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–Don’t take it bad –He said smiling for first time– but is that here has been talked a lot
of you, perhaps more than in Germany. You know: these people have psychic faculties very
developed and for many weeks they have capted you while you were coming. I’d not exaggerate
at all if I affirm you that the whole spiritual Tibet knows in this moment your arrival to Bhutan!

Well, von Sübermann: you have been psychically observed and described in many
different ways, hence my doubts. There are some who sustain that you are a Great Saint, and
others, on the contrary, make of you a Terrible Warrior. –Once again, the interrogation was
painted in his face–. But we know that you are the last. Don’t you?

There was a tone of doubt in the voice of von Grossen that bothered me a lot.

–Indeed, Kamerad von Grossen! According to the Rule of the Black Order I am a
Warrior, a Wise Warrior. I ignore what appearance you supposed that I had, but have no
doubts that I am capable to kill in the most terrible way. And that I will kill in that
mode whoever tries to frustrate my mission.

–Good! –Karl exclaimed with evident sincerity– I repeat: you must forgive my surprise
but, after so many months waiting, and hearing the craziest stories of the lamas, I didn’t know
anymore what kind of man they were waiting. I am happy to know that you are a complete
officer von Sübermann!

Karl von Grossen and Heinz Schmidt, who not said any word neither, would say
afterwards, because he was otherwise discreet, they had reached us five km. before the
Monastery. In that moment we arrived and we were invited to enter in a comfortable hall,
where was burning firewood and guano in a stone home; outside reigned a temperature of ten
degrees below zero.

In reality we were not in a simple monastery of lamas, as I had supposed, but in a small
citadel surrounded by a dissuasive wall: behind the walls existed three edifices of very different
architecture. The most imposing, was the Palace of Dharma Rajah, where in Winter resided the
spiritual Chief of Bhutan. The second in importance was an ancient Pagoda, perhaps the oldest
construction of the set. –Is a Temple carved magnificently in just one and colossal piece of
stone –Karkl von Grossen explained us when we crossed the exterior courtyard–. It dates from
the times in which this region was dominated by the Buddhist Priests of Manipur: the
Temple was dedicated to the Cult of the Vaivasvata Manu, whoe reings the present mânvantâra
or Manuvantara, i.e., the cycle of the existence of a Humanity of animal-men. Later, the
Country was conquered by a tribe lopa at the command of Taoist Initiates, who were
profoundly iconoclasts and hated to all the Priests, without distinction of Cult. They,
naturally, closed the temple after passing by knife their last dwellers. If that would have not

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