The Amazing Joni's
CHAPTER 22: TWENTY TWO

The royal palace courtyard was empty. The guards stood guard in front of the gate, carrying long spears. Dress war. One or two on the front porch. Also in war clothes. Brake ordered them all on standby. He knew very well about the coup volume II. Moreover, the sniper would come back to tease him.

From a distance of 200 meters under the shade of trees. We agreed to start bluffing. Sem is the first act. The target was not just two gatekeepers, but anyone on the veranda of the palace. Sem gave rise to his new bow, longer, more sturdy, his range of arrows was also further.

“Do that twice, Sem.” I'm requesting. Sem nodded, got it.

Sem unfolds a bow, takes an arrow from the arrow rest, puts it on a new bow, takes aim. It was not the two bodyguards in front that were targeted, but the end of the roof of the royal palace. King Lan and his two guards looked puzzled. Sem smile. Just look at my actions, lord king. For now, don't ask too many questions. That's what she meant by smile. One thing I just realized in this scene is that the game complement did not realize that Deni and I were players. They consider us natives of this place. Not like the previous scene.

One arrow shot straight into space. As one of Sem's abilities, it did not have half way, the arrows were already able to divide into hundreds of new arrows. The ability of splitting arrows was better and faster than before. If the target distance was even further, it would make the arrows split into thousands. So the hundreds of arrows prepared to rain down, without realizing anyone in the royal courtyard. The two royal guards got their rations, two arrows. Each one hit a vital organ, died instantly. Some of the royal guards who passed by in the courtyard also suffered a similar fate. A commotion broke out, cries for help rang out here and there. That is exactly what we expected from our plan. The commotion lured the soldiers who were inside out.

Without needing to be ruled again, the second arrow of Shem slid, splitting into hundreds. This time more victims fell. The bewildered crowd was an easy target for hundreds of arrows. Before finally the group of soldiers who were inside the palace realized that it was just bait. The roofs of the building were also scattered, the fountain in the front yard was shattered by the rain of arrows Sem. No more of those soldiers came out. So far, our first plan has gone smoothly.

“Enough for the action of that arrow, Sem. Now it's my turn to show the nose. You follow behind” I smile, this looks like it'll be easy. “You four wait here. I'll give you a sign when you can sign in.” I left, Shem followed me behind, entering the palace courtyard that was already clear of guard.

The royal palace had only one floor. Floor with shiny marble and a little slippery, clear. The throne room was slightly behind. More front rooms for important government officials and important commanders of the kingdom. As per the direction of the Lan king, we both already knew the exact location of the chamber. Me and Sem thought Has would be there. At the moment we do not know if the kingdom is fully taken by Rem.

The journey to the room was not smooth. Some soldiers came up with various weapons. Shem occasionally helps from behind, by throws arrows from narrow crevices, the arrows are always on target. At the moment, it is no longer distinguishable. Where are the soldiers who are still loyal, where the soldiers who have really betrayed. If they attack, assume they are part of the betrayal. So far there are no significant obstacles. I smoothly launched an attack, even with just a wave of the hands of a few soldiers had already fallen down. The gloves I bought from this Sabana country helped a lot.

“Do we need to split up, Jon?” Sem asked, the two of us continued to rush inside, running.

“No need, Sem. We'll be there soon.” I answered with certainty.

The soldiers of the kingdom continued to get in the way, occasionally physical contact ensued. Sem is experienced, he also took the plunge to help, although not his skill in fighting with jotos. Such a warrior was obviously easy for him, nothing more than a lion in a sand country. I unleashed a punch, dozens of the soldiers bounced, hitting the concrete walls. Make cracks. I seem to be overreacting. The lights are even falling. Crushed to pieces. The bodies of the soldiers instantly disappeared from the game.

We arrived at the designated room.

“You're sure this is the room?” Sem pointed at the doorknob. Doubtful.

I'm nodding. I'm so sure. This kingdom was indeed different from the kingdom of customs. There are such rooms in the office for the palace officials. A special room for the king was also made like this. It's even in the back.

Shem pushing the door. Peeping slowly. Silent. There are no harmful movements from within. When the door was fully open, an unpleasant sight was painted on the eye pelukan. Someone with a hole in the chest, a throne that was thrown from where it came from somewhere. Me and Sem walked over, taking cautious steps.

The body lay helpless. She dead? I don't know. His mouth was gaping, a large hole surrounded by blood was scratched in the upper abdomen, near the chest. Her clothes were moist with blood. Sem checked the toppled and bounced throne. There are also holes in the backrest, such as slices of thin and sharp objects. Perfect penetrance.

