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I am your mentor so it is necessary to give something to your mentor as donation. I know it should be given when the training gets completed but I want something in the beginning. The ending you will give me is a win. So as a donation the first ever thing I want you to do for me is, cut the main nerve of your hand and till I do not order, you will not treat it"

Everyone looked at him with wide eyes. Azlan too looked at him shocked. 

Is he planning to kill the soldiers without war? Did I trust the wrong one?' Were the thoughts of Azlan at that moment but he stayed mum because somewhere he knew that if Mubariz do not wish to help him, he would  told him straightforwardly he was not the one who would backstab

So taking a deep, Azlan came forward and cut his wrist with the dagger. A stream of blood begin to flow and everyone looked at him horrified. Soon enough few more soldiers cut their nerves and one by one everyone did it. Mubariz stood unbothered and everyone's life was at stake.

He looked at Azlan and pulled out the cloth with applied bandage from the bucket that he was carrying with him since he came. He applied that bandage and secured it with the cotton cloth while looking proudly at Azlan. He made sure that everyone who cut the nerve get the bandage and after getting done with this he again stood on the elevated surface to announce,

"You might be thinking why I did so, right?" Mubariz questioned and they all nodded.

He chuckled a bit while saying," I was checking your loyalty. I wanted to know that if I give you one direction so will you follow me blindly or not. But I am so proud of you all that you made this little experiment of mine successful"

He was saying so when he heard the murmurs of Junaid and Sufian. " I was about to depart to hell and here shahenshah is calling it a little experiment." Said Junaid.

"Right, look down brother, see how much blood I have lost. Oh my god. Will I be able to survive now?" said Sufian.

"I don't think so, it can be our last meet brother." said junaid horrifically and Sufian was about to cry when they noticed un usual silence around them. 

When both of them looked ahead, everyone was looking at them only. 

Mubariz raised his brows and they both shook their heads in full speed. Soldiers chuckled looking at them and Mubariz make them stand on either side of him so that they could not disturb again.

" Your new training will begin form today evening and we will adjust everything according to your shifts in the Army, make a list of evening duty soldiers and morning duty soldiers. Submit it to Azlan and we will handle the rest." instructed Mubariz and left for the hut with help of Azlan.

Azlan followed him and when he sat on the coat he stood there only thinking about something. Mubariz noticed him and asked," What happened Azlan? Is there anything you want to talk about?"

"Shahenshah, actually I got something for you." He said 

Mubariz's eyes pinched in confusion and he asked," For me?" Azlan nodded lightly and forward the thing he was holding in his hand. Looking at it Mubariz's eye go wide and he hurriedly snatched it from Azlan. 

It was a letter from HIND.

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On the other side, Mujaffar visited the dungeon because it was morning but Kareem did not come out yet so he want to make sure he did not kill Mubariz in order to take out the secret from him. He happily went to bird's garden to know more miserable situation of Mubariz but his face turned pale when he saw two dead soldiers at the entrance of the dungeon as he opened the lid. 

He ordered to remove them and entered in but next what he saw made his eye wide and red in anger. Kareem was hung with same chains as Mubariz was and that too without cloths. 

Actually Mubariz bared him in order to wear his cloths so that no one could identify him and he found the idea appeasing so he hung him as well. 

Looking at other two soldiers dead Mujaffar's breath caught in his lungs. He took shaking steps toward his son and took his finger toward his nose to check whether he was breathing or not but he took a breath of relief when he found him breathing. 

He freed him from chains and struggled to take him out of the dungeon. As there were only few soldiers who know about this dungeon so he did not want anyone to know what happened there. He silently made his way to his own chamber through the garden only and called royal physician to treat him.

He visited the dungeon again in order to get some clue about where he must have been but there was nothing. Not even a single blood drop was on the floor nor the footprints were visible because of the green grass.

Actually the blood marks were cleaned by soldiers of Azlan when they kidnapped shahenshah. They did not know that it is him at first but when they get to know they came back and cleared all the marks which can give any information to anyone. 

