The Musafir

Oh, It's Not Too Beautiful

"That means you're a very clever swordsman. You're the only one who doesn't realize it. In my distant land of Champa there, the clever swordsman is considered to be taller than the expert swordsman.”

“Still I'm not qualified enough to protect you. If I fail later, Javadvipa might be considered to start a problem with the country Champa.”

MANTINGAN certainly did not want to ignite the problem between Taruma and Champa. Suffice the turmoil caused by domestic warriors, do not let a cross dispute with the other country.

“The guy who has the name Mantingan, I thought you were a good guy. But it seems I misjudged.”

“Saudari, I am actually doing this for your own good as well. Look for another swordsman who is quite strong in his ability.”

“No swordsman is as good as you.”

“So you said that you misjudged me.”

“Maybe not, so please help me.”

“But let me ask.”

“Tell you, a swordsman named Mantingan.”

Mantungan took a breath for a moment. “Why should I? Many other warriors are stronger and better than me.”

“You can't judge yourself. You're a good swordsman, you know? You kill for good, imagine how the Golden Claw Swordsman you let loose, must be a lot of people who are sad. Then when you come into contact with a servant girl who I think is very beautiful, your eyes do not show you at all***** in the slightest. You respond to it mediocrely as if you're responding to another man. Even from your eyes when you look at her, you seem to not admire her beauty. I was secretly peeping.

“Then from that I chose you. Not all warriors will be able to hold back when they see me. Not that I meant to be arrogant, but I can admit my beauty is more than beautiful women though. I hope, with you, I can be protected from both outside threats as well as inner threats.”

“Saudaries are overrated. I'm still a man, it's good you don't put much faith in me.”

“I haven't tried, then I still don't know. So based on that, let me try.”

“Try?”

“Yes, I'll come to your room.”

“Do.”

“Why?”

The mantle breathes slowly. Conversing with the woman who called herself the Angel of the North River was exhausting. The mantis cannot reach an agreement, which is there talk and talk. Was she not tired of talking?

“I'm busy.” As soon as Mantingan's short answer, expect the man from Champa to stop talking.

“What's wrong?”

“Writing.”

“Writing what?”

“Travel stories.”

“Whose trip?”

“Travel.”

“Then, you are quite experienced in terms of sightseeing. You must be a traveler. For a great traveler like you, it's no big deal driving me to port.”

“I'm not a traveler, I'm not great, and I can't take you.”

“Then why would you write your story if it wasn't a great story? If you're great, you can definitely drive me.”

“Cannot. For your own good.”

“Ah, you're too low, you can definitely.”

There was no sound of a woman next to her room. Mantingan initially thought the woman finally understood and did not want to force again, but in fact the North River Angel again opened his voice. The mantingan came back irritated, but soon changed after hearing the woman's final sentence.

“I don't usually beg like this. But I promised my beloved in Champa that I would not die in Javadvipa. Stupidly, he believed it and expected so much. Anything I do for her, including begging you like this. Swordsman named Mantingan, I'm sorry if I force you too much. You can forget it.”

Mantingan was silent for a while to take the verdict. If the Angel of the North River does this for his lover, then Mantingan again remembers Rara. If the woman dies, what about the lover of the North River Angel in Champa there?

Would he be as sad as what Mantingan had ever felt? Sadness is very painful, and if it cannot be overcome properly it will be dangerous. There could be grudges from his lover in Champa, so he went to Javadvipa to get his revenge.

If Mantingan had Kiai Guru Kedai holding him, what about the lover of the North River Angel in Champa?

Perhaps there will still be the possibility of the North River Angel dying even though the Mantingan controls it though. But it would be even more dangerous if he lingered here.

“Come to my room, let me test myself.” The mantle finally said.

“Do you really mean it?”

“Yes, just come. Door not locked.”

There was no sound of the swamp until a knock was heard at the door.

“Log in ...”

“Are you sure?”

“YA."

After hearing Mantingan lose his temper, the Northern River Angel did not linger any longer to open the door.

After the door opened, Mantingan turned to look at the image of the swamp, but he immediately shifted his gaze.

He cleared his throat several times, successfully igniting the girl's astonishment.

“You should keep wearing the veil on the way later. Also wear bigger clothes.” The mantle said without looking at him.

“So you want to drive me?”

“Please just like that.”

“But why should I wear big clothes? If you wear a veil, it makes sense. However, big dress ... Am I not wearing tight clothes?”

“Yes, it doesn't. But you have to keep wearing bigger clothes.”

“I'm beautiful, huh?”

The mantle choked on its own saliva upon hearing that. “Please just like that.”

“Yes, people often say that. My boyfriend also often says that. But for now, you have to keep looking at me first. I'm afraid someday you can't hold back.”

“It is not necessary.”

“I think it's necessary. Now, look at.”

The man thought for a moment. According to Kiai Guru Kedai, Mantingan eyes should not often be presented with a view of beautiful women, unless Mantingan there is a need or Mantingan no wife.

Mantingan knew that seeing the North River Angel was not good. But isn't this in some interest? Mantingan can familiarize themselves with the beauty of the North River Angel.

Then slowly Mantingan turned his head. Afraid she looked at him. Like staring at a ghost. But not a ghost. That's angel. That's not an angel, maybe an angel?

Maybe other men would lose their mind after seeing her. But for Mantingan, the marsh angel can be said “quite pretty” only.

“Oh, it turns out not too pretty.” The mantel smiled awkwardly.