as his heart raced uncontrollably. What crazy magic was this!
To say that in the near future, they were going to meet Santis again! In Kafka!
"Ouch!" at that moment, Ragnes suddenly felt a headache. He immediately felt into Lauriet's arms.
"Your Majesty!" Lauriet supported the other party and saw those red eyes that were in pain and death. It was a feeling of confusion, sadness, and frustration, everything in those eyes. The more he saw, the more he had to support his king. He rubbed his head and said comfortingly, "Calm down, I can help you settle this matter in any way."
"…"
"Close your eyes, sleep, there will be no suffering in this sleep. You don't have to think about anything. Just sleep is enough." There was a mantra in this speech, and Ragnes had no intention of resisting. He felt a terrible headache, the heart was in pain beyond resistance If this mantra could be used to sleep forever. Maybe...he would choose that.
"Thank you...Lauriet," muttered like that before falling asleep. Lauriet embraced his king with an equally sick heart.
The golden hair that was drenched in sweat, delicate calm eyelids, two pale cheeks and full lips. The more he looked at, the more he smiled. He held the other person with two full arms before placing him on the bed. Arrange the blankets well. Of course, he would cherish this person, as a friend, as a master in all their positions with each other.
"You're a man with only one eye for a lifetime. So you missed a lot of things, my lord."
but...
"But if not, I would not be able to stay by your side."
Closed one eye and pretended to be blind. It was better than opening your eyelids to find the truth that was not appealing.