Vallavarayan's horse, which had rested for so long, was now very active; In an hour Kadambur Sambuvaraiyar's palace reached the gate. Sengannar Sambuvaraiyar was one of the great chieftains of the Chola country of that period. The gate of his palace was like the gate of a great city. The long walls that rose on either side of the gate curved like the walls of a fortress.
At the entrance of the fortress, there was a great uproar with elephants, horses, bulls, captivators of all those animals, those who fed them, those who showed water, those who lit lamps here and there, and those who put oil on the lamps. Seeing all this, there was some hesitation and confusion in Vallavarayan's heart. "There's something big going on here. We have arrived at this time.' On the one hand, there was a burning curiosity to see what was going on. The gates of the fort were open. But at the open gate stood some soldiers with spears. They looked like Yamakingaras.
The brave young man thought that if he hesitated they would stop him, and that it would be better to leave his horse boldly and go in. He carried out that idea at once. But what's the disappointment? When the horse approached the fort gate, two soldiers with spears stopped their spears across the way and blocked the way. Four more men came and took hold of the horses headharness. One of them stared at Vandhiyathevan. Another brought a torch and held it up to his face.
Anger boiled on Vallavarayan's face and asked, "Is this the custom of your village? Stopping the guests at the door...?"
"Who are you, brother, you are talking so rudely? Which town? The doorkeeper said.
"Are you asking my name? Vanakappadi Naatu Thiruvallam is my village. There was a time when the soldiers of your country were proud to write the names of my ancestors on their chests! My name is Vallavaraiyan Vandhiyathevan! Do you know?"
"Bring in a man to tell you all this?" one of the guards said. The others laughed.
"Whoever you are, you can't go in anymore! All the guests who were supposed to come today have arrived. The master's order not to spare anyone anymore!" said the captain of the guard.
Seeing that there was an argument, some soldiers who had been standing at a distance from the fort came near. One of them said, "Oh! It looks like the blind we chased away in the carnival crowd there!"
Another said, "Don't say donkey."
"What a stiff man sitting on a donkey!" said another.
These words fell on the ears of Vallavarayan.
He thought to himself, "What's the fuss? Shall we go back? Or should we show them the seal of Prince Athitha Karikalar and go inside?" There is no one from Vada Pennai to Kumari Munai who can stop him after seeing the emblem of the prince, the Madhanda Nayaka of the Northern Army, isn't there? While he was arguing in his mind like this, he heard the ridicule of the Pazhuvertaraiyar men. He immediately decided what to do.
"Let go of the horse; I'm going back!" The soldiers let go of the horse's muzzle.
Vandhiyathevan pressed a squeeze on the horse's abdomen with both his legs. At the same time he drew his sword from its sheath. The sword, which snatched away his eye with the flash of lightning, seemed to be swinging with the chakrayudha of Tirumal in his hand. The horse galloped forward into the fortress. The soldiers on the way suddenly fell. The spears clattered and fell. The horse pounced on the gossiping Pazhuvur soldiers. The soldiers, who had not expected this lightning strike, scattered in all four directions.
By this time many other things had happened. The gates of the fortress were slammed shut. "Hold on! Hold on!" cried outlets. Spears and swords clanged and sounded 'clang', 'clang'. Suddenly, the drum of danger is 'Tadam!' 'Dum!' it roared.
Soldiers surrounded Vandhiyathevan's horse. There must be more than twenty, thirty, fifty. Vandhiyathevan jumped on the horse and jumped to the ground. Swinging the sword in his hand, he said, "Kanthamara! Kanthamara! Your men are killing me!" he shouted.
Hearing this, the soldiers around him were startled and hesitated.
At that moment, from the balcony of the mansion, he asked, "What is the commotion there? Stop!" came a thunderous voice. Seven or eight men stood where the voice was heard, watching what was going on.
"Master! Someone broke the guard. He is shouting the name of the little master!" said one of the men below.
"Kanthamara! Go and see what the commotion is!" – said the same thunderous voice from the balcony. Vandhiyathevan thought that Senkannar Sambuvaraiyar must be the one who had that voice.