After treatment Naseer got his consciousness back and told his father everything. His father slapped him hard and cursed him but it was of no use now because Mubariz was long gone. They secretly told the spies to get information about him. They can not announce even because they have already declared him dead. Mujaffar knew that they have done a grave mistake and this mistake will be very deadly for them.

They checked the whole tunnel thoroughly but found nothing. They even visited the villages nearby the opening of the tunnel but he was nowhere to be seen. 

They could not able to find him because Azlan and his team has made a bypass through the same tunnel which is on the upper side of the tunnel. Whenever they have to enter, they break the particular part and enter. After completion of work they again rebuilt the tunnel so there is no room for any suspicion was left. 

Their tunnel was from the hut to this tunnel. They break the particular part of this tunnel and then enter the garden. 

Mujaffar was tensed beyond imagination. He know was focussing more on the military and making them ready for the war because he knew somewhere that whatever he has done, Mubariz is not going to keep mum and will definitely going to wage a war against him.

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On hearing that the letter is from hind, Mubariz rose up on his feet and snatched the letter from his hand hurriedly. His eyes moist and he closed his eyes putting that letter on his forehead. He controlled the swirlwind of emotions and opened the letter. As he read the first word, the dam of his eyes broke and a few tears slid down his eyes when he read," Pranam shahenshah"

He clutched the letter to his heart and took a deep breath feeling his mahroo so close to him. His strong character broke and the vulnerable Mubariz show up himself. The air was thick with emotions and Mubariz was feeling as if his life came back into his body. The every pore of his body was bubbling with excitement and his heart so heavy with love. His eyes never stopped shedding tears and his hands trembled in anticipation.

He was anticipating, whether they have accepted the death news of him or not. Whether his mahroo will be there waiting for him anymore or not. But this letter cleared his all doubts. Almost after six months he was smelling the familiar perfume and it send the wave of calmness to his entire body and mind. His mahroo is still waiting for him. The realization itself cured him already.

He opened the letter and read," Ummed karte hain aap kushal honge shahenshah. Ham aapko bohot yaad karte hain. Ammi jaan bhi. Aapne hamara pehla patra bina uttar ke hi lauta diya, ham gussa hain aapse. Esa koi karta hai bhla? Yaha ham sab ko bta diye the ki hamne aapko patra bheja hai or aapka uttar ayega, par aapne hamari khilli udwa di sabke beech. Hame to lagta hai agni or aatish bhi has rahe honge hampar, unko bhi to bta kar aaye the ki aapka patra aaega."

" I hope you are doing fine there. I remember you so much. Ammi jaan as well. You sent my first letter without answering, I am angry with you. Who does something like this? I have told everyone here that I have sent you letter and your answer will come but you made fun of me infront of everyone. I have told agni and aatish as well that your answer will come, they must be laughing at me as well. "

Mubriz chuckled between his cries and shook his head. His little flower is just so adorable, he could not help but fall more for her when he read those cute complains. He washed his tears to read further as they were blurring his vision. 

Looking at the shahenshah in this state, Azlan was so shocked. He could not believe the ruthless, merciless, heartless king who is known as god of death is sitting here and crying like a baby over a mere letter.

But little did he know that the letter holds so much important for Mubariz. Each moment he was praying for the well being of his family and people. He has this constant fear that his little fireball is too young to handle everything. He was fearing the she might not leave him considering the death news. But now this letter removed all his insecurities.

He read further," Shahenshah, hame aapki bohot yaad aati hai, ammi jaan ko bhi, baaz bhaisa ko bhi. Wese to sab kuchh sambhal rakha hai ham sab ne par kayi baar achanak se sarhad par aakraman ho jata hai to Yashveer bhaisa wahi reh rahe hai. Hame maasa ne sultana bna diya aap jo nahi the, par abhi hame kuchh achhe se karna bhi to nahi aata. Ham seekh rahe hain shahenshah. Dheere dheere. Ab to baaz bhaisa daante bhi nahi hain. Pyaar se samjhate hain sab. Par hame Arham bhaisa ki chinta ho rahi hai, wo aap ke sath hi hain na? Dhayn rakhiyega unka bhi or apna bhi aur jaldi se aa jayiye na.

