Be a lord in the world of Indian mythology

Chapter 27 Roshman's Gift and Sword

"Maya," the moonlight poured down, illuminating Maya's wheat-colored skin with a cool glow, and beads of sweat rolled down her skin, resembling tiny gems.

Vijay lay flat on the soft bed, gently stroking Maya's hair, and asked a question completely out of place with the surrounding scenery: "Have you noticed the Dalits in the village?"

His body was completely relaxed, but Vijay's mind couldn't relax for a while.

Although the scenes he witnessed during the day did not make him feel uncomfortable, they did open up a perspective that Mittal Vijay had never had before.

Vijay knew that Maya had been reserved as his personal maid since childhood, but before Vijay returned to Mittal Village from the academy, Maya had been helping his father and brother manage the affairs of the village.

Especially when their father fell ill and the retainers left one after another, it was the loyalty of the Bim family that preserved the last embers of life in Mittal Village.

The most important thing in managing the village was to replace the head of the Mittal family in managing the Dalits, so Maya should have felt this deeply!

"Master, did those Dalits make you angry today?" Maya didn't answer Vijay's question directly. She suddenly rolled over and sat up, creating waves as she softly bumped into Vijay. "As noble as you are, please don't look down at the filth of hell anymore, and please don't let their actions affect your pure heart."

"Thank Shiva, Rajan is gradually able to get out of bed and will take care of these problems for you!"

Even Maya thought so? Vijay wasn't exactly disappointed, just a little melancholy.

The next morning, Vijay called Rajan over and watched him limp up to him, where he kissed Rajan's feet.

"Blessed by Shiva, Master, through your great fortune! Your faithful servant Rajan has recovered! He is ready to fulfill all your commands!"

What humility, what dedication! He couldn't wait to prove his worth even before he was fully recovered.

To be honest, Vijay was somewhat moved, but according to custom, he should nod, praise Rajan's loyalty, and then immediately assign him a series of tasks to commend his diligence and devotion: "Rajan, you're not fully recovered yet, but you must give it your all!"

"Come with me," Vijay told Rajan to stand up, leading him to the street. His gaze fell on the low but neat rows of dilapidated shacks in the distance. "Soon, I will take your father along the trade route again. The affairs of the village will be left to you and Maya!"

"This year, you need to ensure your rice paddies contain at least one portion of the Spirit of Grains!"

At this point, Vijay paused, then turned to Rajan, who stood respectfully to the side, and asked, "Can you do it?"

Rajan looked troubled, but answered without hesitation, "Brahma above, Master, I will do my utmost!"

"There's one more thing," Vijay said, having run out of manpower, he continued as usual, "I want to know the actual situation of the Dalits in the village!"

Upon hearing Vijay's words, Rajan's eyes widened as if he had heard something outrageous. He blurted out in bewilderment, "Why should Master taint himself with such filth? Let your loyal servants deal with these scoundrels who dare to anger you! I will purify their sins with whips and fire!"

"No, no!" Vijay shook his head and sighed inwardly, already sensing the gap between Rajan and Bim.

If it were Bim, he would simply do as Vijay asked without rashly contradicting his master's orders or adding unnecessary embellishments.

But this is no big deal. Vijay continued, "Don't deal with them yet! Do as I say. Go and see how many Dalits are left in the village, how many are men and how many are women, and what their lives are like now!"

He waved his hand, stopping Rajan from saying anything more, "Just do it, then tell me!"

"Shiva, my master, I will fulfill your command!" With his master's command given, Rajan had no choice but to quickly kneel down and kiss Vijay's feet.

"Master, Master!" Bim's voice came from afar as he shouted, "It's bad! More soldiers are coming to the village!"

A scene that seemed familiar.

As he watched Bim run towards him from a distance, Vijay smiled, but this time he showed no sign of panic.

"You go ahead and do your work!" Vijay first bowed to Rajan, then casually straightened his clothes and walked towards the village entrance.

Things are different now! Vijay had a pretty good idea of ​​the visitor's purpose.

At the same spot at the village entrance, a group of soldiers in silver armor slowly approached, led by Sada, whose face was ashen.

It was him after all!

Vijay was once again deeply impressed by Roshman's dedication and determination to the Eastern trade routes, and only one day had passed!

He has already sent people over!

With a smile, Vijay went to greet him.

"Mittal Vijay, your crimes have been exposed!" Sada roared at him, drawing his longsword. "Surrender!"

Vijay paused, his smile freezing on his face.

What? My deception of the Brahmins and Kshatriyas, without any information about the trade routes, has been exposed?

In an instant, Vijay realized what was happening, a smile returned to his face, and he continued walking, walking straight to Sada and extending his hands openly.

"Oh, okay? Then come and arrest me!"

"Pah!" Vijay's composure left Sada helpless. He simply withdrew his longsword, but his face remained ashen.

"My master, the esteemed Kshatriya Leroshman, already knows that you wiped out one of his caravans!"

"Ah!" It wasn't Vijay who exclaimed in surprise, but Bim, who was standing to the side.

So direct? Vijay frowned instead. He had handled this matter too carelessly. He hadn't expected to keep it a secret for long, but he hadn't anticipated that the caravan would be sent by Roshman...

"Your master has forgiven your sins!" Daza, like a ruthless messenger, stared at Vijay. "Your master believes that once the message is delivered, you will know what to do!"

"May Shiva bless the wise and noble Lord Roshman," Vijay said, pressing his palms together in respect. "Thank you for his mercy; I will repay it!"

Daza nodded, as if the matter was not important and he just wanted to take this opportunity to intimidate Vijay to avenge the humiliation. However, he was somewhat disappointed that Vijay did not immediately kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Your master granted all your requests yesterday," Daza paused, then continued with words to please Vijay, "Today I have led my soldiers to guard the village for you!"

"Other people who meet your requirements will arrive shortly, and there's a surprise waiting for you!"