Chapter 10 Sultan Of The Ten Seas

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Chicken looked at his big brother for a while, then answered: "We're from Al-Sayf." Malik tilted his head. "...Who?" "..." The boy repeatedly opened and closed his mouth, not knowing what to say. ***@@@@ {Outside The Projection} He wasn't the only one. Those watching were in disbelief as well. Just what kind of life had he lived that he didn't know THE family of Sultans? A family so great that more than eighty percent of Sultans had come from their lineage. And he, Malik, the one who obliterated their rule, ending their streak, didn't even know of them? That was an insult that angered Huda like no other. 'MALIK!' *** {Inside The Projection} "We are very rich!" Huda answered in her brother's stead, and though simple, it was enough for Malik to comprehend what happened to them, or at least form a few guesses. "Then it's safe to assume that your home is very far from here?" She nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes! It's very far and very big!" Malik held back a sigh and brought her head closer to him, pecking it with his dry lips. "We're family now, alright? So you need to listen to me at all times." "I will!" She giggled, squirming around in his embrace. Malik softly picked her up, using most of his strength, then sat her down with her brother. Stepping back, he looked at them for a moment, and his smile slowly vanished. He was already imagining the suffering those two would go through in the upcoming days... If he was a betting man, he'd wager they might not even survive tomorrow. Chicken, seemingly knowing his big brother's troubles, embarrassingly reached out his hand and held his. Malik's eyes snapped toward him, remembering their moment at the wooden pathway. "...Guess I can't call you chicken anymore, huh?" "Y-Yeah, I'm brave, like you!" The kid beamed, puffing out his chest like he'd just conquered the world. "Yes, you are... so how about a reward?" His smile returned as he pushed them apart and sat in between them. "What is it~?" "W-What reward?" He turned around, yanked the bed sheets from beneath them, making them squeal as they tumbled slightly, and crawled to the far side of the bed. "Oh, what didn't happen?" Malik grinned. "Sinbad faced off against giant sea serpents with scales like diamonds and teeth sharper than the mightiest of swords. He outsmarted cunning sirens who lured sailors to their doom. He even befriended a talking whale who helped him escape an underwater kingdom!" Huda was starting to blink slower and slower, her head nodding slightly as sleep began to claim her. "But the best part?" Malik's voice rose for dramatic effect. "Sinbad didn't do it for treasure. No, he did it because he loved adventure. Loved the thrill of danger, the feeling of the wind in his hair and the waves beneath his feet. He was fearless, clever, and unstoppable! He might even be comparable to me!" Chicken chuckled as his hands balled into fists. "And then? What happened at the end?" Malik leaned closer, lowering his voice like he was sharing the world's best-kept secret. "At the end... well, there's no end. Sinbad didn't stop. He sailed off into the horizon, searching for the eleventh sea. Some say he's still out there, charting new waters no one's ever seen." Chicken sat back, his mouth hanging open in awe. Huda, meanwhile, had completely surrendered to sleep, her tiny snores barely audible. Malik smirked, reaching over to pat her head softly. "Guess I've lost one listener." He muttered before turning back to Chicken. "So, what do you think, huh? Sound fun?" The boy nodded furiously, his excitement bubbling over, looking very much like a deranged chicken. "I wanna be like Sinbad!" Malik chuckled, ruffling the boy's hair. "Alright, kid. While you're under my protection, your name's Sinbad. Forget whatever your old name was. You're a brave boy now, aren't you?" "Yes!" Sinbad—his new name like a badge of honor—beamed with pride. But after a moment, he tilted his head curiously. "I've been meaning to ask, big brother... What does Huda mean? You said something about her... right path or something." Malik snorted, covering his mouth to stifle a laugh. "Don't tell her this, but I picked it up from some up-and-coming taxi service." *** {Outside The Projection} "..." "..." "..." "..." "..." "..." The room fell into an almost comical silence as the revelation sank in. Malik had named her, the pride of Al-Sayf, after a third-rate taxi service. For a moment, nobody dared speak. The awkwardness was thick enough to cut with a butter knife. Then, all hell broke loose.

Chapter 10 Sultan Of The Ten Seas

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