THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 57

Ever since news of the surviving Gaana reached the ears of the kings and people, the situation on the eight continents became precarious. It is known that Gaana did not die despite being swallowed alive by Ghinauna*. In fact, instead, it was Gaan who made the sacred animal die by eating little by little his soul which turned out to be equivalent to seven thousand saint souls.

Ghinauna* giant fish guard Lake Baadal.

Emergency meetings were held simultaneously even in different places. Not only kings, advisers, and ministers were busy but also birds of message. Given that Gaana could re-emerge and attack at any time, the meeting was forced to continue without being able to get anyone to rest. Without exception.

And according to the agreement of the eight kings, three results were obtained. First, the people will be hidden to a safe place that is the former residence of the wandering tribe. Because the place proved unapproachable Gaana. Initially Bheim suggested sending people from other continents to Kumari Kandam given that such a safe place was only there. Yet.

"That's not necessary, Your Majesty."

Braheim turned his chair, facing his shadow bodyguard who could only be seen by the rightful successor to the throne. "What do you mean?"

"Tribe wanderers not only explore Kumari Kandam but also Chamakaadar, Garjan, Hathelee, Jvaala, Lagaam, Padachihn, and Shushk."

"so. So there's a safe haven on every continent."

"Right, Your Majesty," replied the shadow bodyguard Braheim simultaneously.

"Then what are all the safe places located inside the waterfall like here?"

"No, Your Grace. Some are located underground, on mountain peaks, and in rocks."

"The clue to finding safety is a black butterfly" another Bheim shadow guard chimed in.

Bheim nodded as he turned his chair back to the emergency meeting table. "Send a message to the seven continents. Ask them to immediately hide their people to a place where there are black butterflies."

"As per your orders, Your Majesty."

Second, the commander of the war and forty thousand soldiers were assigned to guard each lake which was the home of Ghinauna. They also had to sprinkle Gandh* every hour to make sure that the Ghinauna they were guarding was the real Ghinauna. Third, each continent was required to send ten thousand soldiers and weapons as a form of cooperation.

Gandh* is a new weapon recently made Kumari Kandam, a mixture of salt and holy water. Salt is known to weaken the half-leech Gaana, and holy water has been used to drive out demons for hundreds of years. The reaction that would have arisen if Gandh had hit Gaana's body was a pain that slowly turned into a burning sensation.

"Your Majesty, according to our servant there is no need to send Gandh to the seven continents anymore" Murat told Braheim.

"Reason?"

"First, the temple claims to be exhausted, Your Majesty. And lastly, it is we who must have Gandh more than anyone. Because it was Kumari Kandam who Gaana would attack first."

Braheim stopped the busy movement of his hand crossing out the report. "Then what if Chamakaadar is attacked first? Or Garjan? Or Hathelee? Or Jvaala? Or Lagaam? Or Padachihn? And or Shushk? Are you willing to take responsibility?"

"Please forgive the lack of servants, Your Majesty."

"We don't know which continent Gaana will invade first. That's why we're on guard, Murat."

And finally, the king of every continent, accompanied by his vice-commander of war and his fifty thousand combat troops, would guard the main gate every day. No matter if the blistering peeling skin, cold tore bones, and boredom provokes drowsiness, kings with full armor and weapons sitting on their gallant horses remained faithful to welcome the calamity.

"It seems that even today there is nothing that we need to welcome" Braheim said as he removed his head covering.

Unfortunately, not only that day. But also the next day, the shabby, a week later, a month later, and so on. Gaana returned to terror, as if that was her goal. The precarious situation was then used as a gap to hold a secret meeting between the kings. For the first time, Rona* was used as a place to discuss matters not related to the death penalty.

Rona* is the place where kings and queens will be tried if proven to commit sins related to the people. Rona is located in the middle of eight continents including Kumari Kandam. And the one who will be the judge in Rona is every leader of those eight continents.

"What can I do. Ratuku barren. And he was perfect" King Garjan replied to King Hathelee.

"My heart is worse than that. Let alone making a successor, leaning on the bed was he trouble. A strange disease gnawed at his body since four years ago."

"I'm so sorry. May God bring up his illness. How then? You took that out on your concubine?" King Jvaala points to ******* King Shushk with his eyes.

"Anyone else. Hah, tell the concubines it's really not playing."

King Padachihn laughed. "What about Queen Lagaam?"

"My heart went into depression after losing our first child in an accident. From then on he secluded himself to another palace and refused to meet me."

"I just heard the news. Must be very difficult. May your relationship return to its normal state" said King Chamakadaar.

"What about Queen Chamakadaar herself?"

The king of Chamakadaar, Arshaq Zamir, snorted, "He is a very evil woman. I wonder how I chose it?"

"That's a more serious problem than the one that afflicts our queens."

King Garjan nodded to King Shushk. "Instead, we have no successors. It was a serious crime of a king. Because the successor seat must continue to be filled."

"But still the one who fills the chair must be the one born from the womb of a good woman. Because the people will suffer the same between having no leader or being led by an evil king."

King Padachihn nodded in response to King Hathelee. "I agree. What do you think of King Braheim?"

"I also agree" sahut braheim.

King Lagaam cleared his throat, "Then what about Queen Kumari Kandam?"

"Eleven twelve with Gaana. Rather than that, I've already decided who my successor is."

The seven kings were silent. "I will give the successor seat of Kumari Kandam to the descendants of the nomadic tribal leader, Daxraj Natesh," Bheim said.

The seven kings remained silent. "I know it will be hard for you to trust him."

"I believe. I was just surprised that it turned out that the wandering tribe leader had a name."

"Honestly all this time I used a lot of silly ways to call the wandering tribe leader. I want to beg for potions for my queen" King Lagaam told King Shushk.

"It's surprising that I have this many allies. What about the others?" King Arshaq looked alternately at King Garjan, King Hathelee, King Jvaala, and King Padachihn.

King Padachihn said, "Leader of a wandering tribe? Isn't that just a fairy tale?"

King Hathelee said, "I think only children who can't live without a bottle of milk will believe it."

"It's worrying. Is Garjan being played?"

"It's not just Garjan being played here." King Jvaala chimed.