vampire

Chapter 17 Four-person Team (2)
Pobel really has the demeanor and temperament of a soldier, and he is an excellent soldier.This can be seen from his actions: throughout the night, he waited around the palace, not daring to be paralyzed in the slightest, for fear that something might happen.Every moment he reminded himself, never be lazy, the king was watching him, and the people were watching him.In fact, this should be a habit. If a person often abuses his power, takes bribes, or even sells his boss for glory, I think such a person will never be happy.Of course, a smart, wise, or learned person can also be such a person.

In front of his king, he always did not speak, as if he was a mute, perhaps out of fear.Whenever the king left, he would take a breath and feel more at ease.

One night, the king went out to inspect the palace, and suddenly heard a woman crying in a cemetery not far away.The king was terrified and shouted: "Who is going to see?"

"King, I'll go and have a look." Pobel was the first to reply.

"Look what's going on. That woman seems to be crying very sadly, but you have to be careful. If you find out about the situation, come back and report to me immediately."

When Pobel heard the order, he rushed into the eerie cemetery; the king wanted to see the soldier's courage, so he followed him all the time, and Pobel didn't notice that the king was behind him.

After a while, Pobel followed the cry and came to a cemetery.There was a very beautiful woman, who was completely covered with jewels, and she was obviously from a rich family.In the slight wind, she changes her beautiful body, sometimes slim and sometimes dancing.Her gorgeous clothes swayed in the wind like gorgeous ribbons.

Pobel did not recognize her as a goddess, the god of the sea cared by the gods, a person of a special group (Lakshmi is the wife of Lord Vishnu, and in her own right, she is also a powerful goddess, She is in charge of the harvest and the family, protects women, and is a model of a good wife and daughter; Raj Lakshmi symbolizes the luck of the king, and she can also be called the guardian saint angel.).

"Who are you? What made you so sad?" Pobel asked.

"I am the lucky angel of the royal family." She answered with a sob.

"Why are you crying?" Pobel asked.

The Goddess looked at Pobel timidly, with tears in her eyes and a pale complexion, pitifully forcing herself to maintain her outward composure.

"There will soon be misfortune in the palace, because, the Shudra (lower class god) has come and should be at the king's palace now. After a month, many disasters will befall the king, and he will face Death. I was so sad that I came here to cry. The king and I have a very good relationship, and we get along very well. You know, I can expect this kind of thing, but there is nothing I can do, I don't have that kind of magic could save the king from death."

"Is there no remedy?" Pobel asked.

"There is a way, and that is . . . Well, about nine miles to the east from here, there is a temple where my damned sister Divi lives. If you will enshrine your son's head to her, and at the same time Contribute your own hand, then you can save the king, there is only one way, otherwise the king will..."

After speaking, the goddess disappeared suddenly, leaving only the mist around him.

Pobel was stunned for a while, and then hurriedly walked towards the house.Behind him, the king still followed him quietly, he wanted to see what Pobel was going to do.

As soon as Pobel returned home, he first told his wife the whole story. His wife had always respected her husband and obeyed him in everything.When the wife knew that she was going to save the king, she called her son to her side without saying a word, and the daughter followed her.After that, they walked together towards Divi's temple deep in the forest.

Halfway, Pobel asked his wife: "Are you willing to enshrine our son to her? Sorry, I have to do this to save our king. I hope you can forgive me."

The corners of his wife's mouth twitched a few times, and she smiled slightly and said, "I lost my parents when I was a child, and I was lonely. You gave me care and love. You are everything to me. No matter if you are poor or rich, no matter if you are healthy or sick, you will never leave me. If you don’t give up, you will love, respect and take care of each other forever. A wife should wait, obey and love her husband. What kind of person is happy? A healthy body, full of desire for knowledge, a group of people with love and righteousness A good friend, a clever child, and a tender and considerate wife; so long as a man has these, he must be a very happy man, and pain and troubles will bypass. But if anything happens to our king, then Our country is at stake, so there is no way to talk about our happiness. The rise and fall of the country is everyone's responsibility."

Afterwards, the wife kissed her son's face, and said with tears in her eyes: "My son, offer your head to her in exchange for the life of the king and the stability of the whole country. Are you willing?"

"Mother," said the son firmly, "I am willing. You have given me life and taught us the principles of life. I am willing to offer my head for the sake of the king and the country. Let us hurry without further delay."

