Hunters And White Lotus
chapter six's
"So you are now close to Radit huh," Hana muttered "But why does Ipan still continue to adore you Hah?"
Isabella just looked down while sitting down, not out of fear but holding back emotions.
"ANSWER!!" Hana kicked Isabella's chin to the back. Isabella fell lying on the toilet floor.
"Cowok like he doesn't deserve a girl like you," Hana crouched down next to Isabella. Then forced Isabella to sit up, with her black hair "But why?"
"Do you know the answer?" Isabella opened her mouth after a long silence "You are ugly j*lang," Isabella looked down at the person before her.
BUAGH !!.
One punch slammed into Isabella's face.
"DORC!!" Hana got up to stand ready to kick Isabella as much as possible. Isabella clenched her jaws tightly, her red eyes now burning.
"Stop you two!!" A teacher slammed the toilet door to stop Hana from moving.
"Mother.this," Hana looks panicked.
"Hana, Isabella's coming to the office! what is this attitude of yours!?" The teacher went berserk, his face flushed with restraining emotions. Behind the Master Isabella saw a familiar figure, the figure put on a triumphant face.
"Radit" muttered Isabella, Isabella smiled faintly.
.
.
.
"This mother misunderstood me, I never beat up or bullied Isabella, I.e.ladi.tadi want to help Isabella who fell in the bathroom!!" Hana explained frantically, her face looking like it wanted to cry.
"Lying" About Radit, he looked coldly at the person opposite him "If you want to lie for a reasonable reason, dong,"
"Do you have any proof?!"
Radit picked up his cell phone and tuned the video footage.
'you deserve to die!!!'
BUAGHS
'water him with that garbage water!!'
BYUR!!
'hahahaha!!!!!!'
Hana is silent to see a video of herself inside Radit's cell phone. And at the same time that the video ran out, Radit put on a triumphant face, and then he said, "You think I'm quiet."
"Mom is a video edit!!" Hana called out hysterically
"Quite Hana!, you think you didn't hear that in the toilet just now!!" The teacher kicked the table with emotion, making an instant of silence.
"Well, you can't behave like that!! This is a school not a prison! If you don't like it then you can't be a vigilante!" The teacher clenched a fist, signifying how angry he was.
"Isabella and Radit come out, and thank you Radit for that." The teacher ordered, the two of them nodded and walked out of the BK room.
The two of them walked hand in hand in the hallway, an awkward atmosphere enveloping them. Radit breathed slowly.
"If there's anything to say! Don't just shut up!" Radit with half an emotion hung over Isabella's head slowly.
"Why should I tell you?" Isabella rubbed her head in annoyance.
"We're friends, you idiot!" Radit snorted in annoyance.
"Since when?" Isabella frowned.
"A week ago, at the cafe!" with emotion Radit again hung Isabella's head.
These memories.
Unforgettable
(***)
Tuesday afternoon, in the hallway of Radit's apartment.
"Where are the others?" Radit raised his eyebrows when he saw only Alan standing in front of the elevator.
"I've been waiting for them at school for over half an hour, but they didn't come either, so I decided to come alone to shorten the time." Alan gave Radit a plastic bag.
"Oo.so, yeah come on." Radit receives the plastic bag and leads Alan to his apartment room.
"Radit...what has been unusual lately with your parents ?" Alan asked.
"Why did you suddenly ask that?" Radit looked at Alan.
"Because my parents have been so lately, sometimes they can't hold back their emotions and fight, so they eat more and more." Alan said relax.
"Looks like my parents are mediocre, is it possible because they rarely get together so invisible? when it comes to emotions sometimes." Radit arrived at the door of the apartment, opened it and let Alan in.
"Where are Isabella's parents? why don't they just take care of it?" Alan asked back.
"His parents had died three years ago, so he lived alone in his house and certainly no one took care of him." Radit said as he tidied up the messy sofa cushions and put a plastic bag on the table, then walked towards his room, ten seconds later Radit came out with Isabella from his room.
"Sit on the couch first, I'll catch up with a drink." Radit patted Isabella's lowered shoulder.
Isabella nodded, and Radit smiled and walked into the kitchen.
Isabella sat across from Alan, her head still down like a scared person. Alan watched Isabella's behavior for a moment and grabbed a plastic bag on the table and pulled out its contents, a medium-sized cake box.
"You want the cake?" Alan offered.
Isabella is still down.
"Came? You want?" Alan repeated the question.
Isabella is still down.
"Did you?"
Isabella raised her head and looked straight at the person in front of her, her red iris staring coldly at the interlocutor.
"You think I don't know? the cake is poisonous, right?" Isabella said in a tone of intimidation, Alan was silent for a moment before he clapped his hands hard.
"Your kiss is great" Alan praised.