“I'm not sure. But for a while, this person we can conclude is Has, the new king of this kingdom.” Sem concluded.

I looked up, looking at the face of Sem who was still staring at the cold and stiff body. Has she? How come? Who did? Or who are the criminals?

“We can't be sure Jon. Perhaps only the Lan king could draw a conclusion. We better make a sign so Deni and the others can come here.” Sem has already taken one arrow from his arrow rest.

“Wait, Sem. Where's Rem?” I held Sem's hand.

Sem and I were silent for a moment. Has has already staged a coup. But where's Rem? Didn't according to the Lan king, they were close friends, business friends of forbidden goods? If my guess is correct, this isn't just an ordinary coup. This is a coup on top of a coup. And we will seize the coup on top of that. So be a coup on two coups. Assault on top of rebellion by rebels. The brakes? Where's she? Don't-don't you?

I directly hit the roof of the room, making a hole as big as a palm. The blow I took out was able to strike as one would. I can control energy expenditure and wind pressure. So that the impact of the blow will not harm anyone I do not want to hit. Sem then threw an arrow through the hole I made it. Give a sign to Deni and the Lan king if they can already enter.

Previous deal. Give a sign if two possibilities occur. First, if Sem and I are no longer able to fight the enemy. Two, if the king of Has had really lost (easily). But those two possibilities are completely unproven. This is where the plans we have put together have changed. Previous strategies were ignored. Where's Rem?

The arrow had already slid through the roof of the royal palace (with no splitting). That means Deni's entourage has seen the sign. They'll be on their way here in a few minutes. Shem and I waited inside while watching Has's body lying down.

“Sem, have we forgotten something?” I'm beta. She looked up, raising her hand. Whahuh?

“Isn't everything in this game that has been killed his body will disappear? Look at this body. There is still.”

Shem watching the goals. Holding the blood vessels in the wrist. “She is still alive.”

I immediately flinched, taking a few steps back. Almost got sucked. Is he still alive? Sem nodded.

“But his body is no more energy. This is almost the same as a stroke that occurs in humans. He was not dead, but it was impossible to be able to move normally like a living person. Sooner or later, he'll die.” Sem explained.

I raised my hand. What are we supposed to do? This man was a coup plotter, before he himself was also in a coup. Sem shrugged his shoulders. I don't know.

Waited for a moment. Slender. There were no royal warriors trying to attack anymore. Everything's completely gone, dead. Because fighting. There was no prohibition from the Lan king to withhold power. Finish those who fight. Some of the soldiers who were still loyal to the Lan king were likely killed by Has's men, or perhaps Rem. All that remained of this resistance were pure Has's men. Everyone is dead too.

Silent. Waiting. The body in front of us did not move.

While Deni and King Lan's entourage had not yet gone to the palace room, even though they had seen the sign that Sem gave. Obstructed. Blocked by something big. Something that won't get them off the hook, unless it's me and Sem who come back to see them.

The body just appeared. From behind, without the slightest hint of anyone noticing, even signs of his presence. The body does one kick. Four people instantly bounced, thrown straight into the forest, away from the palace. Roll around incessantly, as long as nothing sustains the body. The kick effect was truly incredible. Some branches are broken, leaves are scattered. Cribbed. Deni hissing. The two bodyguards stood up, their bodies already used to being hit. Help the Lan king stand up. The figure who kicked them was no stranger, especially to the Lan king.

“Rem! Why is he here?” King Lan hissed, his body was already not too strong to resist the kick, two bodyguards helped him stand up.

“So this is called Rem. I imagine he is a flat yellow man, it turns out my guess misses.” Deni ran, wielding a sword. Targeting a body that is either real or not.

The sword swing was shining. His slash shot out from a distance of three meters. The closest distance to attack Deni. But that body, his face, his expression, as if it didn't matter. Relaxed. Just one side step. Yeah, just one sideways step. Rem managed to dodge the attack. Deni's sword slash slashed fiercely against the huge trees, subverting whatever was in front, breaking the stone, scattering the leaves that were lying on the ground, as long as the energy of the slash was still present. Until finally the process was gone out of energy. Deni took a few steps back. His voice began to worry. Clearly, the man before him, despite being thin, black, and strange, but the one who could dodge his attacks with such a close distance was not an indiscriminate person.

Non-rigid. The leaves swung on his hands. Falling to the ground, closing the path of the sword scratches. Deni rubbed his face. Sweat out.