"I'm sorry, my king," Betal began to change the subject, "it seems that my story is very good, and our little prince has been attracted by the story. I think I should stop and let the prince publish his Think about it."

The little prince couldn't hold back anymore, and said to the king: "Father, this story tells us a truth. In this world, as long as you are loyal to your king and country, then his life must be very good. .Because of his loyalty, even if one day he leaves this world, his descendants will get good retribution."

However, Pobel's daughter shouted: "I will not let my brother die, let me die too." "The father sacrificed his only son so that the king could keep his country and all his property. Pobel muttered in a low voice, meaning to tell his daughter to stop talking, and then continued to walk towards Divi's temple.The king has been following them quietly.

After a while, they came to the temple.The broad pavement around the temple is paved with cobblestones, and in front of it there is a large building that can accommodate hundreds of people.A large area of ​​blood was clearly visible in front of the Buddha statue not far away, and it was obvious that someone had been killed.Divi, who has ten arms, holds tightly in her right hand a spear through which the body of the giant Maheshha has been penetrated; in her left hand she holds the tail of a serpent and the hair of a giant.The chest of the dead giant still bears the bite marks of the poisonous snake.The rest of her arms spread out radially like a peacock spreading its tail, and there is an eye in the palm of each hand, and each hand holds a kind of utensil.Leaning her body against a lion, she looked extremely leisurely.

Pobel clasped his hands together, kneeling and squatting devoutly, and said kindly to Divi: "Oh! My respected goddess, I am willing to sacrifice my son to you in exchange for the king's life."

Then, Pobel made his son kneel in front of Divi. He knocked his son down to the ground with all his strength, and then drew out his sword, only to see that the child's head had rolled to the ground.His daughter watched her brother's tragic situation, and was extremely sad, so she drew out the knife and killed herself.The mother lost her two children and couldn't continue to bear this pain. With a wave of the sword, she also committed suicide.At this moment, facing such a scene, Pobel was stunned, his spirit had collapsed, and he murmured: "My child and wife are dead, what else can I do with this slave body, take a few lives Accept the king's reward?" After speaking, he burst into laughter, so he wiped his neck and went with his wife and children.

King Rupsen knew that it was irreparable. Looking at the dead family, he was heartbroken and said sadly: "It's all because of me. I let the Pobel family die tragically. They are the heroes of our country. However, I don’t want their family to die in vain like this, how can I make their death worthwhile, it’s time for me to do something, this is the minimum morality.” After speaking, King Rupson quickly drew his sword and prepared to die. suicide.At this time, Diwei blocked his sword and said in a commanding tone: "What request do you have, I have enough blood."

"Goddess of Mercy, please let my faithful servant live again, and his wife and children." King Rupsen knelt on the ground and begged.Diwei was moved by everything in front of him, and suddenly his conscience broke out. He took out a bottle he took from Patra. This bottle contained the fairy dew that could make people live forever. The dead would wake up immediately after drinking it. And full of spirit.Afterwards, Pobel's family was saved and hurried back to their home.After that, the king invited Pobel to take charge of the government and govern the country together.

After a long time, Betar said solemnly: "Pober is a hero. He would rather give his life to save his king and the country! I believe that if a country has such a loyal servant, then those greedy people must I would be ashamed of myself. My lord, I ask you a question. Of these five, who do you think is the greatest idiot?"

"Despicable, shameless guy!" Wickram scolded, he would never allow vampires to speak so rudely, insulting loyalty and family affection, virtue of obedience and noble thoughts, "I can tell you that the world's greatest The idiot and noblest man of all, is King Rupson."

"Why?" Bertar questioned.

"Because, you are a fool," the king said angrily, "Pobel sacrificed his son for his saving the king and the country. The son will never obey his father, and his wife and daughter are willing to sacrifice their lives. Because someone has set an example for them. The whole family has sacrificed their lives for the king, and King Rupson is willing to give up his royal power in return for them, and live and die with them with his own life. A king can regard his life as A straw, isn't he the most noble person? Therefore, I think he is the most worthy of our praise."

"You are so right, King Vikram," Betal said with a dark smile, "you are always climbing trees, and they are all such tall trees, even if you have Hanumaen (monkey God) like vigorous limbs, now you must be very tired."

As soon as the words fell, Betal disappeared from the pocket on the ground.

However, Betal's fate was pitiful after all. Before he ran far, he was put into the pocket by King Wickram.So, he started his old way again - telling stories.

(End of this chapter)