The Musafir

The Wrong Way

BIDADARI RIVERS Utara stopped to eat the boiled tubers that had been given a teenage girl to him.

The mantan also stops to eat, but what he eats is not dry jerky anymore, but deep energy. Such is the term of expert warriors: eat air, drink dew water.

A swordsman should have the ability to turn energy into food for the body. However, this method requires a lot of inner energy. Half the inner power required to run as fast as two lightning strikes within eight eye-shocks.

Although actually the supply of dried jerky is still a lot, he does not want to eat it. Not that Mantingan began to dislike dried jerky, but he felt bad when he saw the North River Angel eating boiled tubers given by others.

How true, Mantingan felt unbearable. But in any case, he did this because it was part of his training towards the Northern River Angel. The more the girl gets a lesson, the better.

Mantingan thought, he would appear and return to walk on the side of the North River Angel after the girl had learned enough.

The Northern River Angel stopped her mouthful then nodded slowly and smiled. “It turns out, there are still good-natured Javadvipa people. I'll save this food for later.”

After saying that, the Angel of the North River cut a wide taro leaf, using it to wrap the remaining tubers. Because he did not carry bundles, the package of taro leaves containing tubers was carried directly by hand.

Mantingan became overwhelmed when the North River Angel was seen about to continue the journey while himself was not yet full of energy. Really Mantingan felt the expert warriors had lied by saying that the inner power felt good and filling.

In fact, at this time, Mantingan felt that not much change was happening in him, but the inner energy he had to expend was not unmitigated. Mantingan began to think that eating dried jerky without boiling is much better than eating deep energy.

“Alright me, let's take this trip. Although it will be very long and without the help of the Mantingan jerk, I'm sure I can do it. Let's go to the north coast and go to the country of Champa.”

The mantel nodded slowly and smiled faintly. The words of the North River Angel indirectly tell the direction of his destination to Mantingan, so that the young man can estimate what he must prepare.

The North River Angel was seen tightening the ties on her footwear, then with a sharp and straight look she nodded steadily. The looking mantel felt like it was looking at itself in the past. At that time Mantingan was young, still filled with spirit, still daring to dream high, unlike now that any step had to be made based on reality as well as mature calculations.

The mantan does not know if the change in him will be good or bad.

The Little Angel of the North River began to set foot on the side of the road that was not muddy nor hollow. So too with Mantingan that moves from one tree to another.

***

NIGHT ALSO CAME. The moon hangs in the sky with its dim light. That night, they should have reached Kalapa Port. However, the North River Angel chose the wrong way, so instead of going north they moved east.

Mantingan nodded slowly while rubbing his chin, the Northern River Angel began to use his mind to overcome the problem. Although Mantingan still disagreed with the girl's decision to keep going even though the sky had darkened. Perhaps a touch wand could help him walk, but savage beasts were fearless of such a touch wand, except for a small portion of them.

But in any case, Mantingan must ensure the safety of the North River Angel during his wandering. So with Eagle Eye Science, Mantingan ensures the path that the girl will pass is safe from snakes or such.

“Basic stingy br*ngk it, not giving me a single Throw of Light.” The Angel of the North River grumbled in the silence of the night.

It felt like that time the Mantingan threw a Light Magic Throw to hit the girl's head, but fortunately his desire could still be dammed.

Just who offered the Light Magic Throw more to the girl? Who used to walk in the dark? Of course the man was a Mantingan, but the gentle-hearted young man did not like to bring back his kindness in the past.

The Mantingan and the Northern River Angel continued to move. During the journey, many snakes have been paralyzed by the Mantingan using the Dragonfly needles. It was only temporary paralysis, at least in a short period of time as tea the snakes were able to return to flatten.

The North River Angel could only scream a few times while lifting the snake's body using his cane. Although it was dark, the North River Angel could still see that the thing that was lifted up by his staff was a long snake.

“How can there be this many dead snakes?” The North River Angel said in an agitated voice. “What is there a lot of poison? Oh, myself, don't think so badly. You're scaring me even more.”

The path meanders like the body of a snake. Due to the darkness of the night, neither the North River Angel nor the Mantingan knew what caused the road to twist.

But when Mantingan felt the appearance of a cold mist, it was then that he realized that the Northern River Angel was walking between two cliff edges. Quickly but quietly, Mantingan approached the North River Angel. Do not let the girl fall into the abyss because the guide stick does not lead her in the right direction.

***

IN THE MORNING, Mantingan patted his forehead. Currently the Northern River Angel was resting while having breakfast, while Mantingan opened the map.

From the map, Mantingan knew that instead of moving closer to the beach but instead away from it. That's why he patted his forehead. The North River Angel was indeed not talented in guiding the path.

Not only was she originally moving, but the girl was also not paying attention to the four directions of the wind. Natural signs that are easy to find are moss on trees or rocks, it can show the direction of west and east, which can equally indicate the direction of north and south. But the girl only checked the direction of the wind once, that too Mantingan saw at the beginning of the journey. The rest, he just follows a path that is not necessarily true.

At present, how does Mantingan tell the Angel of the North River of his lostness? Of course Mantingan would not come down and chat with the Northern River Angel before returning to hiding.