The Musafir

First Victory of the North River Angel

BIDADARI RIVER Utara tried another style of attack. Her body was shriveling beautifully as if she was dancing. His wand moved very quickly, turning into a hazy shadow only, instantly smashing into the enemy mercilessly.

“Retreat! HE'S A SWORDSMAN!” Their leader shouted loudly, telling his men to get away from the North River Angel.

As his enemies began to retreat, the Northern River Angel stopped his movements despite great desire to chase them. The Northern River Angel knew, that bandits like them could not possibly retreat without first preparing a plan if the opponent chased back. It could be, there have been many traps attached to the two hills. Ready stab.

All the robbers who could still stand disappeared into the forest. Whereas there were about twelve rogues lying on the ground, half dead.

The Northern River Angel smiled widely as he stared at the helplessly sprawled opponents. He murmured, “Usually I'm the helpless one.”

Hundreds of arrows whizzing. Soaring up into the sky. Fly down the road that passes through the valley. Mantingan glanced at the North River Angel, fortunately the girl had first realized the arrow attack that came so that she could be alert before.

The Angel of the North River slashed his wooden stick upwards. Wind rolls. Dozens of arrows that were aiming for his body immediately crashed down without a single one successfully reaching the target. The girl smiled broadly.

The arrows were set around where the North River Angel stood. Some stuck the ground, others stuck in the bodies of thieves who could not rise. They died, killed their own comrade's arrow.

“Fools, they kill their own friends.” The Northern River Angel shook her head slowly while still maintaining her wide smile.

But according to Mantingan, the rogues were not stupid. They killed its paralysed members in the streets to keep their headquarters unknown to the royal army. Of course their paralyzed members will be captured by patrolling street soldiers, and will be questioned in a painful way. They also did not foolishly pour out a lot of resources to treat those who had little life expectancy.

Killing its members briefly, succinctly, and sparingly is the way that the thieves choose rather than having to use a more humane way. That way, Mantingan could only shake his head.

The North River Angel who was almost plundered now began to move loot. He took everything he could take from the defeat of the robbers. The North River Angel took some of their supplies and a long leopard that still looks new. After making sure there was nothing she needed anymore, the girl began to step away.

The smiling mantel happily looked at him. Even though the enemy that the girl had defeated was just a bunch of armed ordinary humans, it still needed to be grateful for the Mantingan because the girl was starting to understand the meaning of courage. So that later, the North River Angel can make full use of its power.

***

THAT NIGHT. The rain is falling quite heavily. This time the Angel of the North River decided not to return to walking. The young girl seemed to have been lazy to clean the mud on her clothes, so chose to rest in a cave until the rain stopped.

After all, the North River Angel could not rent lodging for a night's sleep. He had to sleep in a cave even though he did not like it. Of course, Bidadari Sungai Utara did not see any lodging throughout the trip, and although he found lodging he still could not pay the room rental price.

The young man did not need to fear pain due to the torrential rain. Even the violent storm that hit it was not felt to cause pain. Mantingan had been very accustomed to heavy rain before, plus hard training with Kiai Guru Kedai which made his body more immune to heavy rain and cold air.

There, by standing on a three-fed high acid tree, Mantingan will guard the North River Angel from all sorts of dangers. The mantan will also be kept awake as long as the girl sleeps soundly in the cave.

The danger that may come and must be considered by Mantingan is a danger that comes from nature. Because in this forest, it is far from human activities. And it is also impossible if there are humans who pass and find the North River Angel here. In general, wild animals will prefer to stay in the cave during the rain down at night. Mantingan hope that not a single wild animal will come into the cave.

Or even, the cave is a place of water crossing into the ground. If there is a flash flood then the existence of the North River Angel will be very dangerous.

So from all the questions that Mantingan really on standby this time. The more rain the more it falls.

***

FORTUNATELY, that night nothing happened that Mantingan was worried about. There are no wild animals that enter or pass around the mouth of the cave, there is no flash flood that crashing into the cave. The North River Angel came out of the cave in the morning, the girl looked fine.

Mantingan had not slept for more than three days. Although Matingan is a warrior, but still he is a human who needs sleep. His eyes were marsupial, red, and spicy. Not to mention the drowsiness that ambushed him, making the Mantingan very lazy to move. But from what is seen, the North River Angel will continue the journey.

“A bright morning, without br*ngk Mantingan.” The Angel of the North River stretched his two hands up and circulated a glance.

Of course Mantingan could clearly hear the words of the North River Angel, but he did not feel offended in the slightest. He saw that the Angel of the North River turned towards the rising sun, from his frowning forehead he looked confused.

“Yesterday I walked to the left, then moved to the right to find shelter.” There was the sound of muttering from the North River. “So after all this time, I'm not moving north but west?!”

The mantan breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad that the girl finally realized his lostness. That way, they would not have to challenge the danger to the west. I don't know what kind of danger awaits if the two of them continue to move west.

Because this is quite encouraging news, the sleepiness of the mantan seems to decrease. The young man was much more excited than just a moment ago.

The Northern River Angel raised her hand and pointed to the south with a hard face. “I should move there, north!”