Magical Adventure Book

[Chapter 27-2] De Javu Talse Island

The mainland! After the trip on the ship, which lasted for a month less, my feet finally got a concrete foothold, which did not sway and make me nauseous, especially after eating.

Oh ... mainland, want me to kiss you, to express gratitude in my heart. In front of me there is anj*ing sitting again good because.

Forget about the anj*ing! We go back to the main topic.

Less than two weeks ago. Fortunately, my prejudice that we would be thrown overboard by Captain Sando, was not until it happened. It was true that Yenz made a fuss in the command room, which turned out to have a personal WC!

Goddamnit!

Me, Leo, and some ABKs, came to the captain's room. Find out the source of the commotion.

They were still fighting when we barged in. From there, we know the problem they are fighting. About this ship's shipping line.

Yenz disagrees with Captain Sando, who will continue to take ships to the Andapala kingdom, after unloading cargo on the island of Talse. A small island, which is at the end of the Vajal state.

I don't know what happened to Yenz. Why would he bother with such a small thing? But according to Leo, Talse and Andapala are not so far away. It only takes a few hours to get there.

After all, all I know from the ship's crew, going to Andapala is a request from Apak Lapo, who was approved by Captain Sando, because that's where they started. It was requested by the kind-hearted old man, just so that I could stay there, who had no extradition treaty with Vajal.

What is wrong and what is the problem? Is that so important to her journey? until you don't stop for a moment.

Thought by me. Based on the title of this book, could it be that the place that Yenz was willing to go to was a lost continent? And, it also had to do with her strange wooden box?

Don't know. The last time I talked about it, it ended in a commotion, and he became sulking like a boy!

For the rest of the trip, Yenz was no longer willing to approach the ship's bridge. Prefer to stay in the room. Every now and then he checks my wound, or spends time reading the book in Leo's bag. Sometimes he felt at home listening to the ramblings of the Jamet, who was not clear in his juntrungan, rather than chatting with me.

After noon, we docked in the waters of the island of Talse. Lower the anchor, then go to the beach using a small boat. Up on the surrounding land filled with trees and dense vegetation, like a jungle forest, we prepared to guard the post as a cargo grease team, which was instigated by a boat, from a black ship.

I was amazed to see Leo, who alone could instill half as much cargo in the boat. That he did quickly and neatly, by just making himself sweat a little.

Don't ask about Yenz. The weak skinny man, only able to carry a few sacks and boxes, then rested for a long time with breathless breath.

Finish we drop the goods. Not long after, Captain Sando who had originally entered the jungle, across the coast, came back with several people.

I guess they are the original inhabitants of this island. Those brown-skinned people, short-bodied, all bare-chested. Only wear pants above the knee, which are made of animal skin.

We as a team that was already on the ground, went to enter the jungle. Not far inside, there is a wide path. I was a bit shocked and scared once I got there, because a pack of coyotes were already waiting in a standby position.

I was a little relieved when I was told by one of the crew that the dogs were the pets of the villagers. The four-legged animals, in charge of guarding the villages, farms, fields, and gardens of other animals, such as***, snakes, and dangerous wild animals.

I was with the group continuing the journey. Still with a little bit of caution, for fear of the brown-haired ajag (jungle dog), who continue to escort us on the right and left side it will pounce.

Different from the burly people, who casually go together ajag, carrying cargo from the beach with fast steps. I think their energy might be comparable to Leo's.

Far enough we stepped on the path, until finally reached a fairly large village. Very organized, neat, also clean.

Unlike my initial estimate, who guessed that the dwelling place of this inland tribe would be seedy, dirty, and messy. Muddy is also full of dirt, with many dogs,***, as well as farm animals roaming or wallowing.

It turns out that far from a shadow - not a hope - this village is so organized. The houses are oval-shaped, built of wood, with thatched roofs, and unique doors, which are like made from an arrangement of twigs. Tied to each other, until rectangular in shape.

The residence was all, given a wooden fence and arranged into blocks, measuring three times three, with an empty center, which was used for several joint activities. It is explained that usually in one block, there are people who are still close relatives.

