I opened my sword and descended, as if the Nesma Helicopters came, strings, and caught like a weapon in the tank, as if it were miniature and simple ecumenical. On the way, I told them where are you going to lead me, so he said, “We will go to the king’s palace.” When he went, I discovered that he was the grandson of the emperor who caught me. The emperor said to me, “Who are you,” but I did not reply. He said if you do not want me, I will cut off your head. I only said my name and the emperor said and he was going to die from shivering, cut his head quickly. Come on, he killed my grandfather. Without a weapon and with his sword.