The Desolate Wind Swordsman

The Journey Home Nehan

"I just drove up here! You can leave this place immediately!" kenanga Lontar. He then released Nehan which he had just brought out.

Nehan opened his eyes and looked around. They are out of college. He saw Sekar's sword with a smile. The healer also did not know why the middle-aged woman, was willing to hand over Sekar and the precious stone sword. But most importantly, he was very grateful for not being killed by them.

Sekar placed the stone sword into the grass. Then approached his brother. Let Nehan wait because he still wants to talk to the woman who first became a student of the Black Bee Hill.

"Thank you, Brother. Then we go first! May we meet again, take good care of the teacher." Hugged his sister. I don't know when he'll be back in college.

"It is .. You also have to take good care of yourself. If it's a matter of looking after the teacher, leave it to us. Now, you go with that crazy healer. And kill him quickly .. Within three days, you can kill him, right?" ask Kenanga lirih.

He was unsure but nodded his head. I don't know what he should do. Between killing or letting Nehan live well. While he still remembered the woman. With the wounds looking so severe, it was very difficult to treat the woman without a healer as great as Nehan.

Nehan was still waiting for the two of them to hug each other. He looked around, many plants were rare and of course most were medicinal plants. He took a knife from behind his clothes. Then cut off a plant that was on the tree branch. Then he put the plant in his pocket.

"Good sister. You go! I'll wait for you to leave. After that, I'll go back to college!" said Kenanga, releasing her embrace of her younger sister.

Nehan and Sekar left Kenanga who saw them off. But this time it was Nehan who carried the sword on his shoulder. Although the weight of the stone was stronger than his weight, he was satisfied to get it. Although it felt so heavy, until his body staggered because of the weight of the stone.

"Can't you lift it? Oh, I forgot, you can't use your inner strength to add to your stamina, hemm," Sekar muttered mockingly. But he let it go, Nehan who looks troubled.

They had to walk many miles to reach Nehan's house. But Nehan carried it with all his might. Even Sekar himself was not interested in the sword at all. It is better to let the sword disappear or destroy it.

"Basic stupid! It's just an ordinary rock! Why are they still being taken, anyway? It is just like a sword. But this is really just a rock, tch," decak Sekar slowly.

Nehan dropped the sword on the ground. He was no longer strong and held his waist that felt pained. He dropped himself, lying on the ground.

"Huhahhh! A sword like this is indeed very heavy, huahhh!" nehan shouted loudly enough. He did not care about the words of those who looked at him cynically.

"Well, that crazy healer again. Crazy people, stone people, lifted yes heavy, lah. But the stone is cool too, like a sword, huahaha! Wanna play with what swords, Dad?"

The people around who saw him, understood the state of the healer. He is famous for his unusual behavior. Like sleeping on the ground like this. Sometimes he laughs at himself or teases the woman he meets.

"Hehhh! Move over!" pekik Sekar, flapping Nehan's hand. He jumped back in shock. "Based on a crazy fool!" he cursed with annoyance.

The one who passed by them, could only insinuate Nehan. There are words that sound so painful. Sekar did not stop thinking with the healer lying on the ground, holding his sick hand because it was kicked by Sekar.

"Huuhhh, why are you like this with your future husband? You should be attentive as a woman. A woman should be meek and should not be as fierce as you are" Nehan lamented. Then he sat down cross-legged. Then took out a small bamboo as big as an index finger. The content of the bamboo is a liquid like oil. Nehan smeared his hand that was finished by the woman's warrior kick.

He felt guilty but did not dare to approach. The stone sword was quite heavy. But he himself was also lazy to carry the sword. He already knew the sword was in the Black Bee Hill college. No one knows how the sword was used. Many people were looking to find out what strength such a stone sword possessed.

Not long after, Nehan brought the sword back. While Sekar still followed Nehan behind. If it were to kill the healer, he could have done it by now. But he had to be patient for a few more days. If he had to kill, he would have killed cruelly.

'Based on the mad healer, why wouldn't he throw away such useless stones? Should I just break the stone? Hehh, it feels really long to get to the mad healer's house, Sekar thought inwardly.

Nehan walked very slowly, while they were only a quarter of the way to reach Nehan's house. While it's getting late. If this continues, they only arrive at night. And Sekar has been hungry since this morning.

Nehan dropped the sword on the ground. Make Sekar have to be more patient. The unexpected thing came three warriors who had met Sekar yesterday.

"Hehehe, is there this beautiful warrior again? Hey, it's only been a day that we haven't seen each other, apparently you miss us so much, huh? If you play last night with a swordsman as beautiful as you, it'll be something that is delicious for us, hahaha!" the laughter of the warrior who carried a long chain. With a spherical tip and has spines like durian.

"Why are you guys again, anyway? I guess you guys still want to deal with the Hell's Flute Swordsman, huh?" sekar said with a threatening tone. Even if it's just luck. Of course he did not know whether his helper would come or not.

"Hey, it's like a drunk guy, isn't it? Or is this the so-called mad healer? Hehh, it's lucky, we get to meet this crazy healer." The big man holding a mace that saw Nehan, he smiled with a frown.

"Hey, you three fat warriors? Do you know me too? But I'm sorry, dad. My nickname is not a mad healer, as you say. But you can call me a handsome healer, okay?" Nehan smiled and got up from her seat. "Let's finish it by way of a healer, hemm?"

"It's like you're a healer who doesn't have a canuragan, huh. But since it's your lucky day, it's gonna be a fun day, isn't it?"

Nehan was still smiling then he hugged the swordsman one by one without rejection. But moments later, the three warriors played Nehan by pushing Nehan against each other like a ball passed there pass here.

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