He and the soldiers around him stood still for a while.
"What's the demonstration here?" asked a young voice. Those who stood where the voice was heard turned away and made way. A young man came hurrying that way. He looked at Vandhiyathevan with surprise for a moment as he stood like Subramania doing Surasamharam with a slight swing of the knife in his hand.
"Oh, my dear friend! Is it really you?" the young man shouted passionately and ran and embraced Vallavarayan.
"Kanthamara! I came to your house because you have read and told me many times. I got such a heroic welcome at the place where I came," said Vandhiyathevan, pointing to the people around him.
He looked at them and said, "! Fools! Go on! Your knowledge is the flame of the world!" said Kanthamaran.
Kanthamaran grabbed Vandhiyathevan's hand and dragged him away. His feet kept jumping and not on the ground. His heart leaped. What can thrill a man more than to find a true and united friend in youth? Yes, there is such a thing as love. But there is more pain and pain in love than there is pleasure and joy. Not even the shadow of misery falls in the friendly joy of youth. There was a blissful heart.
On the way, Vallavaraiyan said, "Kanthamara! What is so fussy here today? What is all this security for?"
"I'll tell you more about what's special here today. When you and I were staying in the camp on the banks of the Pennaiyar river, I said, 'I want to see Pazhuvertaraiyar; You have to see Mazhavaraiyar; He must be seen; I want to see him.' That he, this one, the wall – you can see them all here today!" said Kanthamaran.
Then Kanthamaran took Vallavaraiyan to the balcony of the palace where the guests were sitting. First he took it to his father Sambuvaraiyar and said, "Father! Haven't I often been telling you about my friend Vandhiyathevan of the Varnar tribe? That's him!" Vandhiyathevan bowed to the elder one. Varaiyar did not seem very pleased.
"Really? Is he the one who made such a fuss down at the palace gate?"
"My comrade is not the cause of the riot; The fools we have hired to guard the gate!" said Kanthamaravel.
"However, he should not have come with such a demonstration today, that too after half a night!" said Sambuvaraiyar.
Kanthamaravel's face scrunched up; And he didn't want to argue with his father. He took Vandhiyathevan aside. He took him to Pazhuvertaraiyar who was sitting on a high pedestal in the middle of the guests and said, "Uncle! This is my dear friend Vandhiyathevan, who belongs to the Vana emperor's tribe. He and I were guarding the border at the Vadapennaikkarai camp. At that time he would keep saying 'Veerathi Veerar should see the elder Pazhuvertaraiyar'. 'Is it true that Pazhuvertaraiyar Thirumeni has sixty-four war wounds?' he would be asking. I'd say, 'Someday you think for yourself.'"
Pazhuvertaraiyar said with a wrinkled face, "I see, Brother! Wouldn't you believe it unless you thought about it? Are you so desperate? "Is there any doubt that there can be more valour in any tribe than the Varnar tribe?"
Both comrades were startled. I didn't expect him to take what he said in such a sarcastic way.
Vandhiyathevan's mind was filled with irritation. However, without showing off, he said, "Sir! The heroic fame of the Pazhuvertaraiyar tribe extends from Cape Comorin to the Himalayas. Who am I to doubt that?" he said humbly.
"Good response; A clever child!: said Pazhuvertaraiyar.
The two young men left the place saying that they had survived this much. At that time Sambuvaraiyar called his son and whispered in his ear, "Feed your friend quickly and tell him to sleep somewhere in a separate place! He is tired from a long journey." Maravelu shook his head angrily and left.
Then Maravelu took Vandhiyathevan to the anthapuram. There were many women there. Vandhiyathevan saluted Maravelu's mother. He guessed that the girl hiding shyly behind her must be Kanthamaran's sister.
Vandhiyathevan was imagining something about 'Thangachi' that Maravelu had said many times. Now he was somewhat disappointed.
Vandhiyathevan's eyes searched to find out who could be the woman who came in the palanquin with Pazhuvertaraiyar in the crowd of women.