Weeping at the Border

At this moment, Bhishma understood why Dhritarashtra was so furious, because Dhritarashtra was indeed unworthy to be king. Pandu had died because of a curse, and the acting throne had fallen to Dhritarashtra.

The law explicitly states that a blind person cannot be king.

Adding to this, since Dhritarashtra originally intended to recruit him, but was flatly rejected, this whole charade naturally enraged him.

"You are certainly not qualified to Dhritarashtra; don't forget you are merely a regent."

Vidura, standing nearby, added insult to injury. Upon hearing this, Dhritarashtra's face turned bright red, Bhishma nearby, worried that he might not be able to catch his breath.

"Vidura..." Bhishma frowned as he looked at the fair and stern prime minister, while Vidura shook his head and replied, "Grandfather, I can negotiate other matters, but this kind of thing cannot be faked."

As the prime minister, regardless of the king's mood, I must firmly uphold the principle of Dharma.

Moreover, he didn't directly refer to you, Your Majesty; you're being overly sensitive.

Vidura was the one who knew Dhritarashtra best, and he could be considered Dhritarashtra's brother. However, he was also the one who once publicly pointed out that a person with a physical disability could not be a king.

"Ah! Look at me now, even the son of a coachman can humiliate me. Vidura, you lackey, you naturally have nothing to worry about. Your fairness and wisdom are known to all. You were born to be prime minister!"

But I still wear the crown. Is this how you uphold the kingdom's dignity? If just anyone could be like Karna today, Vidura, you'll be working as a coachman from now on!

Seeing the two of them, Bhishma, feeling weary, stepped in to smooth things over.

"Alright, Karna's actions today were indeed contrary to the Dharma, but at the same time, he also demonstrated his bravery, and don't forget, his master saved Queen Gandhari's life."

Vidura said:

"Your Majesty, since he wants to go, let him go. Let him leave Hastinapura and give him some financial assistance. If he can really make a name for himself, he can be of help in the future."

Even if we can't, we should still consider Karna's feelings. Internally, we can say that Karna was expelled, which would also save face for you.

Dhritarashtra gripped the palace railing tightly, the stone railing turning to dust in his hands, but in the end, he still managed to utter the word "good".

In Karna's courtyard, Karna saw Bai Mo and Kama as soon as he returned.

"You're back? How did your chat with Dhritarashtra go?"

Bai Mo looked at Karna who had returned and asked him a question. Karna then told him about Dhritarashtra's furious outburst on the field. Bai Mo and Kama exchanged a glance, both somewhat puzzled as to why Dhritarashtra so angry.

"Alright, spend these next few days with your parents. I'm preparing to head to Kingdom of Magadha."

Bai Mo spoke to Karna, Karna asked with some confusion, "Master, are you planning to take over Kingdom of Magadha? If so, please let me go with you."

"No, you can stay in Hastinapura, or go somewhere else to fight some terrible Rakshasa, or try to make contact with Kunti."

I cannot lead you into a quagmire of unknown depth, and you should not listen to me completely.

"A bird with fully grown wings will fly on its own, and if you have anything to tell me..." Bai Mo pointed to the Kuaiji Type Zero Computing Core on Karna's chest, and Karna immediately understood.

Afterwards, he solemnly Bai Mo and returned home.

Bai Mo didn't plan to bring Karna along, not because he thought Karna was useless, but simply because of habit; when facing unknown enemies, he was very averse to putting others in unknown dangers.

A large part of the reason for bringing Kama is that, in critical moments, Heroic Spirit can be sent away directly using Command Spell.

Bai Mo and Kama drove away at night, but at the gate of Hastinapura, a man was waiting for them. He was clad in silver armor, which Gilgamesh in the night.

"Who is Bhishma waiting for here so late?"

Bhishma looked at the Bai Mo carrying Kama, took a deep breath, and then bowed to Kama.

"Kama, it is indeed you. And this person beside you, is he your wife... your husband Rati?"

Bai Mo's face immediately fell, while Kama covered her face with her hands, trying to suppress a laugh. She nudged Bai Mo with her elbow and teased, "What's wrong? Say something, my..."

"I am merely a companion of Kama." Bai Mo immediately corrected Bhishma's erroneous assumption. Upon hearing this, Bhishma immediately showed a knowing expression and said:

"I see. It seems you are a remarkable Brahmin ascetic, able to be personally disturbed by the god Kama. That child is fortunate to have met you. In that case, please accept this."

Bhishma handed a silver token to Bai Mo and said to him, "You are preparing to go to Kingdom of Magadha, right? This matter also started because of my Hastinapura. Originally, I should have led my army to attack."

But I cannot leave Hastinapura, so I'll leave this to you. With this, the army of Hastinapura will treat you as if you were me."

Upon hearing Bhishma's words, Bai Mo couldn't help but sigh, "Dhritarashtra really has no prestige; he doesn't even have military power in his hands."

"I don't need your army. You should understand that no matter how many people you have, facing such a catastrophic enemy, it's just suicide. If you're so kind, take care of Karna."

And I am not a Brahmin.

Bai Mo nodded in agreement with Bhishma's words.

"As you said, but as that child's grandfather, I never cared for him in my entire life. I had to treat him as the son of a coachman because of the Dharma, and I had to neglect my duty."

But you saved me from dereliction of duty, and under your nurturing, he has grown into a towering tree. Therefore, please accept my gratitude.

Bhishma then took out a conch shell and gave it to Kama, not giving Bai Mo a chance to refuse. Bai Mo could only put his hands together in gratitude.

At least he didn't sense anything from this conch shell; it seemed to be some kind of memento?

Bai Mo then drove away, but after watching him leave, Bhishma did not go. Instead, he continued to wait there. Since Karna wanted to leave Hastinapura, he, as the grandfather, had to give him some guidance.

On the way, Kama sat in the back of the carriage, curiously examining the conch shell. Bai Mo assumed it was some kind of token, since as far as he knew, Bhishma didn't have any objects related to conch shells.

Driven by the Magnetic Field Power, the two horses pulled the chariot almost into a black shadow, quickly carrying him towards the distant Kingdom of Magadha.

The carriage was moving very fast, and just as they entered Kingdom of Magadha, Bai Mo heard a mournful weeping sound. It was the sound of a woman crying, as if her husband had just died, uttering mournful cries.

"Should I say you and these guys are destined to be together?"

Kama looked at Bai Mo with a mocking expression, while Bai Mo slapped himself in the face.

"Let's take a detour," Bai Mo said expressionlessly. He then drove around in circles, intending to find a different location to enter Kingdom of Magadha, but the sound of crying continued to echo, and the car drove for a long time without ever leaving the forest path.

Clearly, some kind of barrier exists here.

Bai Mo sighed, then stopped the car and walked with Kama towards the source of the crying. There stood a mature woman under a tree, draped in tattered cloth, which could not conceal her model-like figure.

She exuded the pitiful air of a woman in distress, sitting under the tree and looking at Bai Mo with teary eyes.

"Ah, handsome young man, I am lost. Look at my foot, twisted like this, I can't walk. I am a citizen of Kingdom of Magadha, but now I can't even find my home."

Waaaaah...

The woman continued to weep, while Bai Mo remained expressionless as he walked forward step by step, then slowly extended his hand.

Seeing this, the woman on the ground reached out her hand to Bai Mo with a mixture of sorrow, joy, and luck. But the next moment, Bai Mo's words made her cry and gasp for breath stop instantly.

"What do you Rakshasa, you Rakshasa?"