Rio Ferdinand: Internal War

The thread that coagulates.

In some ways, something needs to be told to you . For now we can indeed assume that the journey will be smooth. Although there is certainly no concept where the journey of some Demigods and spirits is really calm and unimpeded .

But that's what we've been through.

This journey has been too peaceful . Remembering how I climbed a small hill in the village of fifteen kilometers and headed for the hut, but was confronted by a Minotaurus.

Well, there is a possibility that the origin of the awkwardness of our trip was indeed from the Black Bible .

"Rare the deck here? don't you want Grandpa to go inside ? The restaurant that you call it is deep into you know.." the gaze of the grandfather pick up is sad. As if he would see us like his children or grandchildren who need a little help from him . Honestly, that gaze is a warm gaze .

"No cake, we can do our own way . We also want to look around the village "Rista grinned to make the grandfather calm down.

"Alright, take care of yourself . And one more thing, if you know the sisters and the man then please deliver this letter." the grandfather took out an envelope from inside his pants pocket.

"What does it look like ?" ask my grandfather .

"His brother was shorter than his sister. The older sister wears a crescent-shaped earring on her left ear, while for her younger sister, she wears a sun-shaped earring on her right ear. And he also wears a silver necklace without a pendant . Just tell me this is from me, and they'll understand." the grandfather stuck out the envelope .

I took the envelope and kept it in my Levis jacket inner pocket .

"All right, we'll deliver." I promised the grandfather.

"Thank you, oh yes, there is a little supply for you guys . Please eat out yes, it's good and I'm happy if you don't eat the dishes in the restaurant." the grandfather again took out a very large Tupperware which was put in red plastic .

Rista accepted it while commenting on a smile.

"I'm so happy if you're alive, thank you "after that grandfather turned his car around and left us .

We got off the ride right in front of the village monument of the place . On our front monument is written "Handil part IV" and below it is engraved with classic ornaments from the Dayak tribe, complete with bird carvings of hornbills. The four of us nodded and walked into the village.

Sofia and the others have entered my body, and for Mbak Kunti he prefers to go into a perfume bottle that Rista carries .

The first impression we took from this village was quite friendly and peaceful . When we walked through a gathering, they greeted us kindly and even had time to invite us to chat from where you came from. Of all that we have seen and we have been careful, there is absolutely no sign that this village has an intimidation of supernatural beings.

But that opinion was broken when we arrived at a small inn called Umbrella.

This small inn stands on two floors, complete with a swimming pool in the backyard . I also just saw a small inn that has a swimming pool and has two floors . Why do I say small?, it is because the width is no more and no less than twenty-five meters by sixty-three meters . Inside her were only six rooms and all six were on top . I asked, are all the inns here like that ? I think so because this Umbrella inn has the best facilities in all accommodation in this village . What made me strange, was the presence and considerable power lodged beneath this inn . I don't know what or who, I don't think much about it. Sometimes there are things that we do not need to know and it's good that we do not need to be involved in the rules of the supernatural . Because of all that I have learned, there is a silent covenant between the three beings on this earth that we must not reject . Man, the Gods, and the Eternal Entity .

Without a long delay, we booked two rooms above . One room for me both with Ricky, and another room for Zahra and Rista .

I lay myself down on a two-man mattress, and I was immersed in my wild thoughts about 'he' who was already an enemy . But I still don't believe about the reason he got into the OCC. Because basically, I've never seen is fight . Even more surprising is that he fought a duel with Aden and could almost defeat Aden decisively if not separated by Wukong.

Was that how strong he was all this time? then how about when I used to beat up thugs when I saw him in a jegat and in a pickpocket on a deserted road?. I was confused when I linked all my memories with him .

"Hey Rio, I'm going out for a while . Want to nitip something ?" I woke up from my wild daydream when I heard the sound of a doorknob being opened by Ricky .

"Are you nitip or not? or don't you want a nitip?" ask Ricky again .

"We came out the same way, I wanted to get some fresh air too." I reached into my pants pocket and I found that my purse was still there.

"I think lost when dueling with the priest, it turns out there is still . Hahaha" I walked out of the inn room and closed the doorknob .

"Hey, it's a wallet that the guild girl gave, of course everything there must have magical powers and will definitely return to the bag even though it was thrown to the end of the kulon" obviously Ricky .

"Relatedly? what spell do you use?" ask again .

"Maybe the Goddess Chichete spell level three?" answer Ricky.

"Not in lesson , level magic that can only return in a radius of ten to twenty meters? the rest of the spell will be re-examined and will go back to the speller ?" I'd love to correct Ricky's pretentious explanation . Though he had been inside the Demigod hut for a long time .

"really? as I recall it's a spell that will return wherever and whenever" Ricky walked ahead of me while his head was mangosteen.

"Either if the lesson time is important, do not all the explanations you take and enter into the brain all ."

I walked back and passed Ricky . When I got ahead of him, I don't know what Ricky thought he pulled my collar and dragged me off the trail and I fell down on the grass .

"Buset by****** Zeus, what the hell are you?" I almost wanted to scream out at Ricky, and I even wanted to say a rude word if he didn't tell me to shut up .

"Hussstttt... You don't feel anything from the sidewalk there?" Ricky pointed to the path in question .

The road was the right-hand section at the end of the path we were traversing & it was still a walkway for pedestrians and motorbikes . What makes me weird is, the statement Ricky gave was true . I saw an occult thread clumped at the end . And the remaining thread extends down the path .

In the lesson 'Sunseen nature contract', we are taught that the thread that clumps at the end and the rest unfolds is a sign that there is some kind of collision contract for the survival of a contractor. There are three agreements, the first form (beauty or youth) the second physical (strength or longevity) and the third is prosperity (abundance of produce or business lived).

This type of contract is usually only intended from generation to generation, such as from hereditary ancestors to the next few descendants . If one of the offspring releases the contract, then also break the thread. The side effect of breaking the contract is, the generation that breaks the relationship will be attended by the contract expert and ask for the fall of one head of his family .

"Is this our mission Rick?" ask in whispers .

"Yes, none other than this is not our mission." he stood up while tidying up his clothes .

"Bring a pounding device?" a rather silly question.

"Bring always, want a duo versus every body?" my husband stood up too.

"Gas !"

And we stepped foot into the tangled thread of the occult.

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