Aapke bina hamari dil nahi karta kaksh me jaane ka, hamara bhojan karne ka man bhi nahi karta. Aapko pta hai karwa chauth aa raha hai aur ham aapke sath manana chahte hai, to aa jayiye aap ab.

Hame kuchh samaj bhi nahi aa raha ki kaha se shuru kare baat or kese ant kare. Pehli baar likh rahe hain ham. Bohot kuchh batana hai aapko par abhi likhe kese? patra bahut bada ho jayega to isliye hamari baaten sun ne ke liye jaldi jaldi aa jayiye. Is baar patra ka uttar de dijiyega warna ham bta rahe hain ham kabhi baat nahi karenge aapse.

Mallika-e-hind 

ISHWASA MUBARIZ SULEMAN"

" Shahenshah I miss you a lot, ammi jaan as well and baaz bhaisa too. Although we have handled everything but sometime sudden attacks happen at borders so Yashveer bhaisa stays there only. Maasa made me sultana because you were not here but I don't know the work properly yet. I am learning shahenshah. Slowly slowly. Now baaz bhaisa do not scold me as well. He make me understand lovingly. But I am worried about Arham bhaisa, he is with you na? Take care of him as well and yours too. Come soon.

Without you I don't like to go to our chamber nor I like to have food. You know karwa chauth is coming and I want to celebrate it with you, so come fast.

I don't know from where to begin and where to end, I am writing for the first time. I have to tell you a lot but how can I write so much? The letter will be so lengthy so to listen my talks, come fast. Write me back this time otherwise I am not going to talk to you ever.

Mallika-e-hind 

ISHWASA MUBARIZ SULEMAN"

Mubariz closed his eyes feeling the warmth of affection and innocent love of Ishwasa covered him like a warm blanket in chilled winter. He tried to extract as much fragrance of her as he could and as much love as he could. He know that he will not be able to write any letter to her this moment. His eyes shedding tears constantly. He again and again read the letter and trace his fingers over the lines as if caressing the most precious thing in the world.

Azlan cleared his throat and Mubariz glanced at him while washing his eyes and palming his face for controlling the ocean of emotions. Azlan said after a moment," This letter need to be returned to the authority shahenshah, our soldiers were on the duty so when he saw it is from hind he secretly stole it and took it here. But this is registered so we need to return it."

Mubariz not wanting to return it clutched the letter but he knew that this might create problems for them so he let go but not before reading it once again and kissing at the place where Ishwasa has written her name.

Mubariz forwarded the letter to Azlan silently and he took hesitantly. Mubariz's eyes were telling him the importance and love for this letter but he was bounded. 

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EIGHT more months passed and Mubariz get the news of Arham being the SULTAN OF MONGOL. He was so proud. He knew that Arham would manage everything and win over it. He was half tension free now. 

The training of soldiers were on full swing. They were following Mubariz blindly and Mubariz too teach them everything very dedicatedly. Mubariz was fine now. He was almost healed, he can walk freely and can do fencing as well. The strategy was on full swing. Azlan took Mubariz to palace a few times as well to make him familiar about everything and they slip out without getting noticed as well because of being in soldier attire. Mubariz tried to get information from old soldiers and retired ministers as well but it seems like no one knows anything. 

No one has idea of Azlan being traitor because Mujaffar did not even remember him. He did not consider any children other than two of his sons, Kareem and Kamran. He did not even acknowledge how many lives he had destroyed be it of women or of poor little kids. But now the time of repayment has come. Now he have to pay for every wrong deed that he has done.

Mubariz met the ministers as well who were on Azlan's side and they were really on his side because they have suffered something as well be it their wives being used by Mujaffar or their daughters by his sons and they were all helpless. Because when protector tend to become the monster then whom to complain? They have no one to go and when Azlan tried to converse with them they instantly joined hands with him against him.

The plan was simple, they were now much powerful so they decided to direct attack and with one smooth operation, they will capture the Arab.

