"This is impossible, hashtag. We may go to the west to close the gate there, but what about the fate of the residents who are displaced here?"
"As long as we do it can overcome all the problems that befall this city, so do it as much as we can, without the need to think about the consequences that might happen. But rest assured, everything is fine."
"Moreover, what you plan, hashtag?" Feis asked.
"I know you are hesitant with my opinion," Tagar pleaded as he stepped towards the window of his room, "Isn't the residents who exist can help us to overcome this problem?"
Feis shook his head slowly, "Maybe ... but we can't force them," he said.
"Alright ... we only need a few people who can accompany us both to the west, to close the gate. While the other residents, we ask for help to them to stay here, in order to oversee the residence of Marshal and also provide protection for helpless residents," Tagar explained.
Feis was silent for a moment to think about the opinion of the hashtag which for him was very heavy, because asking for help from residents was very impossible, because the residents who were there three-by four were people who were already on his age.
But there is no other choice, besides running what has been said by the hashtag, "Alright," said Feis.
Both of them began to carry out plans from the hashtag, by holding a small meeting with the residents who were there, before starting their mission.
In the hall where the residents of Rinjani City were displaced, there were three soldiers who were entertaining residents in various ways, so that those who felt the dilemma would be. Those who feel suffering can be free from shackles. And those who feel life on the verge of death, will understand the path of destiny that has been determined without the need to run from the reality.
All three entertain residents in different ways.
There are those who play flute in a very distinctive tone, as a peacemaker for every soul who feels afraid of disaster that befell them, so that they are free from shackles.
There are also those who tell the story of the Knight Donations in a very cunning style in order to ignite the fighting spirit that is still young at fighting and upholding justice, for those who walk in the dark like a few years that are rampant in the Triani empire. And others choose to entertain residents who feel bored with the existing situation so that they can accept all of that gracefully, without having to blame anyone. Because all of that goes according to the plan determined by the creator of decades before the world was formed.
The young manner is a gatekeeper who managed to escape when the intruders carried out an attack on them. While some of their friends who were assigned together to keep the gate they did not know for sure the situation of their friends. But the pertikan between some of their friends and the intruders could not be avoided, because they resisted to protect their city.
This was proven by the three of them who initially resisted the intruders but the difference in their strength was very far. Therefore the three chose to escape and immediately reported the incident to the hashtag and Feis, but their efforts were foiled by the residents who asked for help from them when the three rushed to the residence of Marshal Gatzriel.
The three soldiers stopped chatting when the hashtag and Feis came to the hall.
"What's wrong, hashtag?" asked a soldier who had played a flute.
The hashtag looked at him for a moment, before taking his gaze to the residents who were there, "I think enough. One eye, with the help of the three soldiers and also the citizens, we can carry out our plans," he pleaded.
"What's wrong, hashtag?" Asked the soldier again, because it was ignored by the hashtag.
"Silence first you," pleaded the tagar in a very flat tone, but the look on his face was really very unfriendly with the soldier because of their negligence in carrying out the tasks that were assigned so that this disaster occurred. But the hashtag does not insist further in this situation because for him to act against the three soldiers in front of the residents, it will complicate the situation that befell them now.
"You two, follow me," pleaded Tagar to the other two soldiers, before taking his eyes to Feis, "you and him, gather some residents who can help us," he continued.
"Where do you want to go?" Ask one eye, confusion with the actions taken by the hashtag.
"Wait here," said the hashtag, before leaving them all there, followed by the two soldiers he invited.
"You..."
"Yes, Feis. What should I do now?" asked the soldier.
"Help I gather young people with young people," pleaded Feis.
"Alright, but among the residents there are only a few people who seem to still have a high soul of the knight."
"No problem, we only need a few people. So, it's enough to help us," said Feis.
"Heee! What are you planning?" asked the soldier confused. On the other hand he did not know the plans taken by the hashtag with Feis.
"You will find out, after helping me gather these people."
"Alright," the soldier answered, before calling some people who to him, these people could help the hashtag and FEIS solve the problem that befell them.
*****
Tagar steps bring the two soldiers to a special room in which there are various weapons. Starting from the spear neatly lined up on the walls and also swords scattered in each of the flaws of the room, making the two soldiers confused.
On the other hand both of them were very surprised, because this was the first time they entered the room.
Plus in the middle of the room there is a small box like a very long crate, with the whole outside decorated with gold.
"Senior, what box?" asked one of the soldiers who wanted to know the contents of the chest.
"I don't know, because I was prohibited by Marshal to open the coffin," answered the Tagar.
"This is the right time to find out what is in the chest, seniors," said another soldier.
"No ... now, choose the weapons here, at least the weapon is suitable for you!" Tagar said.
"Wait. I want to open the chest, senior."
"As long as I don't want to, then it's a good idea to do not do stupid things," pleaded the hashtag with a very furious face, before taking a sword that was neatly attached to his right waist, "now the right time to finish off the two of you," he continued while carrying out attacks on the two soldiers so that a soldier who initially wanted to know what the contents of the box, discouraged because of fear of his life in his host.
"What are you doing !!!"
Tagar chuckled staring at the two very cynically, "If, not because of your negligence, our city is not exposed to a disaster like this."
"Aware of seniors !!! We did make mistakes, but we ourselves do not intend to harm the city that has given us life," pleaded one of the soldiers with great guilt.
Again, the hashtag laughed teasing both of them, "You think I can trust you," pleaded the hashtag, before flowing a little inside to the sword, "accept your death, ristoriver," said the hashtag.
At the same time the soldier moved quickly to fend off the speed of the sword from the hashtag. But unfortunately before the sword he swirled to withstand the attack from the hashtag, could reach the hashtag sword, the Padang fell to the ground.
The hashtag chuckled, while holding back the attack he wanted to give to Ristoriver, "You stupid! Choose a sword that is suitable for you to use," said Tagar, before directing the sword to other soldiers, "Thank you," he continued.
Very easily the soldier withstand the attack from the hashtag, but his wrist was very painful due to the attack from the hashtag containing internal energy.
"Stop! What the hell is this," pleaded the soldier while holding his wrist which was very painful.
Again, the hashtag laughed in the soldier, "Accept this," he pleaded.
The hashtag then released another attack to find out how far the soldier survived. But unfortunately the sword of the soldier apart from his grasp, because the soldier let the hashtag take such actions.
On the other hand the craftsmen are no longer able to withstand their attacks so that the sword from the hashtag has missed the wall in front of them.
"Stupid ... A soldier must have a strong defense both from inside and outside," said the hashtag.
"Senior ... If you want to try us, it's not like this either," pleaded Ristoriver, who began to realize that the hashtag only wanted to try their knight soul.
Tagar chuckled, "You have to learn a lot, for the sake of protecting our city," said the hashtag, before taking a few swords and rushed to overtake both of them, "Hurry up! We don't have much time," he continued.