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The Kuruvinda, hearing the words of violence and law, joined his hands and went away. In the morning, he had a well built and filled it with artificial blood. ||23||
Satisfied, the king entered it. While bathing, he realized that it was not blood, but definitely lac dye. "This deceitful son, I will kill him." The dust of sin entered his mind. He took out his jeweled dagger, as if an old elephant was against an elephant. Running after him, the king, tall like a mountain, slipped and fell, and died going to hell due to his own hand's dagger cutting his limbs. The relatives, broken by the grief of the wise, cried out in despair. And you too, listen to the mark of your lineage. There was a king named Dandaka, who was like Kamadeva himself in form, who punished the enemies long ago, and who held the punishment. His son, Manimali, who was free from injustice,