Bed Relationship Pleasure System
[Acts 7.12] Butler Without Master
A few years after successfully creating his own martial arts, Igor has now become a man.
He walked across the village with a friendly smile on his face. Igor watched the villagers who were preoccupied with their daily lives.
Igor then saw one of the villagers, a middle-aged man who was sitting relaxing in front of his house. He is Igor's cousin who once followed him into the forest.
"Good day, Kades! How's Kades doing today?" Igor greeted me kindly.
"Gor's OK! Where are you going?"
Yep! In the end Igor did not manage to become a hokage in his village. Because to become Kades, Igor must be chosen by consensus by all villagers. And the villagers did not choose Igor to be their village chief.
"Regular... Wanna take a walk to the forest first" Igor replied with a big smile.
But Igor is already nerimo. He never again thought about himself who could not change the wisdom possessed by the village.
Because of the martial he had. Igor has his own way of protecting his village from danger.
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{Drap Drap Drap.}
A pair of climbers ran with gasping breaths. Through the thick trees in the forest. They were shrouded in a chest-stifling fear.
"Darling, what happened?" asked the female climber with gasping breaths.
"I don't know! Perhaps he is the rumored ghost of the mountain," replied the male climber as he tried to calm himself down.
"That means we're now off the climbing path huh?" ask the female climber to make sure.
"Looks right. Said our seniors, when we meet the mountain ghost, it means that we have strayed too far. We have to find a way out of this forest before night comes."
Both climbers went away from Igor who is now perched on a tree. With the intention to protect his extended family, Igor always drove out the foreigners before they approached the village. So that for years, Igor village never again the arrival of foreigners.
'good! Go!' Igor smiled with satisfaction.
Igor can indeed prevent foreigners from entering his village by using his martial arts. But Igor is just an ordinary man who will not be able to stop the development of the times.
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A giant mine was found on the other side of the mountain where the village of Igor was located. Making a vast forest finally split by the highway. Strangers began to arrive in large numbers. Building civilization along the highway.
The civilization on the side of the road continued to expand until it finally merged with the village where Igor was born.
The remote village of Igor has now been transformed into an advanced countryside thanks to the various technologies brought by the settlers. The remote village has now been turned into the Abizard Mining Village.
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Igor who in childhood used to live with friends with nature. After adulthood, being forced to live in the hustle and bustle of life makes money the pulse of life.
Igor has to adapt. So, in order to connect his life, Igor must find a way to make money.
Finally, by utilizing an old building located on the outskirts of the village. Igor opened a very simple silat. To teach the Calabrian Silat School. A martial art Igor created himself.
"Igor, I'm very supportive of your idea to open this silat store," one of the villagers told Igor.
"I just feel like I'm too old to work in the mines. I'm a colossal generation that wants to protect nature" Igor replied with a friendly smile.
"Yes... What can be done... Our whole idealism must ultimately be defeated by the times."
"You are right Gor.." replied the villagers while grieving.
Niatan Igor in establishing silat padepokan was indeed welcomed by some villagers. Especially those who are 40 plus plus like Igor.
However, due to Igor's inability to do promotion and marketing. For a dozen years, the Calabrian School of Silat had few disciples.
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The low popularity of the Calabrian Silat Stream, made Igor also diluted by economic problems.
"We can't be teachers... We had to do our job, "even though they came in a rough way, but these loan sharks came to tell us that they'd snatch the silat if Igor couldn't pay his debts.
"Can you give me some time? This plaza is very important for this village," Igor expected a little leniency.
"Tomorrow teacher. We can only give the teacher until tomorrow. If we don't do our job tomorrow. Then we will die. Please teacher allow us to evict this plunder," the loan sharks said very politely.
If only what they are facing right now is not Igor, of course they have been rude ever since. They knew that Igor was much stronger than all of them.
"good. I understand" Igor replied.
As for the loan sharks, Igor asked one of his students. "So they don't want to help us?"
"There is no Master" replied Igor's student, looking down in disappointment.
"So how are they doing now? Are they having economic difficulties too?" Igor asked with a worried tone.
"Rather the opposite teacher. They've all been successful."
"Ooh... They're successful now?"
"Yes the teacher."
"And they really don't want to help?"
"True Teacher."
I do not know how many times Igor sent his students to pit their fate in other cities in order to promote the Calabrian School of Silat.
But, after the disciples had achieved success, none of the students returned home. Do not send new students or give a little money. Not even to come in touch.
They all forgot the existence of the clap and also the teacher who had empowered him. And without martial arts that Igor taught, they all certainly will not be able to achieve success in the big city.
Igor looked to be kneading his forehead. Looking for ways to overcome the economic problems that are entangling it.
"Teacher, maybe we can seek help from a charity only... They may be able to help us pay off our debts" suggested one of Igor's students.
"Yes teacher. Maybe they can help us" said another student.
"Yes, let's try" Igor replied.
"Then we will go to Gandasuli now, ' said Igor's disciple.
Using a motorbike, two of Igor's students went to Gandasuli. Find a charity that can help them pay off debts.
But nevertheless...
Assistance cannot be obtained in one day, there are many conditions that Igor must meet. So that the next day, Igor had to let his paddle be sealed by the loan sharks.
Igor and his seven disciples could only duck. Indeed, physically, this pile is dilapidated. But the memories and also the sweat that had dripped in them, there was no way they could just forget about it.
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