Its been a year almost and now that everything was ready Azlan sent a letter to Mujaffar announcing war against him. Mujaffar on other hand was in pure shock. He did not even have the slightest idea that his own soldier would conspire against him and that too this much big. He was restless beyond imagination.

He instantly announced to counter attack and sent his most trusted men on the war but not his son. Because he only have one now that too very dear. He do not want his son to die in this war. He did not know the power, opposition had so he clearly saved his son and encouraged others to fight hiding in the palace along with his family.

Azlan already knew that he would never fought war being the very much coward so he was well prepared about everything. Mubariz for the last time confronted soldiers and fill them up with courage. With his words and determination, he uplifted the spirit of soldiers. His words blazed the already lit fire in them. They all got more confidence with the words of Mubariz. Soon everyone left for the war field with positive attitude and the only thing in their mind was, WIN.

As per the plan Azlan fought with the soldiers in the battle field and Mubariz went to palace through their secret passage. He knew everything well. He knew what he have to do now. Mujaffar along with his son and wife was hidden in his chamber which is the safest place in the whole Arab because of the tight security. No one can reach the chamber before meeting with the 7 set of checking soldiers. 

Mujaffar was all chilled in his chamber and sat along with his family. He got the information that the opposite soldiers were almost half of the army fighting for him and he was very much sure that he will easily win over them. His carefree attitude although not settling well with his wife. She was constantly questioning," If they knew that they are half of our army then why they attacked at first place. I knew sultan something is mysterious here."

But her plea was ignored by his over smart husband and dumb son. 

It was almost evening and a soldier came to him telling him that they have almost won the war. He was very much pleased to hear the news and ordered," Very good!! When this battle finished, do not forget to bring my so called son here, I also want to meet him." He was being sarcastic but next moment his eyes widen in shock when he observed that the man who has given him news of win was none other than

MUBARIZ SULEMAN KHAN.

The earth swept through his feet and he looked at him wide eyed. The words stuck in his throat. Before he could utter anything Kareem shouted," Soldiers, soldiers, arrest him right now" 

Mubariz looked at him with deadly eyes and chuckled. His dark chuckle sent shivers down the spine of both father and son. When no soldier came Kareem looked outside slightly but as he glanced out he knew that his death was near. 

All the soldiers were laying on floor dead. Their throats cut and blood was pooling up on the floor. "Everyone is dead" He looked at his father all frightened and Mujaffar understood that there is much more to the story. He instantly understood that Mubariz is the one who has raged a war against him.

Actually Mubariz entered the garden through the same tunnel and then they knew the secret passage to his chamber as well. They have decided to choose it only but Mubariz did not find him that pleasing and decided to go through the main hall. There he met the security officers and in this way he killed one by one.

He was cutting each throat and taking a step more ahead to Mujaffar's chamber. He was not openly killing because that would have created chaos but he was hiding behind the pillars, big vase and curtain to operate his deadly move. 

He used to hid behind pillar and after getting right opportunity he killed two of the soldiers on duty and as soon as other two get to know what actually happened they were already off to hell.

The exact and smooth throat cuts did not let any single sound escape in the hallway and it was much easy and enjoying for mubariz to proceed further. 

Now in this way he was before the father son duo ready to kill them as well but not before knowing the actual truth for that he invested almost two years.

They both attacked him at same time but Mubariz chuckled and swing his both swords to duck down both of their attack. 

" I am not surprize though but looking at you both still in delusion hurts me. How much of dumb you both are, still trying to fight against me when you have witnessed the outcome of it?" Mubariz said to them. Sarcasm dripping in his tone and a smirk plastered on his face.

" I will kill you Mubariz" Mujaffar attacked again with full intensity and before Mubariz could defend his attack Kareem also attacked him. Mujaffar was facing the same deadly eyes almost after a decade. 

The same fierceness and same ruthlessness. He witnessed same deep green eyes, blood red when he killed Suleman khan and again witnessing same deep green, blood red eyes when Mubariz was ready to kill him.

He huffed in annoyance and flashed his sword very swiftly.

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