The moment he heard this actual question of catching the thief from the Maharaja's mouth—our clever heroic man Rupanjan, in order to play that crooked move of intellect within his own mind upon the floor of the court in a single second, staged a thoroughly grand drama. Making his two eyes assume a completely terror-stricken and formidably intense expression, striking his two hands against his forehead as he stood upon the floor of the court, acting out a grand drama of weeping and intense performance, he screamed out in a thoroughly terrifying voice, saying, "O Maharaja, I will state from my own mouth in a single second exactly who the real thief is from between these two ugly thieves standing in the court, Maharaja! But before that, standing before everyone in this court, I am forced to speak out about a thoroughly dangerous, wretched, and absolutely formidable miraculous truth from my own mouth, go Maharaja, otherwise the lives of everyone in this royal palace will be devastated in a single minute!"
Making his two eyes large like balls of fire, pointing his hand toward those two thieves standing in a corner of the court, Rupanjan began to speak in a thoroughly terrifying and dramatic voice, saying, "Do you know, Maharajmoshai—in the absolute darkest corner inside that essential cloth bag and pouch of mine, which was formidably stolen like a thief a moment ago, a whole raw lemon was thoroughly carefully hidden, go Maharaja! But O my King—that lemon inside the bag is absolutely not a sweet or sour lemon from any ordinary tree of this world; that lemon is the most dangerous, wretched, and an absolute massive terrifying sorcerous miraculous lemon of this entire universe, go Maharaja! The sorcerous power of that terrifying lemon is so formidable, see—that whichever thief slithered inside my room along the tunnel path a moment ago and truly touched my cloth bag with his own dirty hands to steal it away—he has indirectly touched that terrifying miraculous lemon attached to the bag with his own dirty body in a single second!"
Raising the pitch of his voice ten times more, pretending to tremble violently out of absolute rage and fear, stomping his feet upon the floor of the court, Rupanjan shouted and said, "And Maharaja, the thief whose dirty hand's touch has come into contact with the body of that terrifying miraculous lemon for a single second—from after this light of dawn today, inside that thief's own house, among the people of his family, and within his own life, such a grand wretched miraculous unrest, fighting, and bloodshed will continuously remain—which will never become even the slightest bit better in life by any magical power, go Maharaja! Not only that—owing to the massive sin of touching that lemon, the moment the darkness of tonight descends, the most terrifyingly ugly evil spirits and hordes of ghosts from this hell will possess the inside of that thief's own dirty body and the bodies of his entire family in his house all at once in a single moment, go Maharaja! And that horde of evil spirits, entering inside the house, will completely overturn, shatter, and devastate that thief's home and household, his money, and all the peace and happiness of his life within a single second! But do you know, Maharaja—I am a thoroughly merciful heroic man; I know a grand miraculous secret mantra within my own mouth, memorized completely to the letter—the moment I open my mouth and merely utter that mantra once standing in the corridor of this court to throw it into the air—by the force of the terrifying power of that miraculous mantra, all the predatory evil spirits inside that lemon will fly straight in a single second—and pierce right inside the dirty body and in the middle of the heart's pulsation of exactly that thief who stole the bag with his own hand, forcefully like a whole arrow in a single moment, go Maharaja! And his body will burn to ashes, becoming ugly in a single minute! I am going to recite that very mantra from my own mouth now, Maharaja, I have no other alternative left, go!"
The moment he heard such a grand terrifying miraculous message with his own two ears from Rupanjan's mouth—about the existence of a whole 'terrifying miraculous sorcerous lemon' inside his bag, and about 'evil spirits possessing the body and shattering and devastating the home and household' due to touching that lemon—that King standing before the throne completely recoiled in a single moment out of the supreme fear within his own mind! The fair face of the Maharaja turned completely pale like a dried mango out of fear in a single second. Gripping his royal veil tightly with both hands, making his two eyes large toward Rupanjan, trembling thoroughly, he screamed out, saying, "Ore Rupanjan child—with what audacity are you roaming around even the slightest bit in the inner palace of the royal residence of this neighboring kingdom, carrying such a whole terrifying and wretched sorcerous lemon of hell inside your bag with your own hands, let me hear? And despite my being the King of this royal palace, why did you not open your own mouth beforehand to warn me about such a formidably grand and dangerous miraculous lemon even a single time, let me hear? You had endangered the lives of us all in a single second, re Rupanjan child! You stop reciting that wretched mantra from your mouth this very moment let see, I am becoming thoroughly frightened, child!"
Seeing the Maharaja completely reduced to an earthworm and trembling out of fear within the trap of his own intellect—our clever heroic man Rupanjan concealed a grand smile of victory within his own mind and made his face thoroughly grave. Standing before the Maharaja, waving his two hands in the air, he began to say in a thoroughly contemptuous tone, "Ah, Maharaja! Being the King of an entire country, why are you harboring so much fear within your mind unnecessarily, let me hear? For any good human being or any servant inside this royal palace, or for anyone in your own royal family, that lemon does not hold the power to cause even the slightest bit of harm, not a single drop, Maharaja! I had brought that terrifying miraculous lemon from a sorcerer of the forest with my own hands for a thoroughly secret royal task; I had a grand tantrik task to perform to completely mesmerize a thoroughly beautiful venomous snake of a girl of this neighboring kingdom on the strength of my boon and through my own magic—therefore, I had hidden that lemon thoroughly carefully inside my bag, go Maharaja! Consequently, there is absolutely nothing for anyone in this royal palace to fear even the slightest bit; this was created for the destruction of someone else of another kingdom! But Maharaja—now, standing in this light of dawn, I can see with extreme regret that—falling into the trap of the thieves of this court, that essential cloth bag of mine was formidably stolen away!"