Between the two fortresses of a tightly arranged arrangement of wooden housing blocks extends, there is a walkway. At first it was narrow with its left and right sides bounded by bamboo fences - in some sections a long pole was attached that served as a torch at night - to then further widen to the end. It ended up in a big house. Where the village leader lives.

A grey-bearded bald man, with a hunchback body refuted by a cane, came out of the door of the high-stilt house in front of us.

While I was busy stealing a glance at the girl, who was wearing knee-length canal clothes, with trousers as her subordinates, my ribs were suddenly nudged by the nosy Jamet.

"Sir, do you know what the term for a situation is, where have we ever felt somewhere, but never been there before?"

I looked up at the young man. Annoyed, surprised by his question.

"De Javu you mean?"

The young man nodded with sparkling eyes. "Yes right. I'm feeling it now."

More surprised I will be the behavior of the eccentric young man.

I was about to ask back, when Captain Sando-previously he preached first with the tribe elder-told us to go up to the stage house.

We were welcomed and welcome to enter, when we were on the terrace of the house, by the old man named Perota. The elder, as well as the village elder. His voice was soft, with a strange accent that seemed to emit words from the nose. Nasal.

Oh yea. Before you think weird. Need me an underline. The people of this tribe, are by no means primitive - for the size of the times in this world - and all of them wear full clothing.

The plural of the material uses a dominant dark-colored woven cloth. Men usually wear plain colored t-shirts and trousers, while women, use uniquely patterned negligee such as flower or animal paintings. The clothes, equipped with a large cloth, were coiled around the waist. Like a kimono maybe.

The people who wore shorts on their knees, from the star skin, were villagers who were working in the fields. You could say, it was their uniform while cultivating the land and also breeding.

Inside the stilt house, we sat cross-legged in a circle, and immediately entertained with a unique processed food fragrant barbau.

On a mat of woven bark, we began to eat a large tempting dish. Using a plate made of leaves, yellow rice, and side dishes that we like ourselves can choose. A full stump was taken, to finally finish we ate.

Really really delicious. The most delicious food, after the previous I only got rations of bland food, made by the ship's chef.

"Thank you for coming, gentlemen. Please rest, or if you want to look around the village, you can ask for help to the young men who stand guard around this house stage, to be a guide." The village elder began to move, assisted by the sweet girl. "Mr Sando, please follow me. For other guests, we apologize if the banquet we gave was less pleasing. Enjoy your time."

I initially found it strange why only Captain Sando was invited by the chief, while we were left behind. After I thought about it, it might just be a business affair between them. It has nothing to do with me.

When the stomach is full, it is best to lie down. I moved to the edge of the large room of this stilt house, which had been provided with a folding mattress. I'm sure it will be delicious, what else is the cool air of this area so cradled.

My eyes had only been half-closed, as I felt the creaking sound of the wooden floor. I slowly raised my head, and found Yenz, who was starting to move out of bed.

What else is he gonna do? When everyone had fallen asleep tired of being mixed with satiety, the beautiful man instead used it to go sneak.

I didn't want to ignore it, but given the events on the ship, my mind grew more agitated. It could be, demand her behavior later, even make us wretched.

I finally went. Piercing used the tip of his foot, to follow him from behind, who was heading towards the side door. That's where Elder Perota and Captain Sando came out.

I cursed in my heart, for accidentally, stepping on the part of the wooden floor that caused a loud rattling. Yenz turned his head with eyes glaring at me.

Without a sound he moved his thin rannum lips. Saying a line of words without a sound. Maybe he wanted to say something, which if my guess was correct, was like this, "O handsome, handsome man, why are you following me!?" Seems like.

I was confused as to what to answer. Lazy to argue without a sound, I move up the right hand, and stick my index finger, in front of the lips I put forward. Sizzling, as a sign so that he is not noisy.

Yenz patted his eel muffled while growling. "You're back! Don't follow me, God damn it!" Hard, with a stifled voice. His hands pointed towards the bed.

His bossy nature came out. That sucks for me. I will return his words, when the sound of reprimand jolts, from the row of mattresses opposite me is heard.

******! It tastes like my heart. We will get into big trouble again for sure! And, again, this is all because of Yenz!