“Because I like to walk in the woods.” The brakes are relaxed. Hand shut. The face was always cold.

“What Has asked you to hold us here?” King Lan asked again, releasing the papers of the two bodyguards.

Brakes smiled, releasing his mouthfuls. “The new king is no more.”

Deni looked up, he already smelled the smells of betrayal.

“What do you mean, Rem? King Lan looked at that cold face with a haggard expression.

The cold face smiled back. “Do I need to explain it to you, lord of the former king? He has betrayed you, taken over your kingdom, taken away everything you have. I don't know, people believe him or not. I don't know if people still believe in you or not. You're too weak. Why ask someone who has taken everything from you? Why worry about him? He's traitor. King Lan, join me. You can help me to bring people's trust back. I will lead, and you can be the royal advisor.”

King Lan was silent. No comment. Shocked, in his mind already plastered fate Has. Dead in Rem's hands.

The slash of the sword again shot out, twisting, glittering, shining brightly. The brakes easily dodge, without even looking. Deni growled, he seemed to be nothing in this place. His existence is not considered. And it made his anger explode. The betubi-tubi (blind incursion) attack is launched. Right tebas, left rebate, top sabet, bottom sabet. Niente. Rem's face and gaze looked at king Lan, his body moving agilely avoiding the sword attack. Too strong, too great. Deni finally nodded. All his attacks were in vain.

“What's the way you fight, black, skinny!?” Deni exclaimed, his gaze made as sharp as possible.

Rem didn't care about the taunts. He continued to wait for the answer from King Lan. Deni is growling. Back attack. This time not with a slash, not with a slash, but with a stab. The sword-eye moved straight in the grasp of his master's hand. Straightening, targeting the hull. If it cannot be attacked with distance. Eating Deni will make it without distance. Trying to stick the sword deeply through the hull. Or maybe a heart. There were still two choices in his mind.

Constantly attacked, constantly dodging. Finally bored the brakes. Bored because as in the opponents of children who want to snatch toys from adults and bored because his invitation to the king of Lan never get an answer. When the tip of the sword was a split inch longer touching Rem's clothes, the body disappeared. Quick. Appearing behind Deni. Telak, a hard kick from behind hit the back. Deni bounced a dozen meters. Not a powerful kick like the beginning of its appearance, but more to ordinary kicks.

“You're aware of the boy? It was just a regular kick. That's your kick. I don't even have to expend a fraction of a percent of my energy to do that. You better go home and report to your father. Whine and tell me if any of your friends are judging you.” Rem spoke without staring. His gaze remained on the Lan king.

Deni. Groaned. The energy seemed to have drained away. Crawling. Trying to stand up again. Legs numb. Damnit damnit! What kind of creature is this?

“Listen to king Lan! If you don't want to join. Forced, your head I made a royal hallway decoration. All the soldiers will see it. Even the people of this country, if they want to. I can make an exhibition of precious objects, many objects in this antique kingdom that attract attention. One of them is your gray head.” Brakes chuckles. I don't know since when he started cackling.

Two guards growled furiously. The two without cue simultaneously attacked. What power, they're just regular bodyguards. Expert fight? Ja. The experienced? Ja. But their opponents? That's what makes them helpless. The two bodies were bounced away. Even the trees could not hold their bodies. Keep sliding until invisible. Whether they were dead or not, or had even lost their lives before the body came to a halt, stuck in a huge boulder.  The two bodies finally disappeared, disappearing. The leaves tingled, falling from his hands. It was a punch, not a kick. The brakes release it with force. There was a white puff of smoke from a fist that was still raised to chest level. One punch, two soldiers could be lifeless.

King Lan just silently stared, staring at the jeri of his two guards who had already perished. Can't do much. In his country, no one was able to hit that strong. Even the Has he knew. The brakes all along had actually kept all that power away from him.

“Now it's your turn, lord of the former king.” Rem stepped slowly, approaching the old stiff body.

While Deni was still trying to stand up, his legs were numb. His steps were heavy, his sword also fell down. A difficult situation. As he was about to punch, the man with the black body suddenly stepped back. One arrow almost hit his left shoulder, missed, then stuck in a sturdy tree trunk. Sem released the arrow from a distance, applying the original means of an archer. While I, running as fast as it is. Take off the punch before reaching a distance of ten meters. The brakes did not budge from where they stood. But his feet sank underground to his ankles, holding my punch.

Second punch, I jumped high. Hit again. But, baby, the body has disappeared. I hit the ground where Rem's legs were buried. Make the leaves around the place wavy, like the top layer of water exposed to soap droplets. The wind around the place was roaring loudly. Flying branches. Brake's missing.