"Don't have much to say, you want to kill me, right?" Isabella stared coldly at the person in front of her.
"Of course," Alan plucked his finger and immediately his hand was wrapped in a red fire that raged horribly "Let's go through your sins."
"Living by pretending to be a normal human being is so nauseating, this hunger always wants to make me kill myself, but fate always says something else." Isabella's red eyes stare blankly "Hey, Alan.kill me." Isabella is desperate.
"Sad last words,"
Meanwhile in the kitchen, Radit just looked on in disbelief at the door in front of him. The door that originally connected the kitchen and guest room, now changed into his room room. From the door he could see clearly his white mattress instead of his two friends sitting on the sofa.
(***)
Alan brandished his palm forward, preparing to send out a burst of flames. Isabella stood resignedly, her red eyes staring blankly, in her subconscious another figure spoke
"You won't be strong" the Hoarse Voice spoke.
"What do you mean?"
"You may be able to hold me back from human flesh or blood, but you won't be able to hold me back while dying, mentally you're not strong enough to hold me back, and in the end you will accept my existence because I am a part of you." the hoarse voice echoed in Isabella's mind.
BUGH!
One fist of fire slammed into Isabella's face, sending her bouncing off the sofa. His body hit hard against the wall next to the kitchen door, fresh blood spewed out Isabella. The small cracks on the wall showed just how powerful the fist was.
"Receive yourself for who you are, accept me, the destiny you have determined will not be changed, you are no longer a human being, you are now a demon."
"Whisper! I never expected it to be like this! you're the one who made me like this! all this suffering and pain you are the cause! All these terrible destinies you are the cause!!" Isabella screamed hysterically in her heart.
One kick Alan slammed into Isabella's chin, the sound of cracked bones echoing across the ceiling of the room. Isabella fell down unable to maintain balance. Alan crouched down and strangled Isabella.
"There's no need to hold it in, I know in your mind something's going on a rampage to avenge me." Alan smiled cruelly.
Isabella was still silent not to reply to the words of her opponent, Alan snorted and strengthened his grip on the neck of his law, making Isabella wide and shouted stifled.
"I think I should go fishing." Every second Alan strengthened his grip, Isabella thrashed trying to release but what Alan's power was much stronger. Actually he could reply if the hoarse-voiced figure controlled his body, but he still refused because he made up his mind to end it here.
His gaze started to blur, his lungs had now stopped working, his heartbeat slowed down, his burning red eyes slowly dimmed.
Jrass!!
Radit ran out of the kitchen, his hand clasping the kitchen knife slashing at Alan's neck from the side, a gaping wound along with the blood pouring out. Iris Radit shrank, emitting overflowing anger.
Alan fell to his knees, his hands clutching Isabella's neck loose. Quickly Radit took the opportunity, he immediately carried Isabella and walked at full speed to the door of his room.
When they entered they were not in Radit's room but Radit's parents' room. Radit breathed irregularly, his face pale like a corpse, slowly he dropped his body to the floor still carrying Isabella.
"Nor.." Isabella made a hoarse voice because she was giggled.
"I don't know what's going on, everything feels so crazy, my house instantly becomes like a labyrinth." Radit paused for a moment to take a breath "However I know one thing.si b*jing*n is outrageous."
"You hear that?"
"You know that kitchen next to the living room? so I can hear your conversation even vaguely," Radit set his breath.
"How did you get out of this crazy labyrinth and how did you come up next to me?"
"I began to understand this labyrinth, the doors in my house seemed to be in disarray. At first I opened the kitchen door and found my room, then I tried to close and reopen it because I did not believe and I actually found the toilet room. From this I understood that the doors in my house would be connected to a room in my apartment at random. So I kept opening the door many times to find you." Radit sighed "we have to get out of here," Radit laid Isabella on the bed.
Brakk!
Alan kicked hard at the door until it came off its hinges, and then he walked in. The wound from Radit's knife was still scarred, red blood staining the collar of his school uniform.
"Radit, it's hard for you to understand, what you see is not what you think, it's all for your good even this world." Alan looked seriously at Radit.
"I don't understand what you're saying, my brain can't digest what it means" Radit pointed a kitchen knife at Alan "Devil, magic, crazy labyrinth. I didn't know if I was sane or not, it made me want to vomit!" Radit continued, he used emphasis at the end of his sentence.
Alan stepped slowly towards Radit, Radit getting stronger grasping the handle of his kitchen knife. He was ready to attack if anything happened. They live three meters away
"Keep away." Alan exclaimed to drive Radit away but that did not make Radit move in the slightest from his position. They are a meter away. They were facing each other, their eyes were exchanging anger, Radit was already preparing to stab the person in front of him.
"Keep away or-"
"Kill it!!" Radit suddenly advanced, then with all his might he tried to stab Alan in the chest. Alan did not dodge he just fell silent with a flat face.
