Chapter 265

The moment the King Wooden Pillar uttered his wish, the door formed of flames suddenly burst open.

Two hands reached out from within, tearing apart the firelight that was blocking them.

A pair of feet adorned with red fuel stepped on the still-burning charcoal.

Then, the fragrance, the pearly light, the flames—all transformed into the garments of that graceful figure.

The expression on the King Wooden Pillar's face froze.

He had to admit that she was indeed an extremely beautiful and captivating girl.

But how can I beat Drona in bed?

King Wooden Pillar points at the girl standing in the fire, glaring at Krishna: "Is this what you meant by 'sacrifice can solve problems'?"

"Certainly!"

Krishna laughed and stretched out his arms, "Welcome back to this world, Black Princess Cheryl—no, daughter of Progenitor Daksha, wife of the Mahadeva Shiva — Parvati!!!"

Thump.

That was the sound of the King Wooden Pillar falling to the ground.

His face was deathly pale, and his lips were trembling.

The Black Princess stood in the fire, breathing deeply, as if she were reliving this long-lost world.

Parvati turned to look at Krishna: "Who are you?"

"I am..."

Krishna moved his lips, but found that he still couldn't say Eris's name. "I am Krishna of the Yadu Clan."

"Thank u."

Parvati gave him an ancient salute. "And what time is it now?"

"Your Black Princess, the destruction of Mohenjo-daro marked the end of the Harappa era; the twenty-one massacres of the Kshatriya by Rama and the unification of Bharata marked the end of the Vedic Age; and now is the era of the Dharma."

"It's been so long already..."

Parvati put on her veil and looked at the King Wooden Pillar.

"You, you are the child I sought in the sacrifice!"

The King Wooden Pillar cried out in terror, "No matter what your past identity was, at least in this life, I am your father!"

Parvati then looked at Krishna, as if seeking confirmation of his opinion.

"According to the system of Dharma, that is indeed the case."

Krishna said.

"Alright, Father."

Parvati reluctantly put her hands together in prayer position.

Her memory was still of being thrown into the fire.

"Huff, huff..."

King Wooden Pillar struggled to his feet and looked at his daughter, who was already an adult the moment she was "born," his heart filled with complex emotions.

It must be admitted that with such a daughter, he will surely receive glory in the future.

But that's a matter for the future— Drona is still lurking outside the city gates.

"Master."

King Wooden Pillar looked at Krishna, "You must give me a solution."

"Don't rush, don't rush!"

Krishna chuckled, "Look at this Black Princess, isn't she of marriageable age?"

"Could it be..."

Krishna spoke slowly, "If Your Majesty were to hold a selection ceremony for the Black Princess, recruiting talented individuals from across the land, would Drona still dare to lead his army to attack the city?"

"He dares not! For the wedding of Kshatriya is blessed by the gods, and as Brahmin, Drona would never overstep his bounds."

"Drona simply wants you to keep your promise, but if your son-in-law is a peerless hero like Rama or Zamena, can he force you to keep your promise?"

"He wouldn't dare! Because your son-in-law also legally possesses sovereignty over this country. If Drona wants to defeat you, he must first defeat your son-in-law."

"Drona is a gentleman."

Krishna laughed and said, "A gentleman can be deceived by his principles."

Before long, news of King Wooden Pillar's decision to hold a son-in-law selection ceremony was delivered to Drona.

The latter's eyes trembled as he threw the silk scroll with writing on it hard onto the ground.

"This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"

Drona could clearly see that someone was giving the King Wooden Pillar pointers.

But he just couldn't lead his troops to launch a direct attack.

He can transgress the Dharma, but the Kurukshetra army cannot.

"Teacher, it's actually very simple."

Karna picked up the silk scroll. "Wouldn't it be fine if I just became the Black Princess's 'husband'?"

"You..."

Drona hesitated repeatedly.

"I will go to the selection competition for a son-in-law and beat all the other contestants."

Karna said.

She calmly stretched out her palm and swiped downwards.

"At that moment, the teacher leaped forward and shot an arrow straight at the head of the King Wooden Pillar..."