I'm searching. Look over. Where's she? It was dangerous if Rem suddenly appeared behind the Lan king, then beat him mercilessly. Deni was also the same, his legs had started to feel light. Sem is even more anxious. The bow and arrows were on standby. Seek out. Facing an enemy that has this kind of ability is indeed annoying. Rem might be able to see our confusion out of nowhere, but we're not.

“Den, protect king Lan.” I said slowly. Calling Deni who is moving closer. Like sneaking.

‘Sial! The jet black man even played hide and seek in the middle of the forest.” Deni. Piqued.

Looks deserted. Slender. The wind blows slowly. No power to shake the ends of the hair. Stifled by hundreds of trees. Where's Rem? Don't-don't..

“Sem!” I exclaimed.

Subterranean. The hand gripped. Sem's feet sink to the knees, pulled down. The brakes are underground. Losing balance, Sem was powerless to aim at his arrows. Rem still holding both his legs. The body came out rushing, dismantling the ground around. Sem's legs were locked, his body accompanying Rem's upward movement. Brake flying? I don't know. Ever since we were in the sand country, we've seen people who can fly. Not weird. The brake carries the Sem hurtling upwards, like a rocket. Holy hooch! Don't-don't!

The guess is true. The brakes will come back. He threw the body back to the ground. Both? No. gabe. The brakes could have disappeared before his body crashed. But Sem? It's really bad. Panicked. All panic. Deni covered his face, unable to watch the body hit hard on the ground. It's not just like falling off a plane, it's more than that. The brakes use its speed coupled with gravity. The speed of gliding from space exceeds the usual falling objects. Hard, very hard. Quick, very fast.

I'm trying to make a shield. Crossing hands, meaning to hold. Half the shield is ready. No. gabe. That's not gonna help. Hard tameng will add to the impact effect that endangers Sem. Urung, the shield disappeared again. There's nothing to do.

That's when we ran out of sense for the umpteenth time in this game. Something invisible is hurtling hard. From a distance, out of nowhere in this forest. A bullet took off from the muzzle of his weapon. The target move was locked. The bullet hit the right shoulder, the right shoulder of the brake. Too focused with Sem, the roar of strong wind when gliding, plus prepare to immediately get away from the body a fraction of a centimeter before touching the ground, making Rem unable to realize the presence of a bullet. The body finally detached, Sem's falling speed gradually slowed down, close to normal. Still, the distance is too high. Falling at any speed would be fatal.

Silent. Leaving two separate bodies hurtling towards the ground. Like an intercontinental missile. No time, no ideas, no opportunity. Shem looks like it's going to really hit the ground. For the umpteenth time, the lack of sense was re-imposed. Rem's body disappeared, not a fraction of a centimetre from the ground. But a few meters above it. He's moved out. While Sem's body moves more slowly, it gets slower. How come? The body was not even like someone falling, just like a floating object losing gravity. Sem's body landed perfectly, just like the moment it exited the portal.

I'm turning. King Lan did it. He lowered his raised hand.

“I think I can do that again. My body is too old.” King Lan gasped, his breathing irregular. Slowing down such an object drained a lot of energy from his body. No problem, Sem is safe.

One question. Well, I already know that what made Sem's body slow down was the strength of the Lan king who had just re-awakened from a long slumber. I don't know if he can use it again or not. What still makes the ends of my hair hung the question is why Rem took off Sem's body before hitting the ground. I can only catch a glimpse. But I'm not sure. A pistol? A gun? None of our group used that thing.

“That's what I call extra help. It turns out he really came. The weapons expert I mentioned earlier. A sniper.” King Lan was still stingy, his look was faint. The tip of his eyes is watering. I don't know what the cause is.

“Come? Why isn't he in our midst now?” Deni approached, asking. His feet were completely healed.

“It was indeed the duty of a sniper, Den. They are not close combatants. Just like me, I need distance to fight. They need more distance, even more than I need. One bullet fired from a sniper really has to be on target. From a distance of one kilo. They fought, but did not participate directly in the battlefield. Hiding.” Sem explained, rubbing his pale face that had just survived to hit the ground at meteor speed.

“I think the question and explanation are over, guys. That guy's still after us now.” I warned. The four of us turned our backs to each other, watching each other's backs. There's no way Rem does the same, settles from underground.

Non-rigid. Silent. The leaves of one or two fell from the stalk. The sunlight blocked the white clouds, blocked by hundreds of large trees. Stiffen.