SAVIOR

Padepokan

There were only a few visitors other than the three of them, the other visitors were fighters judging by the weapons they brought.

Gus Mukhlas became the center of attention of some visitors when entering the cafe due to the turban he used, Airish also attracted attention because of the long package on his back.

"The waiter gave us your best vegetable and meat dishes, Grandpa wants to order wine?" Gus Mukhlas looked unperturbed by the gazes of the other guests, he was already used to this situation.

"Of course, give me the best wine you have." Airish laughed.

Asrul took a deep breath, there was no fighter in the martial world who did not like drinking wine and the greatest torture he experienced during his second life was not being able to drink wine.

The headquarters of the Holy Site does not store wine in its kitchen at all, Gus Mukhlas certainly does not allow young people of Asrul's age to drink wine. Actually Asrul was a little rebellious, considering that he had even killed many people, what was the problem of drinking a little wine?

In the end Asrul could only resignedly resist the temptation of the wine the waiter brought, "Three years I can resist because there is no wine in front of me but this..." Asrul did not stop looking at the cup of Airish and Gus Mukhlas which was now filled with wine.

Gus Mukhlas rarely drank wine because of the condition of his body, he realized the gaze of Asrul who now also continues to swallow his saliva. Airish realized the same thing and laughed.

"Asrul, do you want to try it?" Airish offered his cup to Asrul.

Asrul nodded vigorously but of course Airish did not give the cup to him.

"You'll have to wait at least ten more years." Airish then drank from the cup until it was not left, making Asrul grumble.

When their ordered vegetable and meat dishes came, the three ate voraciously. Gus Mukhlas and Asrul had not enjoyed such a warm dish for a long time.

"Gus Mukhlas, if you don't mind can I check your tone?"

After finishing the meal, Airish suddenly asked Gus Mukhlas to extend his hand. After eating a meal together, Airish could feel that both Gus Mukhlas and Asrul were good people. Airish thought about examining Gus Mukhlas and saw that he might be able to heal the young man.

Gus Mukhlas let Airish examine his pulse but did not expect much because Gus Mukhlas knew the true condition of himself. Asrul looked at the two curiously but it didn't take long before Asrul felt disappointed as the look on Airish's face turned ugly.

"Gus Mukhlas... How can you.” Airish was very surprised when examining the condition of the wound in Gus Mukhlas.

Gus Mukhlas only smiled faintly in response, understanding that Airish could not help him. Airish must admit he has never seen a wound this severe, should Gus Mukhlas be dead or at least paralyzed. If not for his ability and talent, Gus Mukhlas might not have been able to live this kind of life.

"Grandfather, I don't have such ambitions..." Gus Mukhlas smiled faintly before looking at Asrul, "I wish I only had enough age to see my disciple become independent and make his name in the martial world."

Airish thought for a moment while looking at Gus Mukhlas and Asrul, "With my current condition I cannot do much, but if your business is done in the city of Mallorca come to my side." Airish took out something from his robe, a bronze medal with Sanskrit letters engraved on it.

The eyes of Gus Mukhlas and Asrul widened when they saw it, because the medal is an identifying mark of someone who came from the Padepokan Budi Suci, one of the strongest white flow padepokan in the Bukit Siguntang region.

Gus Mukhlas' body trembled slightly, Airish's name was actually no stranger to him but he did not associate the Airish name with the old geezer in front of him. Asrul held his breath as well, as he also recognized the figure named Airish of Sacred Mind.

Sacred Budi can be one of the strongest plots of white flow in the martial world because of the existence of five fighters who have very high abilities. Head of Kun Billah, Taimiyah though is not the opponent of these five heroes.

These five men had important positions in the Mount of Siguntang. Gus Mukhlas and Asrul had met one of the five years ago, Mbah Jena the Red Tiger who served as the Law Enforcement Priest. It was unexpected that the two would meet another figure of these five heroes on their journey.

Airish or dubbed as the Wise Owl is the strongest fighter and strongest among the five fighters. No one knows the original age of Airish but he has held the position of High Priest of Siguntang Hill for almost a hundred years.

According to the news that circulated, Airish has the best stick science in the entire city of Bukit Siguntang and fighters who are able to become his opponent in the martial world can be counted with the fingers.

"As far as I know, in this martial world there is only one person who is able to heal your wounds completely but the person I mean is very difficult to ask for help." Airish shook his head slowly, "Because of some things, my inner strength is reduced by a lot and it takes time to recover. If I'm in top condition then I can use my inner strength to ease your internal wound condition even if it's not much."

Hearing Airish has the ability to reduce the internal injuries of Gus Mukhlas, makes Asrul excited, "Grandfather, If you need to recover the inner strength, this might help." Asrul took out one bottle containing ten rejuvenation Pills he obtained from the Hard Stream group headquarters.

With those ten pills, Airish could recover his inner power by as much as a hundred circles.

"I didn't think you had a pill like this." Airish was obviously quite surprised to see the contents of the bottle, "But this is not enough, Gus Mukhlas' internal injuries were so serious. Although I can recover some of my inner strength with this pill but it is still lacking to treat Gus Mukhlas' condition."

Airish then returned the bottle to the hands of Asrul who now smiled bitterly. As expected Asrul, the condition of Gus Mukhlas requires a very large amount of energy to restore his condition.

"To help Master might need at least a hundred circles.." after Asrul thought back, he thought, he could not rely on outsiders to help Gus Mukhlas considering the internal energy needed was only owned by a small number of fighters in the martial world.

Previously Asrul had intended to at least have the cultivation quality of a great grand master level just started practicing inner power science but he seemed to have to reconsider the decision looking at his situation and condition.

"It will take too long to gather the inner manpower needed with the quality of cultivation now, but there is no harm in starting to consume pills or other magical plants that can produce inner power.." Inner Asrul.