How To Divorce My Husband
0068. Pacte de the Duke of Edinburgh (Blood covenant of the Duke of Edinburgh)

0068. Pacte de the Duke of Edinburgh (Blood covenant of the Duke of Edinburgh)

“What's up, Sir? You seem to be worrying about something.”

The question came from one of the Duke of Edinburgh's trusted soldiers when they returned to their seats. Watching a key witness ready to unlock the truth to the world.

“Something will happen.”

Khayansar's hunch says so. Something is going to happen in that room. I don't know what, but usually the hunch that comes to him is never wrong. He just waited, what was really going to happen in the room. Will there be another barrier to the opening of truth? Remembering sometimes God knows how to draw out situations and conditions.

Sometimes, at one time the truth is difficult to uphold, even though it has tried as much as possible. However, that does not mean that the truth will always lose to error. There will be a time when the truth will prevail against evil. That time is still a mystery. Truth is never lost to error. It all depends on time.

“Who is that person?” khayansar's mind when seeing someone has just entered the room, even though the court has been opened for a long time.

The movements of the figure in question looked suspicious. It comes with covered clothes as well as a head covering, making it seem mysterious. Khayansar's premonition is increasingly catching suspicious radar. There's gonna be something going on. The appearance of the mysterious figure can be a yardstick or just a sign.

Not long after, the premonition that he had felt from the beginning showed his existence. The suspicious figure who came in the middle of the trial suddenly opened the head covering that protected part of his face, then the fateful incident happened so quickly that Khayansar could not be stopped. Starting from the sound of the explosion of long barrel weapons in a row. Following Kyara's body, which then fell to the floor with fresh blood splattered everywhere, as well as a terrified scream that sounded like a deafening ear, became the beginning of the tension that occurred in the room.

Khayansar and his men also acted immediately. Ungoverned, his well-trained accomplices instantly evacuate the key witnesses they have. Judging by the location of the gunshot wound, the mysterious figure was indeed intent on killing Kyara. However, if God still wanted to give the innocent servant a chance, his life could still be helped.

With fury gathered and tried to be muted, Khayansar immediately drew the sword from its wrapper. Perhaps the mysterious figure did not know that messing up the trial run by the High Court would get him sentenced to death. Especially if it hurts witnesses, especially key witnesses.

“You're tired of living?” khayansar asked coldly as she pointed her sword towards the mysterious figure called “paman” by the King of Robelia. “What are you aware of your actions?”

The mysterious figure did not budge. He even casually smiled slanted. “How dare you point a gun at a member of the royal family.”

Khayansar doesn't care. He had no intention of lowering his weapon. “Members kingdom or not, if you do not understand the law, you better shut up.” He's not daunted. Even if it is true that the interlocutor is the remaining member of the Robelia royal family.

According to his knowledge, the remaining Robelia royal family were only Kaizen and Kaezar from the lineage of the previous King of Robelia. In addition, there is the Archduke of Rhea family which is a cousin of Kaizen from the brother of the late King Robelia before. The rest are non-existent, as the remaining members of Robelia's royal family have moved to various lands, following their spouses.

Wait, looks like Khayansar forgot something. The man said he was still a member of the royal family. What could it be ... Klautviz de Mere?

King Robelia's half-brother before. The son of a street artist who became the concubine of the previous King Robelia (grandfather Kaizen and Kaezar). The owner of the title of heir is forgotten, because according to the royal lineage, he ranks fourth as the heir to the throne, but he can never claim the throne.

The order of the heir to the throne itself starts from the previous King Robelia (grandfather Kaizen and Kaezar), down to his eldest son (father Kaizen and Kaezar). Having only two sons, automatically, Klautviz de Mere took the third position as heir to the throne, which was after the second position was relegated to Kaizen, as crown prince of King Robelia. The presence of Kaezar then shifted the position of Klautviz de Mere to the fourth position as heir to the throne. His position was shifted two levels, becoming the sixth position after the birth of two daughters who were sisters Kaizen and Kaezar. However, the age of the two daughters did not last long.

Klautviz de Mere is back in fourth place. Although briefly, because not long after Kaizen officially married, his wife—Kayena— was said to be pregnant with the heir to the royal throne of Robelia. Automatically, his position was again shifted to fifth, considering that the baby born by the wife of King Robelia will automatically achieve the title of crown prince. If not their firstborn, then the title will be passed down to their next child.

It was increasingly difficult for Klautviz de Mere to claim the position of heir to the throne, if his nephew and his successors were still alive. His name was lost and forgotten, since he made King Robelia (father of Kaizen and Kaezar) angry. The reason for the King's anger is still confused, some say if Klautviz de Mere openly declared war between brothers, so the King was angry. There are also those who say that King Robelia at that time refused to give the title to the son of Klautviz de Mere who was born by a vocation woman (the woman who is usually called to accompany Senors from among the nobility). I don't know which is true, because after that Klautviz de Mere disappeared without a trace.

Two years ago, Klautviz de Mere was sighted in the capital city of Robelia. However, not for long. Later, Klautviz de Mere again disappeared without a trace. Its existence is always difficult to sniff.

“So you .. a member of the royal family who likes to disappear, like a shadow,” Khayansar said. “Klautviz de Mere,” he continued.

Not Klautviz Kadheston, as should the members of the Robelia royal family. But Klautviz de Mere who took the surname from his mother's family, because it was considered inappropriate to accept the Kadheston clan behind his name. Unlike Kaezar whose name is pinned by the Kadheston clan directly by the father. Yes, even so, Kaezar was also treated the same as Klautviz de Mere by other members of the royal family. Not considered worthy of inheriting the clan.

