The Musafir
The Loss of the North River Angel
EYEBALL The mantle moves very fast, a thing that cannot be done by a layman. With a quick eyeball movement, Mantingan more quickly comb the faces of people in the party. But of all the faces and postures Mantingan saw, none of them referred to the Northern River Angel.
The mantel is getting worried. He went around the room again. Once more. And once again! Still, the Angel of the North River was not in his sight. Mantingan decided to directly exit the inn through the window.
The dark of night greeted him. Faint, yet still heard a frenzied voice in the inn. Mantingan stomped the ground once before himself bouncy to the roof of the inn. From up there, Mantingan's range of view is increasing.
Manten hid in the shadows of the night. The faint moonlight was unable to uncover the existence of Mantingan. Using the Eagle Eye Science, Mantingan roams almost all over the city. Do not forget to install sharp hearing science to the threshold.
“Please ...”
The voice was faint, but the Mantingan could still hear it. Even with sharp hearing, the voice sounded slow, indicating how far away the sound came. The mantan did not wait any longer, though he did not know whether the voice he heard was a female voice or a male voice.
“Release ... release ...”
The mantle soared at a speed exceeding lightning speed. With such speed, in the blink of an eye the Mantingan reached where the sound was coming from.
In a narrow and dark dead end, Mantingan could see the existence of several people who let out laughter among the sounds of screams. The mantan can not see them clearly even with the help of Eagle Eye Science. However, the scream he now heard was undoubtedly that of the Northern River Angel!
From the roofs of the buildings, Mantingan jumped down. Quickly, he approached the crowd. They realized the presence of Mantingan moving towards them, one of the men separated from his group and approached Mantingan.
“Turn and go, this place can't you pass!”
“What are you doing with that woman?”
“He is our business. And what is our business is none of your business!”
“I have no business with you guys. But I have a relationship with that woman, so her business is my business.” Mantingan intended to punch the blood way of the man in front of him, but the man had already launched an attack on Mantingan.
A fist swept through the air, not hitting the head of the Mantingan who was the target of that fist. For Mantingan who is a swordsman, avoiding the fist of ordinary humans can be done as easily as turning the palm.
But now, Mantingan can not use the science to relieve his body fully. The poison within his body was still reacting until the young man could not do much. The mantan just ducked down to avoid the attack, then retaliated with a tread attack.
Of course he did not use the Blood Wind Tread which would instantly kill that person in the blink of an eye. It only uses simple site attacks that are usually controlled by all warriors.
Without any inner energy the man immediately collapsed to the ground, complaining of pain before becoming unconscious. Instantly it was also the sound of laughter and screams for help to stop completely. They both stared at Mantingan, surprised.
“Brothers, do you have a thing with us here?” One of them ventured to say to Mantingan.
“I've tried the peaceful way, but your friend refused. Then I no longer need to apologize to you guys.”
“What does ...”
The man had not yet finished his words, his body crashing far back. But apparently, it is not only he himself who is experiencing the same thing. All of his five comrades were thrown backwards as well. Thumping hard. Banging wall. Unconsciousness.
Except one that didn't float in. She was a woman who had been their prisoner, the Angel of the North River. The girl shuffled back in fear when she saw the Mantingan. Of course Mantingan immediately approached. The North River Angel balked, telling Mantingan to stay away from him.
“Away, AWAY!”
“Basic human demon! Go all the way FROM ME!”
The steps of the Northern River Angel came to a halt as his back touched the wall. There was no way, he started crying.
“If you approach, I will not hesitate to kill myself!”
Mantingan stopped and looked at the Northern River Angel. It was sad to see the girl's bright eyes refracted by the moonlight. The mantle breathed a long breath.
“Sister, it's me, Mantingan.”
Suddenly, the Northern River Angel froze. “That's true of you, Mantingan?”
The mantel walked back to him. “Yes. It's me.”
The North River was frozen. Then unexpectedly, he let out a loud voice. “If it's you, then I'd rather touch them than have to look at you!"
The mantel stopped stepping. The look on his face changed. His heart is slow beating. How hard that girl said. The feeling of Mantingan seemed to be smashed into pieces. Without being able to speak anymore, the young man stared.
“Their intentions are clear to me. If their intentions are bad, then they show it for what it is. But thou.!” The Northern River Angel growled loudly. “You hid your rotten intentions behind a blanket of hypocrisy! I'm not talking to you anymore!”
The North River angel walked past Mantingan who was still stunned. Only Mantingan's ears could still catch the sound of his steps away. Keep moving until it finally disappears. In the darkness, Mantingan's chest and neck again felt pain. But the pain in his chest should be added to the deep sadness.
“You have done your best, calm yourself Mantingan.”
Rara walked to Mantingan's front. With a glowing body. He patted the back of the mantingan. Smiling sadly.
“Then what else should I do, Rara?”
“Let her walk as she pleases, but don't let her go.”
“How can I do that while my respect for her has been blown to pieces, Rara?”
“Do not involve feelings for the moment. North River Angel is destined to train you even if not directly.”
“What benefits can I get with him?”
“You will understand someday.”
Rara walked away without trying to stop Mantingan. The young man continued to stare in the dark of the night. Inevitably the North River Angel managed to hurt his feelings. As if nothing hurts more than that.
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