The Musafir

The Loss of the North River Angel

BLURRED VIEW. The pain spreads to all parts of the body. His heart beats uncomfortably, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Mantingan's mind seemed to be detached from his body, hovering on the ceiling of the room. The body of the Mantingan fell to the floor. But his consciousness is still awake.

Now the pain is accompanied by a feeling of heat. The mantle whimpered loudly. Rolling around without a care about what would hit. Under these conditions, Mantingan lost control of all parts of his body. When he tries to move his right hand, then what moves is the foot or hand next to him. He really doesn't understand what's going on.

Mantingan's hand moved quickly into the pocket of his coffers. He took a potion in a reed. A sudden dizzy feeling made Mantingan open the reed roof without any clear observation.

The potion in the roof spilled slightly, fortunately Mantingan moved quickly to direct the roof into his mouth. He gulped down all the potions in the reed without a drop left.

Sleeping mantle facing the ceiling of the room. Staring at him with a blurry and empty look. Chest Mantingan is still up and down. His breath is still racing. Nausea spread from his stomach, spewing black blood onto the floor of the room. It was a moment before Mantingan was unconscious.

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THE COAT OPENED HIS EYES. The pain reliever herb began to work full-time. Although his head still feels dizzy and his chest is still painful. At least, it was better than the situation that had tortured him so much.

The mantel stood up with difficulty. He looked around, the door was still not closed. There were probably some people passing by in front of his room earlier, watching him sleep on the floor of the room. But who cares about Mantingan? Of course they assume that Mantingan only fell because of drunkenness.

Trudging Mantingan closed the door. Do a few small stretches before clearing the black blood of his vomit marks. Again Mantingan let out a long sigh and then walked over to open the window of the room.

Intending to get some fresh air, Mantingan was surprised.

Previously, Mantingan felt himself not fainting for too long. But in fact, the day has changed by night. Mantingan saw the view of the city at night in front of him. The sky was completely darkened, the torches of the residents were seen to have been lit for a long time.

From this second floor, Mantingan saw the streets were already secluded. Not many people passed by other than the soldiers who patrolled. The mantle left his window open as he turned to remove the two bundles on his back. When he was unconscious, Mantingan had not had time to remove the two large bundles, no doubt his body increased pain after waking up.

Mantingan intends to check the condition of the inn with sharp hearing knowledge. He had to make sure that this inn was not a place for warriors to gather at night.

Mantingan could hear many things in this inn. Starting from guest conversations in other rooms, to the boisterous sound of the crowd downstairs. The mantis sharpens his hearing in order to know clearly what is going on down there.

“Tuak! A tuak! Added again! Add again!”

The mantelan dampens his sharp hearing. Feeling no need to hear other things.

Mantingan set foot into his bed, intending to sleep. But before breaking down, Mantingan realized something was wrong. Back Mantingan install sharp hearing science. This time, he focused on the room of the Northern River Angel.

Whether it was just his feelings or what, but the Mantingan clearly did not hear any sound in the girl's room. Even the sound of his breathing was not heard. Mantingan again sharpened his hearing, until his ears could hear the sound outside the inn. Even so, Mantingan still did not hear any sound in the room of the North River Angel other than a lizard step on the wall.

Not waiting any longer, Mantingan ran out of his room. Kiai Kedai's sword was still scented on his waist. Suddenly, the chest and neck of the mantingan again felt pain. As he felt this afternoon. The mantle has not recovered. But the address was already worried, Mantingan could not stop his steps just because of the pain suffered.

Mantingan stopped in front of the door of Bidadari Sungai Utara's room. Without a second thought, Mantingan knocked on the door many times. No answer was heard, Mantingan was getting anxious. He stuck his ear to the surface of the door, all he heard was nothing. In other words, he heard nothing.

Then Mantingan remembered the party that caused a crowd downstairs. The mantle tightens its teeth. And without much more consideration, Mantingan walked quickly down the stairs.

What was seen on the first floor did indeed match the shadow of the Mantingan. Crowded. The smell of wine is strong. The people danced without form, the rest fell on the floor half-conscious.

Mantingan was immediately greeted by a thick-headed young woman who offered him a glass of wine. Without refusing or agreeing, Mantingan walked back. But not for a moment, Mantingan stopped his steps. He turned around and looked at the comforting woman sharply, quickly approaching her.

“A-what's up, sir?”

“You saw the red veiled woman passing by here?”

The waiter was silent for a moment with a frightened look, then he replied, “Sahaya saw it, sir. But Sahaya just saw him come down from upstairs to here, after that Sahaya don't know anymore, mister.”

Mantingan clucked annoyed. Allegedly proved. “You sure don't see him again after that?”

“Although, sir, that's all that's dangerous see.”

The mantel stared at the young woman sharply. Would love to advise that person not to call him by the name “tuan”. However, if the Northern River Angel really came down to this floor, then it should not have much time left.

“When did you see it?”

“Shortly from now, no more than tea-drinking time, Mr.”

Mantingan stepped away without looking at the young woman again. His eyes went around, looking for the Northern River Angel amid the hustle and bustle.

The atmosphere grew noisy after the inn took out their dancers. The drumsticks and some other tools sounded out of tune. Obscene cheers from the audience further add to the disorder. The mantant did not care about it, continued to walk as if it was breaking through the ocean.

The Mantingan kept going around, looking for the whereabouts of the Northern River Angel. There was a suspicion that the girl was actually not in this place, but rather out of the inn. But on the other hand, if the Northern River Angel was really here, then leaving him was a foolish act.

Mantingan wanted to make sure many more times before he searched for the girl outside the inn. Time is the determinant of everything, so Mantingan decided to use his swordsman's ability to find the North River Angel. He darted, disappearing from the crowd. As fast as lightning, the mantle bounces, jumping from wall to wall one another.