3Ry Cross Time (S1-S2)
PICK UP ANTIDOTE

Some of the servants who were in the classic room looked to lower their heads indicating their position was lower than their current master who had just finished changing into a nightgown.

The woman who became the lord of the servants looked very haughty from her attitude that raised her head while looking at the others as if they were nothing more than footwear.

But what is the power for those who are not equal.

"Hows it? Did you get any news about the empress' situation?" ask him while landing his ass to the place of the contest with the attitude of nobility.

A servant who was spoken to nodded briefly before replying. "Yet, your honor. The servant only got word that the noble empress would not allow anyone to enter her residence." he explained as he had obtained.

It does. Before he returned to his duties like other servants, he had already done his duty which was previously ordered to see the state of the empress after returning from dinner and that was the result he got.

The woman glanced a little then rolled her eyes thinking. "Don't let anyone in? Didn't he think it would hasten his death?! Huh! You idiot! It's still stupid!" he said, a satisfied grin was imprinted on his lips with a brain that had played its role imagining what he really hoped for.

When you ask who is that woman? She was one of those women who wanted the death of the empress. However, he seemed to have acted so quickly that he did not realize that someone had heard the short talk from behind a curtain in the corner of the side room of the contest close to the window.

Highlight the eyes of the figure is illegible, but seeing its current position makes the figure like a ghost waiting for the curtain that anytime ready to appear.

"alright. You can go now. I want to rest." the order was haughty as he waved his hand as a repelling gesture.

The servants also left their visitation. "We beg you to resign, your majesty!" their permission in unison.

Now he lives alone. Still in a sitting position, he spoke again in a relaxed manner. Intended to bring out what was held in his mind, not intending to speak inwardly. Moreover, he was alone in his luxurious room, then what to fear.

He was sure no one heard it.

"I really can't wait for the horrendous news tomorrow" with a slanted smile. "This kingdom will instantly be in an uproar with the news of the death of that weak empress!" he said then he was upset.

Grunting when his feelings suddenly sour. "It's actually bad for me. If, the queen dies. Then what will be happy is the great concubine of si*lan!" the jeda. "But, it's okay... I can still get rid of him too. Although he is a difficult opponent, but what can not be done when someone is determined. I'm going to get rid of one by one of them until I'm only one." her smile came back up a moment after it had dimmed. "Haihihah... I really can't wait to get through all that." chuckling happy.

With a feeling of happiness he began to lay down his body to sleep. He thinks tonight will be a good dream. But, it doesn't seem so. Because, just now he was breaking down his body suddenly he shouted loudly with his body stiffened.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHH....!!!" the woman screamed very loudly as her eyes shot upwards just as a pinch of black hair hung right in front of her face complete with the head where the hair came from, not to mention when one eye belonging to the head was staring towards him which looked terrible in his vision.

Soon he was about to get up but already prevented by two hands right on both shoulders. The pressure was strong enough to make him completely unable to move. His body began to tremble in fear.

"Si..who is k.you...?" with a trembling voice he asked. The figure silently did not answer, he just stared deeper.

The woman could not cover up her fear, as she could clearly feel a mystical aura emanating from the figure. He occasionally glanced at the door hoping that someone would hear his screams just now and came in and saved him, but after a few glances he also found no signs of anything to come.

Cold sweat began to wet his body, not knowing what to do especially the figure did not let out the slightest sound even the roar of his breath he could not feel it. It made his heart beat unbearably. He can only pray in his heart.

Long silence between the two until a deep and low flat voice was heard coming into the woman's hearing, which immediately made her stupefied.

"Where's the antidote?" swear by anything, the frightened woman was suddenly confused by a face of extreme shock that could not be explained. For a moment his fear dropped a little.

"Eh. You're... Ask about the antidote? Pe..what cure? I don't understand!" answer stammered. The aura of the figure could not be ignored so easily that he could not eliminate his fear.

"A cure or dead?" again the question of the figure was incomprehensible to the woman.

The woman began to get upset. Ignoring his fear, he pushed the figure's shoulders loose. Of course, the figure was indeed intent on loosening his pressure otherwise the woman could push him easily when the strength of the two was far in comparison.

Immediately the woman inched away until she got off her complaint. Then stared intently at the figure that was faintly visible because he was in a place that was minimal light.

Not wanting to look frightened and lost pride as a member of the royal family, he looked up arrogantly and angrily that began to be fertilized to dismiss his fear. He still thinks so?!

Out loud he said. "You want what you? I don't know what you mean? And you better get out of here before I call the guards to catch you!" instead of being afraid of the threat, the figure actually stepped out of the place where he was standing before then approached the woman who was strengthening herself from fear.

"I know you're the one who gave Reychu the poison. So, I came to ask you for the antidote." she explained in a calm tone not implied anger or anything. That deep voice again thickened the fear of the woman who was only a few steps ahead of him.

When it is like this. Anyone knows, if it's Ryura. As per his promise to Rayan, he will go take the antidote. And finally, here he is now.

Do not ask how he entered the residence of a woman who was none other than one of the emperor's concubines. Because it's part of the secret.

"Re..Reychu?! A..what do you mean i.that's empress Ahn Reychu?! You.you know him?" the woman who was none other than the concubine was shocked to make him answer with a question, a little hoping to hear a reply but unfortunately Ryura just kept quiet.

