Santri Famiglia's

Take Role

Sanubari chokes on kiwano. He coughed, momentarily diverting the sudden tension crawling in the room. Fanonberg poured water and gave Sanubari a glass of it.

Abrizar surprises not only Fanon, Sanubari does not expect that they are looking for a farmer Kiwano. Sanubari quickly downed the water to the toilet.

Half of it, he's not ready. Ready or not, however, he had to do as Abrizar had said one day before their departure.

"Let's test the speed of your thinking skills!" Abrizar smile. Sitting on a swing, he moved his legs forward and backward without leaving the surface, making his holder swing slowly.

"Any mind can measure its speed? Just like a vehicle."

Sanubari thrust his feet hard, throwing his body swaying violently. The twilight breeze hit the face, refreshing the warm afternoon.

"could certainly. It will be seen when you meet him later. How long it takes you to conquer it—that's your thinking speed."

Hearing the word 'conqueror', Sanubari immediately set foot to stop the pace. At that time, he was not sure of winning if he had to compete physically with the current condition of his body. Samubari clearly understood how limited the movement was due to the disease.

"So, we're coming to challenge him to a fight?"

Sanubari looked at Abrizar. Orange light shone on the man. The pigeons coiled, flew low, gathered on one side of the fountain, pecking at the tiles, eating the feed spread by an old woman.

Then, a perch on Abrizar's wand, as if staring at the man. He was reflected in Abrizar's sunglasses. The bird had no fear at all.

"No, Sanu. The best of knights, it is still better not to have a sword than a sword. Still better who uses the brain than the muscles."

"When you use a gun or not, fighting is fighting. Bacot is still called a quarrel."

"Come on, Sanu, use your brains!"

The pigeons cut their conversation. Presumably, the pigeon did not like being ignored for too long. Abrizar also reached into the pocket of his pants.

"Oh, sorry, man! Do you want anything from me?"

Abrizar's question was responded to with a whimper by the pigeon. The pigeon was very henchmen, Sanubari noticed it.

"As usual?" abrizar then clasped the stick between his groin.

The sounding back. Abrizar opened a packet of peeled oven quaci. He threw me into the palm of his hand. The pigeons eat from there.

"Can't you speak animal language?"

Sanubari stared at the voracious pigeon. That little bird is really brave.

"No. I come here sometimes. Sit enjoying the air or the warmth of the twilight and early morning sun while eating a quaci. Then, this pigeon came to me. From then on, he came to me every time I sat here."

"Did Brother have any more kuaci? I want to too."

"Hey, we're not here to discuss pigeons or quaci. Let's get back to the topic! If you want me to kiss, then we can buy it while we go home"

"okay."

"Not all problems can be solved by physical or debate. You don't want to be a war trigger, do you? If you want a true peacemaker, make your tongue your sword! Make the most of the commlated path without bloodshed, okay?"

"Discussion meant? What do you want to discuss?"

"Anything. The important thing, can be to convince, seduce, invite him to cooperate with us. To make things easier, I'll give you a little hint ...."

He and his organization seized the property of the corrupt, and distributed it to the little people. They executed anyone who was seen as unworthy in their eyes. In addition, they also export resources legally.

Compared to the other three rulers, Enguswartin is the only one who has a vision mission or rather close to the wishes of Sanubari according to Abrizar. Based on his analysis, the equation will make it easier for them to hook Enguswartin.

Enguswartin is also an organization that is very unwilling to intersect with L'eterna Volonta. If the worst possibility is present, both can use the name L'eterna Volonta to avoid death.

It was not without reason that they named their organization Angels from the Black Desert. They really think of themselves as a life-extracting malaika who has the right to take the soul of anyone. More or less, like that in the police files.

They are very bad in most police records. However, some people think they are good enough. It took a long time for Abrizar to search for the truth among the twisted facts.

"We might meet the floor before we reach that place, maybe not. I'll give you a sign. When that comes, you have to do what we planned!" concluded Abrizar.

The pigeons have been eating since. Abrizar let her go.

"How's the code?"

"I'll say if we look for him, say his name."

"What's his name?"

"You'll know when the time comes."

The explanation was very long. Sanubari cannot remember everything. However, he was quite happy. The members of Enguswartin they will recruit turned out to be friendly cheerful farmers.

That's quite a relief. Sanubari thought they could grow crops together if they managed to recruit him.

Meanwhile, Fukai in the front room was still chatting with one of the responsible in the research team to find a medicinal herb for Sanubari. He deliberately stayed away so as not to disturb their chatter.

Fanon still looked at Abrizar and Sanubari with caution. He was wondering whether these three people would harm him or not.

"I don't know you at all. What did you guys find me for?"

"We don't know you either, but we know enough about you—an economist who has raised the level of Mafia welfare, then made the island the most prosperous and almost broke through the richest position on the continent, although naturalness and simplicity are still awake there," explains Abrizar.

Fanon laughed at that. There could be a group of people willing to penetrate the wilds full of wild beasts just to look for it because they heard the rumors. But there is still something strange here.

"Am I that famous? You guys defied danger to ask for my autograph? But there's a more important point here. No one knew I lived in the middle of the forest. You are definitely not just a layman or fan. Tell me who you are!"

At the end of the sentence, Fanon's expression turned serious again. His tone was full of emphasis.

"I know you usually live and work in Nigeria, then come here every weekend or holiday. But, since the outbreak of the virus, you left Nigeria and settled here. What if someone follows you on your journey?"

Abrizar said it very calmly. He kept smiling. Even though his gaze was blank, the smile was clearly aimed at whom.

Fanon observed the two men. They were smiling, not at all looking like delinquents or bad intentions. He digested all of Abrizar's words, then smiled again. Nerves also loosened.

"This is a warning to me. I have to be more careful next time. Thank you, man! You guys are pretty crazy fans. I hope you're not crazier than this."

"We're still sane. Thousand percent sane. Actually, we came here to invite Mr. Kora to join our group."

The voice came from Sanubari. Abrizar has said the code. Sanubari had to take the role in order to pass the Abriza exam.