At Shule...
âDAMN IT!!!â City Lord Rajmaya slammed her fist on her little table, jolting the items on it.
A plate of piping-hot naan fresh from the fire, a platter of delectable roasted lamb, and a cup of fine alcohol; all of these fine delicacies were smashed to the ground.
Rajmaya cursed with reddened eyes, âThose damned Tang slaves! Accursed remnants of the Shu clan! They arenât going to let it rest, are they?!â
She would have never thought that a remnant of the massacred Shu clan would suddenly appear years later and wreak havoc. Even more so, she could have never imagined that Bikna, whom she greatly valued, would fall for their dirty tricks and be taken down...
She assumed that Bikna must have fallen for the enemiesâ tricks, for there was no way someone as valiant as her could have been defeated in a frontal battle. There was no doubt that the Shu clan had resorted to underhanded methods!
Recalling Biknaâs lifeless words through the transmission tool made her heart ache.
âDispatch our troops right now!â Rajmaya roared. âWe have to rescue Bikna!â
Bikna was the leader of her personal guards, as well as an esteemed warrior recognized by all in Shule. She couldnât afford to lose such a hero!
âIt should still be possible to salvage the situation...â
Rajmaya tried to calm down and analyze the situation.
First, we have massacred most of the Shu clansmen. There wonât be that many of them left. They could rally the bandits, the other Tang slaves, as well as the other racesâ slaves to join their cause, but their army will be lackluster nevertheless.
I reckon they only have 200 to 300 soldiers at most.
Bikna is a formidable warrior, not to mention she has a team of veterans with her. She should be able to put up a fight even when caught by surprise. At least, she should be able to stall for time.
Also, thereâs a talented apothecary I have been wanting to recruit living at the place where Biknaâs expedition team headed to. I have been sending valuables over now and then, so I donât think Baysema would turn a blind eye to Bikna if she seeks her help.
In conclusion, this is a pathetic attempt at an uprising by those pitiful slaves.
âThe Shu clanâs remnants must have either stumbled upon a divine relic or a powerful mage with evil ambitions, but if you think that this will shake my rule...â Rajmaya sneered. âIâll show you AviÌci.â (T/N: Avici is the lowest level of hell in Hinduism, where the worst sinners go.)
Her army quickly gathered under her orders.
âMy warriors!â
The Tibetans had been ruling with an iron fist in recent years, so those from the other races viewed them in hostility. Some of the powerful Hans living in the cities were also unhappy with the Tibetans.
If we could exploit this chance to take over Shule and raise the flag of rebellion...
Abbot Palkyi began moving the prayer beads faster.
Everyone in the prayer room stared at him with tense eyes as they waited for his verdict. As much as this was a good opportunity for them, it had happened in the spur of a moment, such that they werenât prepared to launch an attack either.
The garrison Tibetan guards were still a formidable force to deal with, and they didnât have a lot of weapons at their disposal. Furthermore, even if this wasnât a trap, Rajmaya would have made arrangements beforehand to secure the city.
But so what?
None of them here feared death!
Just then, a little monkâs exclamation echoed outside.
âMaster! The pond!â
With a bam, the little monk dashed into the prayer room with a pale face. He pointed outside with a trembling finger. âThe lotus in the pond!â
The lotus buds in the pond had blossomed all of a sudden, but the lotuses that emerged were neither snowy-white nor vibrant like the evening afterglow. No, they were pitch-black!
âBlack lotuses?!â
âThis...â
Everyone was tongue-tied.
Even though they were fake monks, they were still devout Buddhists. The sight of blossoming black lotuses, which symbolized death, sent shivers down their spine.
Abbot Palkyiâs prayer beads moved even faster. âThe lotuses have blossomed, but they are all black lotuses?â
He looked eastward and murmured, âI heard rumors that Kucha has plunged into eternal night. Could Buddha be trying to relay something to us?â
Abbot Palkyi put his hands together. âAmithabha.â
A moment of thought later, he opened his eyes and said, âWe canât afford to wait anymore. Commence the operation!â
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