Episodes 142. The Danger Ahead

"Say it, brother! Do you think staying to shut your mouth will solve our fight?!" I used this opportunity to ask him what he meant by that statement.

My intent to finish him off was gradually fading. Especially with how he remained silent without saying anything further since then.

Without giving another answer, my brother started walking and lifting his coffin. He lifted it sideways as if he was about to swing it.

*Wush!

As expected, he swung his coffin towards me. Unfortunately, the swing was too slow; even I only needed to step back casually to avoid that large object.

"Brother! Answer me!" I tried calling him. "Seeing you like this only makes me lose the desire to kill you!"

What I said wasn't a lie; the longer I felt like killing him, the more it turned into concern.

My brother kept swinging that coffin at me, but his swings were very slow like someone already exhausted.

"Is glue on your lips?! Where's your usual sly face on your disgusting face?!"

Again, he didn't answer and kept swinging the coffin. My worry, which had just changed, now turned into irritation.

"Damn it!" I finally steeled my resolve.

Both of my hands clenched while continuing to dodge his attacks.

Patiently, I waited for the opportunity.

Until finally,

*Wush!

The last swing had been made, and he was exhausted and gasping for breath.

"Brother!" I called out.

Suddenly, he slowly turned his head.

This was my chance.

*Thud!

A hard punch landed on his cheek, making him fall.

I didn't want to miss this opportunity and immediately mounted him. In that position, I raised my fist again and punched his mouthless face.

"Speak, idiot! Do you think I will be happy with your silence?"

*Thud! *Thud! *Thud!

Blow after blow landed on his face, his once smooth cheek instantly swelling and reddening. I kept hitting him, fueled by this emotion.

*Thud! *Thud! *Thud!

Please, speak up quickly!

I don't want to torture you!

Even though I could finish you off right now, I don't want to lose the answers I'm seeking.

I'm sure he must hold thousands of answers I need.

"Ras..." In a weak and hoarse voice, he finally spoke. "...Syid."

"Kill me..." He orders me with a tormented tone.

"Huh?! Why do you want to die instead?! What's the point of our fight earlier?!"

He's hiding something.

Something he definitely doesn't want anyone to know.

Something that might be causing him suffering for keeping the secret.

"Are you in pain?"

From my view of his face, someone must be preventing him from speaking.

"Did Nova make you shut your fucking mouth?"

That old woman's name was the only one that came to mind. She was the only one who could stand above the two of us.

Upon hearing my question, Rizki shook his head. "No... But something more terrifying..."

"Huh?! What do you mean?!"

Something more terrifying?

"Project Pangeran(Prince)..."

Upon hearing that project's name, I immediately remembered how it could control life with just a snap.

It doesn't mean they could determine human fate, but more like 'Your life is trash if you dare defy me.' Something like that was the impression of Project Pangeran(Prince).

Satisfied with that answer, I stood up from his body and walked toward the fence on the rooftop.

It was a bit challenging to reach that place due to the hole in the floor from the previous fight.

"Project Pangeran(God)." I looked at the sky, imagining how terrifying that project would be if realized.

Note: Pangeran means God in Javanese.

Whoever becomes the pangeran will have total control over Anitya and could know all their ins and outs.

So, for instance, if there was a theft case. The pangeran could see what the suspect saw and immediately make them the culprit. Another example is if there was a death penalty convict, then with just a snap, the convict's life would end.

"It would be terrifying if the title of Pangeran fell into the wrong hands."

This isn't good; being too focused on finding answers for myself, I failed to realize how dangerous that project was.

The existence of a royal family that emerged from the caste and was born from the existence of Anitya alone has already made the Nusantara unstable and in a state of equality crisis. And now there's something like this again. It can be assured that whoever holds that title, their family will also become like angels reporting to their God.

"Tch, what is really happening?"

I punched the fence I was leaning on and looked down, at where the previous fight occurred.

It seemed everyone had left and abandoned me.

This is for the best.

I don't belong there, even though I got in through connections.

Even shouting wouldn't work.

When I saw the place where the big fight had happened, I realized their departure also meant my departure from Podoagung School.

I was indirectly no longer a teacher there.

How ironic, I had once experienced the same thing but got a chance, and now I face the same problem, but without that chance.

.......

I stopped thinking and turned back to my brother.

Walking while looking at him still lying on the floor, I snatched the coffin from him and tried to forcefully open it.

During that thinking session, I also thought about my priorities right now.

And my priority is...

Myself.

It's useless to try to stop Project Pangeran if I don't know why and what I'm doing. So, by opening this coffin, I might find the answers I seek.

Because this coffin is my goal.

.......

*Crack!

My hand touched the coffin door, and its sound was like the pulse of rusty iron that had aged for decades.

*Tap!

But it seemed there was security here.

My brother's hand gripped my wrist tightly.

He looked at me with closed eyes but had awareness.

"Rizki?!"

I tried to resist, but while doing so, a strong wind suddenly threw me and severed my right hand, which was still being gripped by him.

While waiting for my hand to regenerate, I tried to analyze what had actually happened.

My brother fought with his eyes closed, and it seemed he was aware of what he was doing.

So, there is one possibility. This is a technique he hides.

Soulless Fight.

.......

Damn, I can't move!

Every time I take a step, he attacks with a hand wave that creates a very sharp wind wave.

When I tried to shoot my magic, he defended by creating a wall, or he could dodge it just by hearing the direction of the attack.

Right now, I'm in a cornered position.

Is this my bitter fate?

I've used various kinds of magic, but the result is still nil. How can I fight him?