“You recognize me, eldest son Khiev de Pexley?”

Khayansar drew the sword that had been pointed at Klautviz de Mere. But that doesn't mean he's afraid. “I don't care even if you are Klautviz de Mere, uncle of my sister's ex-husband. I just want you to be responsible for the mess that is currently happening.”

“I didn't mess anything up, Young Master Pexley. I'm just sick of hearing lowly jal*ng like that waitress talk too much.”

“Not the waiter you should call jal*ng, but instead ..” Khayansar turned back. More precisely in the direction of Katarina is. “ .. dia.”

Klautviz de Mere followed Khayansar's view. “He is too majestic to be called as jal*ng,” reply. “Isn't that so, my nephew?” his gaze now turned to Kaizen.

Both Katarina and Kaizen, seemed to be still in shock with the sudden chaos in the middle of the court. Now, Khayansar has even intervened with a sword ready to slash the head of who I am who dares to fight him to uphold justice.

“Uncle, we'd better talk later. We are currently holding a trial,” Kaizen said later. This time he even bothered to leave the throne.

“Sure,” answered Klautviz de Mere while raising the tip of the long-barreled rifle he had used to shoot Kyara in the shoulder. “A long time ago we did not meet and talk.”

Kaizen nodded. “We will talk again after I finish the trial today,” he said. “Katarina,” she calls the woman. “You ... not forgetting my Uncle isn't it?”

The owner of the name shook his head stiffly. “M-ana maybe I forgot,” she replied in a soft voice. “He is Uncle Klautviz de Mere.”

Hearing his name being mentioned by Katarina, the man who had entered the age of four heads smiled in a slant. “Where might you forget Dad,” he said inwardly. “Katarina de Mere.”

There is a difficult gaze to be interpreted when Klautviz de Mere looked at the concubine of King Robelia. The gaze did not escape from Khayansar's pair of sharp eyes.

“Save a heartwarming meeting between uncle and nephew for next time, as there is currently something more important!” the words that Khayansar spoke again attracted attention. “Dear Lord Klautviz de Mere, did you know that the sentence of a person who disrupts the course of a trial held by the High Court will be sentenced to death?”

Klautviz de Mere looked indifferent. He's not daunted. Not affected, even though threatened with death. After all, he had more than seven times experienced events that almost made him die. So he no longer felt afraid.

“Please impose any punishment, I will not feel objection after killing the traitor against a member of the royal family.”

“As it turned out,” Khayansar's response now left her sword idle. “Klautviz de Mere is never afraid of death. Not knowing the rules and laws. Turns out the old rumors were true?”

Klautviz de Mere chuckled. A laugh that sounded very strange in the middle of the atmosphere was extremely gripping. Only he dared to laugh at such a situation.

“I am with you come to clear the name of your Sister who has become the former Queen a few days ago. Right so?” Klautviz de Mere who was not easily guessed by his actions, this time looked at Khayansar without fear. “Why should do various tricks just to clear one name that has been tarnished. If you ask him carefully, King Robelia will definitely do it soon.”

Not until two seconds, the sword belonging to Khayansar again swung. This time it stopped right where Klautviz de Mere's heart came from. “Cleaning my Brother's name is not a request, but it is your King's duty to uphold justice,” he said in a flat voice and expressionless face. “Today you have prevented attempts to clear my Brother's name. You think, I'll just shut up?”

“What can you do?” klautviz de Mere.

“Anything I can do, including dragging the King's mistress languishing in prison,” balah Khayansar.

“Then just do it if you can.”

Hearing Klautviz de Mere's words, Katarina was shocked. What the hell, the man confronted Khayansar who could not be compromised. Is it possible that the man deliberately did so to repulse Khayansar?

“Will I do, Dear Mr. Klautviz de Mere,” promise Khyansar. “However, if today I did not manage to drag that lowly woman into prison, someday I will make her prostrate before my Brother's feet.”

Khayansar de Pexley has promised. As proof of the promise he had made, one swing of the sword he used to scratch Klautviz de Mere's arm so that the man's blood soiled his sword. Then he used the same sword to make a wound on his own palm to bleed freshly.

A bloody agreement has been made. Although made verbally (not in writing), the treaty was very important for a soldier like Khayansar.

After keeping Klautviz de Mere quiet for a while, Khayansar turned towards Kaizen and Katarina who had already left their throne. With the sword still in hand, he approached a pair of humans whose behavior was no better than that of an animal.

No one dared to stop Khayansar, for even their King remained silent.

“Today's trial was chaotic whether because of a conspiracy or not, which must have been your duty to clear my Brother's name,” Khayansar said with a flat eye. Looking up at her ex-sister-in-law. “If all the evidence and witnesses I have shown still do not make you act, then do not be surprised when I return to this place with the aim to ravage your reign.”

After saying so, Khayansar put his sword back into place. Without many words, he then turned around and waltzed away, leaving the courtroom already not conducive anymore.

“Ah, one more.” Apparently, there is still something forgotten by the eldest son of Khiev de Pexley. Before actually going after his accomplices who had brought Kyara, he had time to say what he had forgotten. “Stop looking for My Brother, because neither you nor the ugly duckling man next to you will find him. Let's just say if my brother has returned to his rightful place. So, don't even think of messing with her life again.”

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It is not the same struggle Abang Khayansar 🤧 very gentle.

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Response 23-06-23