Chapter 391 - 359: Day Of Depature For Training...

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Two days passed quickly, and Devara spent almost every waking moment making sure that nothing would be left uncertain during his absence.

He knew that training under Lord Vishnu was not going to be an ordinary journey, and although he had complete faith in his kingdom and the people who served him, he did not want to leave behind unfinished matters that could create problems while he was away.

One by one, he reviewed the reports brought by his ministers, settled disputes between different regions, confirmed the arrangements for food storage and trade, checked the condition of the kingdom’s treasury and ensured that the military commanders understood their responsibilities.

He also personally instructed the officials responsible for the villages and forests so that the restoration of the forest ecosystem could continue without unnecessary interference from hunters or soldiers.

By the end of the second day, Devara finally felt that the kingdom could continue running smoothly without him.

The question of who would rule in his absence had already been settled.

Queen Gandhari, his wife and the mother of his eldest children, would take responsibility for the administration of the kingdom while he was away.

Devara trusted her completely, and after everything she had endured during her extraordinary pregnancy and the birth of her hundred sons and daughter, he knew that there was very little that could intimidate her.

She understood the people, knew the workings of the palace and, more importantly, understood Devara’s way of thinking well enough to make decisions according to the principles he had established.

Beside her would be her brother Shakuni, serving as Mahamantri.

Devara had occasionally teased Shakuni about his position, but when it came to administration, he knew exactly how valuable his brother-in-law could be.

Shakuni possessed a sharp political mind and understood diplomacy, court politics and the ambitions of neighboring kingdoms better than most people.

Whatever his personal habits might be, Devara had no doubt that Shakuni would ensure that

Gandhari was never forced to handle the entire burden of governance alone.

During the final meeting before his departure, Devara looked at both of them seriously.

"I don’t expect the kingdom to remain completely peaceful while I’m gone," he said.

"There will always be some dispute, some foolish noble demanding something, some merchant complaining about taxes or some neighboring ruler deciding that my absence is an invitation."

Gandhari smiled.

"And what exactly do you expect me to do about them?"

Devara smiled back.

"Whatever you think is necessary."

Shakuni immediately looked toward his sister.

"That answer sounds dangerous."

Gandhari gave him a sideways glance.

"For whom?"

Shakuni wisely decided not to answer.

Devara laughed before continuing,

"The important thing is that you don’t need to wait for my return to make every decision. You are the queen. If something needs to be done, do it. Shakuni will advise you, but the final decision belongs to you."

Gandhari nodded confidently.

"You can leave without worrying about the kingdom."

That was the reassurance Devara had been waiting to hear.

As for the kingdom’s physical security, there was very little that needed to be done. In fact, anyone looking at the people currently residing within Devara’s kingdom would probably think that attacking it was an exceptionally poor life decision.

Four of the most formidable warriors were already present.

Bhishma.

Drona.

Karna.

Ashwatthama.

Each one of them was powerful enough to make an ordinary army reconsider its decision to march toward the kingdom, and having all four residing within the same territory was almost absurd from a military perspective.

Bhishma alone was a legend whose name had become enough to discourage enemies.

Drona was one of the greatest masters of warfare and weaponry.

Karna possessed extraordinary martial ability and divine protection, while Ashwatthama was a warrior whose temper alone was enough to make even experienced soldiers think twice.

Devara had looked at the four men during the final security discussion and simply smiled.

"If anyone is foolish enough to attack the kingdom while these four are here," he had said, "I wish them good luck."

Karna had laughed at that.

Bhishma merely smiled.

Drona gave a knowing nod.

Ashwatthama’s expression had remained completely serious, although the faint amusement in his eyes suggested that he understood exactly what Devara meant.

There were also the royal guards, the Senapatis, the Naagas who secretly watched over the kingdom, and countless other warriors stationed throughout the territory.

Devara therefore had little reason to worry about an external attack while he was gone.

The kingdom was prepared.

His family was prepared.

His ministers were prepared.

And, perhaps most importantly, Devara himself was finally prepared to leave.

After spending the past few days putting everything in order, he stood on the palace balcony and looked across his kingdom.

The streets below were alive with ordinary activity, merchants moving through the markets, children running between houses, soldiers changing shifts and farmers returning from their fields.

Somewhere within the palace, his wives were preparing for his departure, while his children were still too young to fully understand that their father would soon be leaving for a journey that could change him greatly.

Devara took a slow breath.

For the first time in a long while, there was nothing immediately demanding his attention.

His kingdom could stand without him.

And now it was time for him to learn from the one person he had been waiting to train under for years.

His father Lord Vishnu.

Devara remained on the palace balcony for a little longer, looking over the kingdom that he had spent so much time building and protecting.

He knew that everything was ready for his absence, yet a strange feeling still remained within him.

This was the first time he was leaving his kingdom for an extended period with the sole purpose of learning rather than fighting, governing or solving some crisis.

More importantly, the person who had come to take him was not merely another powerful being.

He was his father.

Suddenly, the atmosphere around the balcony changed.

A brilliant golden light appeared several steps away from Devara, growing brighter with every passing second until the entire balcony was illuminated by its radiance.

Devara turned toward the light, and a familiar divine presence immediately filled the surroundings.

The light gradually took the form of a majestic figure, and Lord Vishnu appeared before him, holding the unmistakable calmness and authority that always accompanied his presence.

Devara immediately straightened.

"Father."

Vishnu smiled warmly at him.

"The time has come."

Devara looked at him for a moment before glancing back toward the kingdom.

"I have settled everything. Gandhari will handle the kingdom, Shakuni will assist her, and the others will make sure nothing happens to the people while I am away."

Vishnu nodded.

"I know. I have watched you prepare for the past two days. You have done what was necessary."

Devara gave a small smile.

"Then I suppose there is nothing left for me to do."

"Not here," Vishnu replied.

Devara turned toward him again.

"For the next part of your journey, you will have to leave behind the responsibilities of a king and become a student."

Those words made Devara’s expression change slightly.

A student.

It had been a long time since he had thought of himself that way.

Vishnu extended his hand toward him.

"Come."

Devara looked at his father’s hand for a moment before taking it.

The instant their hands touched, a powerful divine radiance spread across the balcony.

The air began to shimmer around them, and the very space beneath their feet seemed to lose its ordinary nature.

Devara could feel an immense power surrounding him, but unlike the violent sensation he had experienced during battles or dimensional travel, this power felt calm and effortless.

He glanced one final time toward his kingdom. His home. His family. His people.

He knew they were safe.

So he finally turned away.

Vishnu and Devara stood together within the brilliant light as their forms gradually began fading from Bhulok.

There was no explosion, no disturbance and no dramatic movement.

They simply became less distinct, their bodies turning into streams of divine radiance until, within a few moments, nothing remained upon the balcony.

Lord Vishnu and Devara had vanished.

Their journey through the realms had begun.

And somewhere beyond the boundaries of Bhulok, Devara was about to discover that training under Lord Vishnu would be unlike anything he had experienced before.

In the next instant, the brilliant light surrounding Vishnu and Devara faded, and both of them found themselves standing upon an unfamiliar island.

Devara immediately looked around, expecting to see some kind of divine landscape, perhaps a forest filled with celestial trees or a beautiful river flowing through the middle of the island, but what greeted him was the complete opposite.

There was nothing.

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