The deg!
As Radit froze, his body suddenly became like a statue, unable to move. Radit tried hard to move his body but his body seemed to refuse his orders. His strong-grasping blade tang suddenly loosened and dropped the blade onto the floor, his limbs as if under people's control. Alan walked slowly to the bed.
"Don't touch him damn it!!" Radit called out threateningly.
Alan just kept quiet and continued on his way.
"Stay fuckin!" Radit growled, still trying hard to move his body, but Alan ignored him.
Alan had reached the edge of the mattress, his dark orange irises staring at the weakly lying flat of Isabella. He raised his hand into the air, a fire as small as a marble floating above his palm.
"What are you gonna do?!" Radit asked in anger.
The flame grew bigger and formed a sword silhouette. Alan grasped the sword-shaped flame and instantly turned into a golden sword.
"I beg you not to do it." Radit bit his lips, his voice softened. He can no longer do anything.
The golden sword was held up high, Alan stared for a moment at Isabella who was lying down.
"Tree..," Radit's voice trembled, tears streaming down his face.
In her heart Isabella wept, all her courage to die instantly vanished and now she became frightened. He was afraid Radit would be sad, he was afraid Radit would not forgive him, he was afraid he would not greet him again when he knew that after this Radit would not be able to be with him again. Instantly he looked back at the pieces of his memories.
If anything says! Don't just shut up !!
We're friends, you idiot!
You fat!!
"Hey Dyra, please borrow your powers."
"Well, where's your suicidal spirit?" Dyra said haughtily.
"I don't know why I can't die here.I don't know why ."
Alan swung his sword, Radit exclaimed helplessly, tears streaming down Isabella's face.
The deg!
Alan froze, staring in disbelief. His movements stopped, his golden sword was only a moment away from Isabella's neck. Isabella opened her eyes, revealing the snake's iris was glowing yellow.
Magic art: White destiny
Instantly everything turned dark, pitch-black. As if their eyesight had been taken away, the terrible air felt so dense, even Radit had difficulty breathing, they were silent from fear, not daring to move in the slightest.
Five seconds later, a speck of light appeared, the longer the light grew bigger and more dazzling. Alan and Radit close their eyes, unable to withstand the glare. As the light dimmed, Radit opened his eyes slowly.
Living room. Somehow they returned to the guest room, Radit circulated the view, looking around the figure of Isabella, everything he noticed in detail but he could not find the figure, he could not find the figure, there is only a guest room as usual with a TV lit up without cracks on the wall or a sofa that plunged. Radit fell down, his body was able to move freely, with rough he wiped the tears on his face.
He ran, Alan's mind was upset. He breathed and then reached into his pocket.
"Hey Radit, take this." Alan thrust out a black knife.
Radit was still silent, he did not answer Alan.
"If there's any more senseless occurrence like this, use this knife. I have to go." Alan put the knife on the floor. He immediately went through the door of the apartment, then immediately ran towards the elevator, trying to chase after Isabella.
Radit just fell silent, he did not understand everything that had just happened, his mind was completely lost to digest everything. But for sure he felt one thing, his heart was so bitter that it even felt so tight. His eyes stared blankly at the wooden floor.
This whole thing is so crazy.
(***)
In the city park, in the bushes.
Isabella crept on the ground, sweat flooded her face, her breathing roared violently, her legs now dead, unable to move. With his remaining energy he painstakingly moved.
"Life, life, life" he weakly repeated those words.
"Must.live," Isabella stopped creeping, her snake's iris faded and changed to its original color. Isabella was so tired that all her limbs refused to move, dizziness attacked the head made everything so blurred, slowly her eyes closed, she was no longer able to resist fatigue.
Srak
Someone who had been observing Isabella came out of hiding, then walked over to her.
"You can't kill him Alan." The man spoke to Alan who was standing behind Isabella.
"He's a very powerful spirit, if he's let in he can be a very dangerous demon." Alan said coldly.
"Maybe.but what if we try?" The man looked at Alan
"Let's Delon aside, you're interrupting my work." Alan raised his sword high.
"Ah.before that. You should see this," Delon gave a letter with a lotus stamp on it. Alan accepted it then opened it and read it for a moment.
"Look, even the center asked us to. I mean the White Nymp to take care of it." Delon received the letter back.
"I don't understand the chairman's mindset, looking after him? A demon like this will be difficult to deal with, he is not an ordinary Devil." Alan said coldly.
"He hasn't reached the demon Alan, he's just a lost spirit." Delon replied with a cold word.
"However, right? he's a descendant of Arzel, the devil." Alan stared coldly at Isabella.
"We can't judge people by the cover. You know, your job is there, I know you're not done." Delon carried Isabella's body and carried it.
"Sad.basic." Alan turned around and walked away.
