C3 My life in prison

My life in prison

Arul Varman rushed on his horse to the place where the match was to be held the next day. His mind went there faster than his horse and the thought of somehow winning the match prevailed. The Nadu coast is famous for the excellence of Muttur pearls and the pearl trade along it is world famous.

It is one of the wealthiest countries of the Kumarik continent. King Indravarman was the one who ruled it with justice. He imposed taxes according to the convenience of the people and made the people live prosperously. There is no shortage of wealth in that country.

Indravarman had no male heir. The only daughter is Indra Rani. Shouldn't her future husband be a suitable king not only for her but also for the country? That's why this competition is open to anyone who wants to participate. The winner can also become king. In this, not only a man's valour but also his intelligence and character will be tested.

Mental strength is also very important to win in this. Every round of this match was arranged accordingly. Very few of them passed the first round. Those who fail the important command should remain in Muttur country jail for the duration. So the number of people who came and participated in the competition dwindled and eventually disappeared. Now Arulvarman has come from Kapadapuram.

The next morning the sun came up after a few hours. The whole town was refreshed by the sunshine. A ground was built near the palace in the middle of the town. Seats were arranged around it so that people could sit to watch the heroic games taking place there.

A stage was set up on one side of the ground. The royal family and a large number of people were seated in it. In the middle of it all, Queen Indra sat behind the curtain. The competition is held for her. How can it be without her? Swordplay is essential for the first match king. So the contestant must defeat the greatest swordsman of Muttur, Marudhan.

He will be rude looking. He has a big mustache and broad chest. He performed great feats on the tip of the sword. When he came to the middle of the field, the crowd cheered. Arulvarman came on his white horse with his lion head hilt sword to oppose him.

Seeing him, the congregation felt sorry for him and after comparing his power with Marutha's Power, they thought that he would lose within a few minutes of the fight. But Arulvarman was not disturbed by anything.

He took off his cloak and placed it on his mistress and entered the scene of battle. Some of the people were surprised to see his emaciated body and some sword scars found on it. Some believed in him. Maruthan saw the youth and laughed.

He sneered at his slender arms and lean body. Maruthan swooped down on him with his sword. To escape from it, the boy had to quickly move to one side and run several feet on the ground. Then Arulvarman said, "Come calmly, there is no rush."

Enraged at his words, he attacked him with great speed. This time he didn't flinch and very deftly blocked his sword. Their sword fight was a sight to behold. Maruthan ran and ran and endured. He came around and attacked from every angle. But Arulvarman did not move much from where he was and stopped him by moving only two feet. The end of the war is still unknown.

The crowd watched the war with wonder. Is it possible to see a single person not giving up even after a century? Isn't it? There was a doubt that As time passed Maruthan realized a truth. He realized that wherever his sword went, the enemy's sword was already there.

It was understood that he was not really at war with himself but was playing with himself. He realized that he had met a great hero whom he had never met in his lifetime.

So he continued the war cautiously. He felt that if he alone did not win, the enemy would wear him down in a defensive battle. "Can we end the war?" asked Arulvarman with a smile. Immediately Maruthan's sword flew in the sky. Blood slowly oozed from his elbow. The congregation saw it.

It sounded right. How could he defeat their country's greatest swordsman with such indifference? Arulvarman was declared victorious. Not killing the doctor showed his character. Seeing that, the king was also surprised to see the skill of the hero.

He was declared qualified for the next competition. The smile on Arulvarman's face did not change. He left the field smiling. Putting her hand around the neck of her patron hero. Towards that coastal market, his prowess made him famous. Many young men followed him. But he drifted towards solitude.

As the evening faded, Sun was spreAadhing his rays in the sea water and turning the sea water into gold. He was giving the illusion as if the sea soil had turned into gold near it. There were some temporary pools raised by the sea waves. A white lady was rolling in a pool and bathing in it. Near it he made an oven with three stones and cooked the loot in it. "Veera bath is enough, come out," said the lady.

Arul varman got up and started bathing the horse. He turned to hear laughter from behind, "What are you doing, warrior?" She said. "Come on madam" he greeted. And he said, "I am bathing my horse." "Why don't other players do this?" she said. "There is no use even if there are no players now," she said with surprise, "Why do you say that?" He said, "A Devi Veeran should take care of his own horse, sword, and wife."

She said, "That's right, hero, why are you calling me Devi?" Devi said, "Men should be respectful in their looks and words to the women they are dealing with." , "Of course Veera" she said, "Why do you call me Veera" and he asked, "Goddess, this country has seen your bravery today".

He scrunched his face and bathed his wife and prepared food. Admiring it. She was also present and came near to stroke the horse and he stopped it. He said, "Devi, stand back, this wicked man will not let a stranger approach him.

"What?" She asked, "He can only carry two people, and only those two will be included. Anyone else is a danger." She asked in surprise, "Does a horse know so much?" He said, "Yes, Devi, this high-ranking patron will not let all of them get close to him.

It is possible to suppress him only if he understands that they belong to him." She also stayed away. And she asked, "One of the two tamers of this horse is the other." He said, "Didn't you hear the reason why I am participating in this competition? Wait a minute" and left the horse ready and came near her. He started to tell his story and said natively, "My life in jail".