SURVIVORS

Chaptre 358. The Killer Arrow General's.

"Is that why, the Sovereign wants to try the bow? He might doubt this bow and arrow was genuine. There's no way his sister's still in this world!" thought Dean.

Doctor Chandra looked different when the bow was lifted. Anyone can feel the charisma coming out when they see it. It was like a different man. Only Dean and Robert knew that the one who drew the arrow was the Lord of Light.

Shhuuuutt!

The arrow shot as fast as lightning towards the viewfinder. So fast, that it was not caught by the eyes of the audience. All they heard was the sound of an arrow splitting the arrow before, and stuck it right in the middle of the circle.

The place was silent for a moment, out of amazement and disbelief. But back boisterous with a variety of compliments without the sound of laughter.

"Great! That's grand. Old man can beat the bow owner!"

"If you want to sell it, sell it to him. He's expert. He will definitely take care of your inheritance!" persuade the others.

Dr. Chandra was shocked.

"This is your legacy? Why are you selling?" ask Dr. Chandra to know.

"My mom is sick. We only have this thing at home. It's the only precious thing my mother has." The young man looked down.

"I'm a doctor. Let's go to your house and check on your mother's illness, "doctor Chandra broke up.

Dean wanted to protest and remind them of their goals. But Robert prevented it.

"We follow first. The ruler must want to know about his sister!"

"really? Okay, let's go to my house. I was lucky to get out today. Finally being able to meet a doctor." the young man's face was full of gratitude.

"Well, that's lucky, you."

"This old doctor looks good." "May your mother be well soon!"

Various comments were spoken by the audience who began to disperse, because the show was finished.

The young man fixed his sales stall which only unfurled a piece of worn cloth. The cloth re-wrapped the bow and arrow neatly. Then he was carried on his back. He took the viewfinder and tidied it up with a rope. The board was held in his hand.

"Come!" take him to Dr. Chandra. Doctors Chandra, Robert and Dean followed him from behind.

"Your house is far away too" Robert commented. "Aren't you worried about leaving your sick mother alone?"

"There's no choice. We're poor. And I was hoping this thing would sell out fast. So I can buy medicine!" the answer.

They walked past the sand that appeared on the surface of the sea. The man lived on another island.

"It's close" he said with a guilty smile.

They still had to climb a little towards the hills. This place is not suitable for planting. The land is very small and contains stones and sand. There are only a few inhabited island-marketing trees, as well as coconut trees in some places.

The young man opened an old turnstile and reot. Doctor Chandra shook his head in concern.

"Mom, I'm back!" shouted the man from the courtyard.

Then he opened the door. The house with half a stone and the top of the wood is no less old with the fence. The walls are black. Whether it is painted black, or black inedible age.

"Let's go in" he asked politely. The viewfinder was propped up on the wall. But the bow of the arrow, he carried it into his only room.

"Is your mother inside?" guess doctor Chandra.

"Yes. Let me take it for a minute," he said.

Doctor Chandra nodded. He and Dean and Robert, standing and waiting in the middle of the house. It didn't take long, the man came out again.

"You can tick it," he said expectantly.

Dean, Robert do you still have eternal water?" ask doctor Chandra.

"Here, Doc!" Robert handed him his water jug. Doctor Chandra received the bottle and entered the room.

His eyes examined the old woman lying quietly on the shabby and rickety bed. "He doesn't look like my brother" he said.

Doctor Chandra is sitting in the only chair in the house. Maybe the man used it to make it easier for her to take care of her mother. Dr. Chandra took out a stethoscope and examined his chest. Among his examinations, Doctor Chandra also let the ruler examine the woman himself.

"He is not a descendant of the Light Nation," the Ruler confirmed. "He was just suffering from an old disease. The young man must prepare and let go." added the ruler.

Dr Chandra continued her examination until it was over.

"You, help me drink the cure!" call doctor Chandra.

Doctor Chandra handed a pill into the man's hand. Deangan hesitated he put it in his mother's mouth. Then Chandra's doctor recommended a jug of water to be drunk on the woman. The man complied, and gave his mother a drink with jug water. Then the frail body was laid back to the bed.

Doctor Chandra comes out and waits. The man came out and joined Robert and Dean.

"Your mother's illness can't cure you...."

"What?" The man did not seem happy to hear it. "Aren't you a Doctor?" Voice's up.

"But the Doctor cannot cure old diseases. How old is your mother?" ask doctor Chandra.

"Ninety-five years. Maybe more." The man looked down lethargic.

"Are you not his real son?" guess doctor Chandra.

"How do you know?" tanyanya.

"You don't look alike!" doctor Chandra's.

The audience said, whose legacy is that sword?" urged doctor Chandra.

"Mrandmother's inheritance" he answered listlessly.

"Have you ever met your grandmother?" search for Dr. Chandra again.

"Never. Mom said Grandma disappeared when she reached forty. I've been looking everywhere, but I can't find it. Villagers also searched for up to a week. But there's no results. Since then I've been living alone." obviously.

And your mother wasn't your grandmother's daughter, was she?" to Dr. Chandra again. This time the young man had completely jumped back.

"You who? How do you know about that?" tanyanya alert.

"Why are you scared? Are you hiding something?" asked Robert astonished.

"Are you wary of everyone? Are you worried that someone might find you? Who are you afraid of?" Dean found him with a lot of questions.

"Ugh!" I heard a voice of complaint from within. The man hunted into the room.

"Mother! How are you doing? Is anyone sick? Let's say. It's been a long time since I last heard your voice, mother. Say something. I brought the doctor here. You'll be fine" he said expectantly.

Her mother tried to raise her hand and put it on her son's head. "Don't cry. Good boy, don't cry" he said, rubbing the young man's head in front of him.

"I'm sorry, if I'm presumptuous to ask. Do you know the woman who owns the Killer Arrow?"

Doctor Chandra's question surprised the two children.

"You .. si-sia-pa? I-I didn't tell you!" said stammering.

Doctor Chandra ignored the children completely. His eyes began to shine. And it's scary for both.

"Say, how can you have that bow!" hiss the voice of the Ruler. Dean and Robert even goosebumps feeling the aura coming out of Doctor Chandra's body.

"I-my mother per-gi and leave her begi-that's it! He never returned." His weak and stammering voice was still heard by Doctor Chandra's sharp and sensitive ears.

"You're not my sister's daughter!" sergeant doctor Chandra's rude.

The children in the bed were more and more shocked to hear the words of Dr Chandra.

"Sister?" The man smiled cynically.

"You're my grandmother's sister?" can't be!" sia sure.

Doctor Chandra turned his eyes to the young man. "Do you know your grandmother?" tanyanya spicy.

Doctor Chandra's hand leads to a bundle of bows and arrows, which are attached to the wall. It soon disappeared in the storage room.

"Well?!" The two people looked very surprised. But the old mother looks to be smiling.

"My ak-ngat ib-bu ju-ga can lose things" he said in a soft voice.

"And-da bang-sa is the same de-ngan," the old woman nodded her head.

"Mother, she could have been the bad guy Grandma avoided!' reject the man who does not believe.

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