Drona's eyes flickered as he listened. "Alright, alright, we'll do it your way!"

Elephant City.

With the completion of the Lac Palace, the Pandavas moved in, and naturally a grand banquet was held.

The banquet was held not only inside the palace, but also on the long street outside the palace, lasting for three days and three nights.

Before going to war with Karna, Ekalavya had already instructed his mother and brothers not to attend the banquet.

However, most elders tend to be somewhat stubborn.

Perhaps they couldn't let go of their pride, or perhaps they felt they had lost face.

If it were a young child, this would be considered "rebellion," and elders would say, "Children don't need to worry about what adults do."

In short, when the mother saw the banquet on the Ekalavya street, she immediately forgot her son's instructions and not only ate herself but also brought her children to enjoy the feast.

As they were eating and drinking, two tall figures suddenly appeared beside them.

It turned out to be the Bhima and the Sahasra.

Are you part of the Ekalavya family?

The Bhima.

How did you know?

Ekalavya's mother was somewhat frightened.

"We are classmates with Ekalavya."

Bhima said, "If I had known you were a member of Ekalavya's family, I should have invited you in."

Ekalavya's mother, unsuspecting, led her five children into the Lac Palace under the guidance of Bhima and Sahasra.

The banquet on the long street was already extremely lavish, while the palace was filled with a rich and intoxicating fragrance that made people feel intoxicated.

The Nishada rushed joyfully to the feast and began to eat and drink to their hearts' content.

Arjuna appeared silently beside Bhima: "Have you gathered enough men?"

"It's all here, exactly six."

Bhima moved his lips, "Do you think Duryodhana would really be so audacious as to set fire to Elephant City?"

"I don't want to gamble either."

Arjuna's expression gradually turned cold. "But Krishna's prophecies are never wrong. In order to protect Mother and you, I have to make two preparations."

"If Duryodhana hadn't set the fire, then he would have simply treated these savages to a good meal."

"But if Duryodhana the fire, these savages will be our scapegoats."

As night fell, the banquets on the long street had ended, but the banquets in the palace were still going on.

Outside the palace, Duryodhana could no longer contain himself.

Shakuni's face was also filled with excitement.

The reason is that their operation went surprisingly smoothly.

There is only one possibility: that the king tacitly approved of all of this.

Yes, how could this weak Lord be content to be a puppet on the throne forever?

Even though he had resigned himself to his fate, he was unwilling to let Duryodhana be relegated to a subordinate position under Pandavas.

"It's late at night."

"Shakuni said."

"It's time."

"Duryodhana laughing," he said.

The next instant, bright flames began to appear in the corners of the Lac Palace, the flames licking every corner of the palace, bringing even more heat wherever they passed.

By the time people noticed the towering pillar of fire in the night sky, the entire Lac Palace was already engulfed in flames.

Lac Palace, Arjuna stared at the drunken Nishada woman and her children in the center of the banquet.

There wasn't much sadness in his eyes because these Nishada were Ekalavya's family.

But he still wore a sorrowful expression—this was Krishna had taught him.

"The insane and depraved Duryodhana actually set fire to Elephant City!"

Arjuna gritted his teeth, "Brothers, we can't delay any longer, let's go—and by the way, don't let Mother know."

"I've already made all the arrangements."

"This is a necessary sacrifice," said Yudhishthira deep voice. "These Nishada are not under the protection of the Dharma, so you don't need to blame yourself for it, Arjuna."

"I know, but..."

Stop being so long-winded.

The voice of the Bhima came from outside the door, "Didn't we already have a plan?"

"You're right."

Arjuna's face finally lost its sorrowful expression. "Let's go."

With the help of Bhima and Sahasra, two ascendants who had also embarked on the Path of the Beast, they easily made their way to the outside of the city through the tunnels that had already been dug.

Looking back at Elephant City, even from a distance, the towering flames can still be seen.

Where do we go next?

Kunti looked somewhat bewildered.

"As Krishna had instructed beforehand, we went to King Wooden Pillar."

Arjuna found his way.

So the group of six disguised themselves as Brahmin and headed towards the kingdom of King Wooden Pillar.