The Musafir

Unexpected Officers Meeting

"There are still some other warriors here, I will give you directions. Maybe they're willing to help.”

SHARK named Mahesa then explained the direction to other warriors who were in the city.

The mantan nodded slowly and thanked Mahesa. Soon after a short conversation, Mantingan said goodbye to Mahesa.

Mantingan returned to meet Darma and Putu who were still waiting there. The two looked a little bored to be there and looked so happy when they saw the arrival of Mantingan.

“Padahan not long, but we feel like one month only.” Putu said while stretching his hands upwards.

The smiling mantel stiffly heard that. “You guys can go back to the residence, I'll be long here. If you want to come, then I can only give a warning that your life remains a bet.”

Darma frowned, as confused as Putu. “Brother Man, what exactly are you looking for? And what a thing that makes our lives could be threatened.”

Mantingan nodded once and chose to tell the truth. “I'm looking for the existence of warriors here. We do not know what kind of warrior attitude will be found, because the attitude of a swordsman is very difficult to guess. Therefore, we risk meeting with a warrior whose attitude is easily offended that can endanger your life. I still have the ability to escape in case something happens, but I'm afraid you guys aren't quite able to run away from a swordsman.”

Darma and Putu were silent for a while before finally nodding in understanding. Putu said, “Then we choose to go home, for our own good. Take care of yourself and go home as soon as possible. Will run into business if the officer visits and does not meet your brother there.”

The mantan nodded and smiled. “Bye.”

The mantan and the two soldiers were walking in opposite directions. Mantingan walked into the settlement, while Darma and Putu walked away from the settlement.

Thanks to the direction given by Mahesa, Mantingan can meet warriors in the city.

Two-three warriors refused Mantingan's request raw and even drove him away in a way that could be quite rude.

While the seven-eight existing warriors received the request of Mantingan with open arms.

Those who are willing to help Mantingan are warriors who play a very big role in defending the city during the attack.

They had deliberately entered this city to take shelter as well as to protect. The warriors were no problem if they had to move cities.

The spell promised each of them a thousand Magic Throws. There was no obligation to use all of those ejections for battle purposes, so the swordsmen could keep several tens of Magic Throws to themselves. Mantingan realized that if sold, the price of his Magic Throw could be quite expensive.

From one of the warriors, Mantingan got word that there were still some other powerful warriors hiding themselves within the city. Their whereabouts would be virtually unknown if they did not appear to be involved in the battle.

Mantingan felt the strong warriors were deliberately unwilling to be disturbed by his existence, so that Mantingan did not intend to look for them any further. Mantingan was also thinking of leaving some warriors for this city alone.

***

As night approached, Mantingan almost reached his residence.

Walking lightly, Mantingan arrived in front of the gate and intended to open the gate, but the other hand both moved to the gate handle.

The hands of the Mantingan and the foreign hands both stopped moving. The mantle looked at who extended the hand.

“Perwira ..”

Manten could hardly believe what was seen in front of him. The war officer was there. Both wanted to enter the residence of Mantingan, and both were equally unaware until the moment they opened the gate. Now they look at each other in disbelief.

The officer furrowed his forehead until his eyebrows almost fused together. “Mantingan? Where are the warriors watching you?”

“Don't you, there's no swordsman watching you at all?!”

The sound issued by the officer was loud enough to be able to make the soldiers inside.

Not because the sound was scary, but because the owner of the sound was actually scary. No one dares to open the gates and greet the centurion, let Mantingan face him alone.

“Empire, shahaya will not do anything evil like what the Officer thinks.”

“All bad guys can say that, but that doesn't mean it's true. I don't trust you completely, why are you still reckless to leave without an escort? And my stupid soldier who doesn't watch over you.”

“Light told them not to follow me, Officer.”

“Oh, then you're really a spy.” The officer pulled the hilt of the kelew that was scorched on his waist.

The coat did not look afraid at all when the lethargy was taken out. “Empire, peril go to meet the warriors who are here. It would be dangerous for your soldiers if one of the warriors I met went berserk.”

“If they die though, they die in a task, that is the attitude of the hero.”

“I think, if they die, it means they die silly.” The mantan smiled faintly as the officer could hardly believe the courage of the Mantingan said that.

“Tell me your reason for saying that, Young Swordsman! It's possible that I changed my intention not to slash your neck.” The officer held back his wrath.

The mantan calmly explained briefly. “They will die without any meaningful sacrifice.”

The officer kept raising his sword, preparing to slash Mantingan's neck. But a glance of thought made her hand stifle. As an officer who fought for good, he was not an indiscriminate person who was originally chosen.

His policy in making one decision made him elected as an officer.

The officer realized that Mantingan's words were true.

He will not just take a life without a meaningful interest.

Although he actually did not easily sheathed back his sword that had been raised, but the officer steadfastly defeated his sense of prestige.

His sword was reclined. At a glance he breathed.

"But, forget about it. I'm here to check out the shafts you made.”

The mantan then nodded, his hand moving open the gate for the officer. “The spoons are inside. Please, Officer.”

The officer nodded once and walked in, only then did the Mantingan walk in anyway.

The residence of Mantingan looks lonely, because dozens of soldiers have been hiding. I don't know where.

The officer suddenly stopped walking, he then said quietly with a voice that was quite heard. “No need to fear, come down.”

Slowly one of the soldiers came down from the roof of the house with a look of anxious face. No one dared to look directly at the face of the officer or the Mantingan.