The Musafir

Meet Officers

MANTING shrugged his shoulders once before starting to eat the dish. The owner of the shop was somewhat astonished by Mantingan's attitude, but immediately put on a warm smile.

“This is delicious.” The mantang nodded his head.

“Thank you for being able to understand us, Son. Allow me to go inside.” The middle-aged man forced his so bland laughter and turned his body.

“Wait a minute, Mr.”

As Mantingan called back to him, the tavern owner stopped and gulped his saliva, slowly turning around with a cold sweaty smile. He was worried Mantingan changed his mind or the food felt stale.

“If you don't mind, can you sit here and tell me about the current city situation?”

“Oh, of course, I won't mind.” He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly sat down next to Mantingan.

“Mr can start telling stories.”

“Good ...”

The middle-aged man called his name Swamp before explaining what really happened to the city and why it was so crowded with children.

From his explanation, Mantingan can make a picture of what happened. This city, as initially thought, was attacked by black warriors. The actual attack does not count much.

The troops who came to attack were quite a lot, but they did not know that the city was a stopover for Taruma troops who wanted to move east. The attack managed to break down the city walls, but did not succeed in destroying the contents of the city.

At that time the men of the city who moved to protect their city were quite a lot, so many male victims from the city were falling. Their sacrifices were not in vain, their wives and children could still breathe the air without anyone being touched to date.

That is why many children roam, while women choose to hide themselves in tents in honor of their fallen husbands.

The casualties of the Taruma troops were also not much less, so the city no longer had the ability to withstand a second attack. The hope of this city to survive is very little. Residents began to despair, some women even committed suicide because they were not strong enough to face the pressure and threat of rape.

Mantingan took a long breath. Most of the people left in this city are women and children, they are weak, and they are not guilty enough in the turmoil, they are not supposed to die.

Coat like it or not like to be involved, Kiai Guru Kedai once reminded Mantingan about this.

“Do not leave when a good but weak person needs your help, it is very, very insulting to you,” Kiai Guru Kedai said one time, “save them, love them as you love yourself. This is one of your obligations as a true swordsman, Mantingan!”

Mantingan regained his senses from his daydream when the middle-aged man finished telling him about his own life's problems, it was a pity that Mantingan did not listen to that part. Food has also been consumed.

“Mr, thanks for the food.” The mantel put a piece of gold on the table, it felt it was enough to pay for the food.

“Child, this is too much ...”

“Yes, it seems too much for you to enjoy alone.” Mantingan put on his caping then left with a smile.

The purpose of the current Mantingan is to meet the higher-ups of the army to discuss something that he wants to discuss.

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“I'm sure the officer allowed me to talk to him, which I brought this is quite important.”

“I have said, Brother, if you have not made a previous agreement then you are not allowed to enter.”

Mantingan clucked annoyed. “I still respect you, valiant warrior, please give me permission.”

What a Mantingan could pass through the warrior as easily as turning the palm of the hand. But Mantingan did not like if he had to contradict the existing rules and tarnish the pride of the guard soldiers.

“Brother, Sahaya also still respects you so my sword still hasn't slashed your head!”

“Brother, I have come to peacefully offer help, why do you consider me to be an enemy?”

“Bebal also you apparently.” The soldier pulled the handle of his tent. “Go or your life floats in my hands.”

The commotion managed to lure the other soldiers to get close to seeing the situation, they touched the hilt of the sword just in case the Mantingan made a troublemaker even further.

Mantingan let out a long breath looking at the surroundings. “Alright, Brother, forgive me for hurting your feelings.”

The body of the Mantang in the blink of an eye disappeared from before everyone, those soldiers bought eyes. They clearly knew, only warriors could do such a thing ....

“Decars! He's swordsman! Protect the officers inside! In-in!”

The dozens of soldiers drew their swords before running into the officer's tent. Their faces looked very frightened. If the officers were killed, then their hopes for this city were completely wiped out.

But when they got inside with angry cries, they saw the officer still intact and healthy, even he was seen conversing with the young man who had entered forcibly.

The officer gave them a sign to calm down and get out, he also added that he would be fine here. Since the officer had said so and the Mantingan did not seem to want to troublemaker, they retreated in order.

The conversation between the Spells and the officers continued after all the soldiers exited the tent.

“Withing your name, right? I've never heard your name before, but please just tell me what you want to say.”

The mantel nodded slowly and then spoke. “Honored hero, Sahaya came to offer help to the officers and to the city. Maybe the help that sahaya offers is not too big, but Sahaya wants the officer to hear it for a while ...”

Mantingan conveys the help he offers. He offered to help in the form of energy to counterattack the black-flow warriors who attacked the city later. The mantan also offers its magic ability to make a trapping Magic Throw or disguise siren.

After the Mantingan finished speaking, the Officer nodded his head several times and stroked his thin mustache. “That you brought is very good if it proves to be true, but I want to ask you. What are your intentions to help this city? You must know, by you intervening in this matter, your life will be threatened. Rather unbelievable if you help us without having any particular intention.”

Mantingan smiled awkwardly and said, “Emerpirants, perahaya sees many children and women who must be saved. Officers must also know they will flap if it falls in the hands of the black flow swordsman.”

“I know it, Young Man. But I'm afraid you yourself are the black swordsman. What if your comrades sent you here to attack from within?”

“Sahaya is a swordsman with black martial arts, Officer ...”