Sir, Don't You Sick Me!

The New Master Mahawira

I was pensively pensive under a fir tree, right in the vast courtyard of the palace while waiting for the arrival of Lord Mahawira who was training with Ki Cakra. Actually I was allowed to come with them, but somehow it felt so lazy. There are things that disturb this mind.

Baltra. That guy really took everything. I told him many times that I hated that man.

I clenched myself with a blank look. I'm not sure if Mr. Mahawira can beat this cunning guy named Baltra. But there is no harm in fighting. Many times Mr Mahawira said that we have to fight for what is worth fighting for.

Huh ....

I took a long breath. It's complicated my life. If I could repeat time, I would choose to be Lord Mahawira's servant forever. I don't want to see that guy take the trouble to save myself, care, get hurt.

Suddenly a cloud covered the warming sun. The wind is getting stronger. The trees were shaking, the leaves were falling. The weather is bad.

Immediately I ran to find Mr. Mahawira and asked him to return to the palace.

"Mr Mahawira! It's gonna rain soon. Come on, back to the palace!" I shouted while forming two hands like cones.

Mr. Mahawira who was sitting cross-legged then turned to look at me.

For a moment he chatted with Ki Cakra. I saw Master Mahawira nodding, then got up and headed towards me.

"You're so considerate of me. Hmm, how about we take a rain shower?" haggle that guy.

"Huh?! Rain shower? Like a little boy you are, sir."

"It's okay you call me a kid. The important thing is that I can enjoy time with you."

Mr. Mahawira looked up, then shouted, "Hey, Mr. Rain! Fall in! Lose to this universe! I want to enjoy your cold with the girl I love!"

Duh, Mr. Mahawira really makes me ashamed of God. Yeah, God. I'm not good. My master is arrogant to ask you to drop rain water as you please.

Not long after, thunder boomed along with a flaming lightning, striking in the dark sky.

I gasped to hear a deafening roar.

Mr. Mahawira held me tightly. "Not to be afraid. Lightning won't dare strike you because you're next to me."

"So, is lightning afraid of you, sir?" tanyaku later.

"certain."

"But why is the lightning still burning and the thunder rumbling?"

"Leave it. That thunder and lightning is a complement to rain, you know? Although people say lightning and thunder are symbols of the anger of the sky, but not like that at all" explained Mr. Mahawira.

"Then, what does that mean?"

"Think of thunder is the sound of nature, and lightning is a part of it."

"Hmm, not connecting at all, sir." I cringe.

"Thunder is me, and you're the lightning, Cornelia. One day you will understand."

The rain poured all over the world. Mr. Mahawira took my hand, and then took me to walk in the thick rain through the paddy fields whose land was drying up. But it is no longer dry, for the rain has washed it. Cool, even though I shivered.

Mr. Mahawira quickened his pace, so did I. As a smile etched into my master's face, I hope it won't disappear at any moment.

"Are you happy, Cornelia?" asked Mr. Mahawira while looking carefully at my eyes. I dropped both cheeks later.

I responded with a nod.

"What makes you happy?"

"Many things."

"Let's go back to the palace."

As he stepped back, a lightning bolt lit up the trees and knocked down the trees. We stopped stepping.

"That's not lightning from nature" said Mr. Mahawira. Now, his face was much more serious than before.

"Then?"

"That is the energy expended by a person. Just be careful." Let go of my hand, then walk towards the area of the trees.

I didn't want to be left behind, then quietly followed her from behind. I wonder who the owner of the powerful energy is and produced the lightning?

"Who can a great master knock down a tree with such lightning power?" mister Mahawira asked the man who was carrying the lightning-shaped sword.

I mean, it's not much different in shape like lightning.

"Prince Mahawira. It seems you're learning a new science."

Mr. Mahawira did not reply. I took cover behind his back.

"alright. I was the one Baltra sent to bring the girl with you. If you want to survive flawlessly, leave the girl to me." He was brandished with a sword by a man dressed in black.

"It's not that easy. Until I die, I won't give up Cornelia. You have to kill me first."

Slowly, Mr. Mahawira formed his horses.

"Oh, yeah. You're not afraid of my lightning science."

The rain is still pouring. The wind is getting stronger until the rain water feels painful when attacking the body.

Although it was cold, the atmosphere between Mr. Mahawira and the man heated up.

The man vanished like the earth swallowed. I glanced, astonished. What the hell's going on? Even Mr. Mahawira was surprised, but not one bit lessened the vigilance. His eyes rolled around.

From behind, I felt like I was clutched in a hand. Sure enough, the man was suddenly behind me. Mr. Mahawira noticed it, then jumped up to attack the man from behind.

The removal of the sword by Mr. Mahawira, then he shook until he bit with the sword of Baltra's messenger.

My master was unable to escape the man's kick so he retreated some distance.

"Cornelia! Stay away!" master's orders.

Soon I'm away.

This time, Mr. Mahawira was much calmer. Unlike before who was always drugged by emotions so that he lost his mind. It seemed like he had managed little by little to master the training given by Ki Cakra.

I saw Master Mahawira grabbing the man's sword with one hand. Surprisingly, Mr. Mahawira's hands did not bleed.

"You have chosen the wrong enemy, sir."

He kicked the man to fall, then jumped not giving a pause. Mr. Mahawira is far superior now. However, the man's sword produced a light like lightning. When he got up, he shook his sword, and lightning struck.

Fortunately, Mr. Mahawira managed to jump around avoiding the man's creepy attack.

"You're not good enough to control your powers, sir."

Rain subsides.

The man attacked again with his sword. Mr. Mahawira again caught a long sharp object belonging to his opponent. This time it was different, the sword as if it was generating heat energy. The evidence, the smoke billowed right as Mr. Mahawira clasped the sword.

I'm stunned. Does Mr Mahawira have fire science and such?

"Without your sword, you cannot produce lightning. Didn't you?"

The man took pains to pull his sword from the clutches of Mr. Mahawira.

"Sorry, you're much weaker than Baltra's previous envoy."

My master moved his salto backwards by aiming a kick at his enemy's head. After jumping once more, his sword stuck into the man's stomach.

I kept my mouth shut, not expecting Mr. Mahawira not to give his opponent a chance to live.

The man spewed out a thick liquid. He coughed helplessly to get back up.

"Once again, you've chosen the wrong opponent."

Mr. Mahawira pulled his sword from the opponent's stomach, then he flicked several times so as not to leave the thick liquid belonging to the man.

"Cornelia, let's go home."

I'm echoes. Is this the new Mr Mahawira? Is this the quiet Mr Mahawira, but so cruel even to his opponent?

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