THE ABSOLUTE WINNER SYSTEM

CHAPTER 017 - A Visit to the Malek Clan.

Arriving at the Malek Clan.

“Wah you finally came home as well Young Master, are you now ready to lead this clan? Is your search experience over?” ask someone who welcomes Mansa.

“Not Uncle, there are still many things I don't know in this entire Desert World Desert. I just visit with my friends,” replied Mansa scratching his head that does not itch.

“Oh, finally God answered our request, Our Young Master already has some friends, not like it used to be everything!” the man shouted that horrendous one caravan territory of the Malek Clan.

Everyone instantly became excited with the arrival of their Young Master. But Mansa seemed to realize something, that the number of members of his clan who came was not as much as before.

“Where are the others Uncle? Why don't I see some family?” Mansa asked everyone who welcomed him, he seemed to care a lot about his clan.

The person asked did not immediately answer, they all seemed to be hiding something, this even made Mansa more convinced that something had happened with his clan.

“They are just resting Young Master, do not think, let's welcome you elsewhere alone, surely you are very tired after traveling here.” The person being asked immediately took me somewhere else.

“Don't lie to me, Uncle! What exactly is going on here?!” Mansa raised his voice, he wanted to know what was happening to the clan he had left behind for 2 years.

“Have not been angry like that. Uncle could you tell us what really happened. Who knows we can help handle it,” said Alafin mediated.

“Se– in fact they were all exposed to a strange disease and now we are giving help to everyone in the tent that is on the edge of this caravan region,” replied the Uncle.

“Disease? What diseases can attack our clan members? Shouldn't we be immune to disease?” Mansa flocked the Uncle with many questions at once.

“While we have searched for many medicines and invited some famous healers to treat our clan members, none of them succeeded.”.

“I want to see them, quickly take me there! Who knows I've seen the disease somewhere, so I can find a solution,” pinta Mansa.

“Don't go near there Young Master. If you get it, it will be difficult to heal. Moreover, a disease that even damages the face will make you horrified,” replied the Uncle held Mansa.

“Uncle and all of you. Are you guys still admitting me to be a future Clan Leader Candidate?” Mansa let out his baritone voice.

“Ya we still acknowledge it and will always support you!” Everyone answered in unison, for it had basically been done since the death of Mansa's father.

“Then get me there now! I am the future clan leader who has the responsibility to look after all of you, including regarding the matter of this disease!”

“So don't stop me from meeting with all the clan members on the grounds that I don't want to get infected or see their broken faces, you all understand what I'm saying, don't you?”

Just this time Mansa gave off a strong aura of leadership, it was rare that he did so while still in the organization, no wonder he was so respected within his own clan.

Finally there was no other choice, some people invited Mansa and his two friends to see the disease that befell the clan members, they all arrived at the outskirts of the caravan region.

“INI REALLY IS A DEADLY DISEASE!”