A request

Trapped among a pack of wolves, bleeding profusely, the coachman closed his eyes. But the next moment, his body felt light. One hand grabbed the man by the back of his collar and flung him away. In mid-air, a strong and powerful hand caught him.

Karna quickly brought the coachman back to the city, and after rescuing the man, Bai Mo turned around and probed every corner of the forest with his senses. Soon, he discovered a cloud of mist.

Is it some kind of magical artifact?

Bai Mo collected some mist and stored it away. Looking at the arrow marks, he could tell who it was. He gazed in a direction where the Pandavas had already driven far away in their chariots.

The Bhima, carrying the carts, rode off without stopping. They didn't want to be exposed here, so they raced towards Panchala.

Bai Mo examined the traces, his brows furrowing slightly. He then rubbed his eyes with a hint of helplessness. It seemed that only Arjuna could have done such a thing, and that the Arjuna here was quite different from what he had imagined.

In the Chaldea accounts, Arjuna is portrayed as a divinely ordained hero, incapable of such an act. But now, he is the only one capable of doing so.

"Not only Karna, but Arjuna also different from the original myth?"

Good news: these two men didn't lose their lingam like King Arthur, but their personalities changed drastically. He glanced at the departing carriage in the distance, secretly left a Runes behind it, and then returned to the Sweetness City.

Upon seeing Bai Mo, Karna immediately asked with some concern, "Master, what's wrong? You look tired. Have you encountered any trouble?"

"It's nothing. I'm just reflecting on myself. I've actually started judging people by their appearance. Just because I haven't become a woman, I assume some people won't change. Even though I've already confirmed your status."

I need to seriously examine myself.

Karna:?

Sometimes Karna couldn't understand his master's thought process, but he still felt that Bai Mo seemed to be somewhat extreme in some aspects.

"Master, sometimes when faced with powerful external factors, you don't need to see them as your own shortcomings."

"It seems you've been managing your mental state well lately. You don't need to worry about me; I admit I was a bit lax this time. By the way, how's the discussion about that material going with Takshaka?"

"Takshaka said that he would present it as a congratulatory gift once the city was truly completed."

Bai Mo nodded, thus the secondary objective was considered accomplished. The next day, Sweetness City received an invitation from Kampilya. The Black Princess of Kampilya was to be married, and King Drupada was to choose a son-in-law.

"This won't do any good, will it?"

"I still have to go. This time you should be able to meet your brothers. How about we get to know each other here?"

"My brothers? Indeed, I knew it. The Pandavas are still alive. Are they living in Kampilya, under the protection of King Drupada?"

"No, they are now disguised as Brahmins and are currently living a life of asceticism in the forest."

"They're basically like savages," Kama interjected, adding that the Brahmins who practice asceticism in the forest are practically the same as savages.

Upon hearing Kama's words, Karna's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned involuntarily. "How did my brothers become savages? No, I must arrange suitable accommodations for them. Master, then I won't go; I must build shelters for them first."

Karna was clearly impatient and left in a hurry. He didn't want his brothers to stay in his house when they came to seek refuge.

As for Draupadi, Karna never considered it.

Meanwhile, Duryodhana returned to Hastinapura with a fortune. Looking at his injuries, Duryodhana's eyes gradually turned cold. He looked back at the wealth that could drive any country mad, and the anger in his heart burned even more fiercely.

A plan gradually took shape in his mind.

And so, Kampilya became lively. Draupadi looked at the guests, and the King Drupada was happily greeting everyone while holding a fire festival, but another figure could not be seen no matter what.

"Krishna, won't that one come?"

"I sent him a letter, but as you know, he's very busy. Do you remember what I told you about him? Yao Lian, Khandava Forest —these are enormous difficulties that threaten the world."

Upon hearing Krishna's words, Draupadi's eyes revealed a hint of heartache.

"He must be very tired."

Upon hearing Draupadi's words, Krishna's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a touch of emotion:

"... Yes, it's exhausting. God gives people strength so that they have time to fulfill their responsibilities, but His strength is not bestowed. Even so, he still has to endure this trial; it must be because someone in the world has shirked their responsibilities or turned away from the Dharma."

Krishna's words were deep and somber, as if he were looking at someone. At this moment, the person Draupadi was waiting for was late, not because Bai Mo was delayed, but because something had indeed happened.

To be precise, they were stopped by a god.

Bai Mo and Kama looked at Agni with a subtle gaze. At this moment, the fire god was standing by the roadside with his hands clasped together, looking like he needed something from them.

"So, the life force I gave you last time wasn't enough for you to fully digest?"

Kama looked at Agni, whose face pleaded for his life, and his lips twitched involuntarily. Bai Mo also felt a sense of absurdity, but after observing Agni's unhealthy, sallow complexion and sensing his condition, he realized that the veins of this fire god were probably filled with ghee.

"That bastard King Drupada seems to have realized his previous actions were wrong, and he's holding another fire festival to atone for his sins. Of all things to do, he's prepared a huge amount of ghee."

And because Draupadi emerged from my sacrificial fire, the fire rituals never stopped before our marriage, and they poured ghee into my belly every day..."

Agni looked like he might vomit at any moment. He was like a middle-aged man who had been busy all day and was still running a marathon late at night. His lips were yellow, and his breath smelled of ghee.

"Is there no way we can refuse this? It seems like we can't afford it anymore!"

"No, Indra said that this part of the sacrificial power must not be wasted. That guy... I absolutely have to find a chance to replace the wine in his cup with ghee."

Agni said bitterly, while Bai Mo slapped himself in the face, thinking to himself that these people were truly wicked.

"So, you came to me wanting another prescription?"

Bai Mo asked, but Agni shook his head and explained, "If you inject life force, it can only have a temporary effect. My body has been poisoned by these accumulated substances, and to deal with them, I would normally need to devour living beings directly."

The original target was Khandava Forest, but burning Khandava Forest would be quite troublesome for everyone, so I had to find another way."

Then Agni looked at Kama and said:

"Kama, you can use Shiva's flames now, right? Please, use those flames to burn away the ghee poison in my body!"