Oh, come... You think he'll answer?! Dream on!

"The antidote!" ignored the curiosity of women in front of him now, because from the beginning the goal was only a bidder.

"Ti.no a.take me! How can you.." he's still confused about the way Ryura entered his residence while he's one hundred percent sure that out there the guards are wandering around to patrol. Then, how is this ghost-like girl here?! Is he a demon?! Or the spirit of heaven?!

But, there was no aura that expressed the answers to all of his questions. Who is he then?!

His mind raged until it almost broke. But he realized one thing. That until whenever the antidote will not be given.

Brave himself while relying on his position without him knowing a positionless Ryura. "REMOVE! YOU'RE A WOMAN WITH NO MANNERS!" snapped without diminishing his noble attitude. "You think by saying that I'll give it to you?! Don't hope! After all the weak and foolish empress had to be wiped out before she became a burden to this kingdom." trying to smile cynically. "So, now go. You won't get what you want here. If there was, do you think I would willingly give it to him?! Huh!" kekehnya who began to dare when he saw the girl in front of him did not flinch at all until it seemed he did not have the courage to act rude.

Don't know, Ryura was calm. Ending it will also be quiet.

When facing each other with a thin distance, Ryura said. "The antidote!"

From the beginning he did not change his sentence. Indicates he is not wanting to hear pleasantries that are of no benefit to him. But, it seems that the woman in front of him continues to avoid and ultimately does not intend to give it.

"Huh! K..you're deaf, yes! I said GET OUT!" still with the same pretentious arrogant attitude but not the next second.

Grep's!

Ryura's hand gripped the woman's neck firmly. He strangled her mercilessly. Very lazy if you have to linger.

Patience exhausted. He needed an antidote to save Reychu immediately but the woman si*lan gripped this does not know how to be nice apparently. A useless title! That's how Ryura thought.

"Akhs... Khau. sa. khits. le.paashh..The khan!" the door with great difficulty. Every now and then he moved his hand to rebel, beating Ryura as much as he could.

Dear thousand darling, Ryura doesn't care, no!

Without having to talk again. Ryura also chose to act quickly.

With a single move, Ryura carried the neck against the floor until the crack sound just echoed in the quiet room.

Brugh!

The woman's body was slammed.

Not until there, without pity he pulled the woman's long hair and wrapped it around the neck until it was stronger until the concubine was getting more difficulty breathing. His eyes glared red with his mouth open not forgetting his tongue sticking out.

Scary indeed!

But not for Ryura.

"Ukhs... Uk... Uhh!" the woman's breath faltered. His breathing is running out but he can still hang on a little.

Returning...

Ryura dragged the woman using the end of her hair that had been perfectly wrapped around her neck towards the contest. Arriving there the hair was taken off just like that until the concubine's head hit the floor again, then regardless of the condition of his victims Ryura chose to pull the entire curtain mosquito net in one pull until it fell all over.

In the tear into small, long parts. Then, tied to each hand and foot with two long cloths. So, in total there are 8 long fabrics as a rope.

After that, the woman was brought to the contest but not to lay down. But to be tied both hands up to stretch uphold with two fabrics in the right hand hooked in the top two corners of the contest as well as the left, to the left, then his legs are also stretched and then tied to the four ends of the contest. Now his position is hovering upright in the middle of the Dalma dispute of limp.

Ryura did not change the look on his face at all.

When I feel that he did enough. Then she walked over to her dresser and opened the woman's jewelry box. Look what he found.

His hand moved to take it, then looked for a moment while in the end a little. It was believed he immediately put the small bottle into a pocket on his chest. Back for a moment in view of the woman who began to appear to move her head slowly. But, Ryura was not afraid when the woman woke up.

It's easy to find him...

"Uhukis... Uhuk.." he coughed to normalize his breathing. However, when he was about to move his hand and he felt he could not. In a daze he began to see his own condition.

Surprised? Sure. Now the position is really uncomfortable. When tied in a lying position it does not seem to be tiring, but this... It is like a star in the sky. Depressing hanging.

In the movement of his head looking for the perpetrator. I wish he could still see it. Sure enough, Ryura was still there and was now in front of him. But...

The woman's eyes suddenly widened when she saw a piece of candle lit in Ryura's right hand, while the holder looked relaxed as if he was just holding it. I don't know why his mind became so bad. Although Ryura showed no expression of wanting to kill him but who would have thought what an expressionless human would do.

With a tremble he said. "Why k.you hold a candle. You don't have to do that mom... don't you?! This room is still bright." the sentence stammered trying to reconcile.

But, once again. Ryura stays Ryura.

No words came out of Ryura's mouth other than the movement of his hand throwing the lit candle quietly like throwing garbage in his place. The concubine could not if not shout when the candle floated and landed perfectly on her bed, right below her.

Later then...

Buuss...

Without waiting for the fire to immediately burn the dispute with the person.

Ryura don't ask. He just watched it in silence.

The woman burned alive, she began floundering as the terrible heat boiled her body. He screamed no nonsense. Gurgling here and there on top of the contest.

I don't know what the mixture feels like when the fire grabs the cloth and then tucks the skin until it devours.

Ryuya. Watching all in uninterrupted tranquility.