The Musafir

Auction Market Fight

MANTINGAN STEPPED in short strides, very careful. The young man would peek out, but not by gushing his head. If he did that, then it would be the same as killing him in the most ridiculous manner. Suppose his head pokes out, peeking, then dozens of flying knives will stick in the batok of his head that is not protected at all.

Therefore, the Mantingan immediately rushed out. It popped his whole body. He raised his sailors to chest level after landing on the right road. Prepare for attack. His eyes twitched swiftly, examining the contents of the market quickly as well. The surprised mantle.

The market situation seen today is still the same as the last seen. Quiet without any visitors or merchants in it. But that was not what surprised Mantingan. There are no enemy warriors as far as the eye can see. Have they really come back?

The mantan chose to remain vigilant. Keep his sword raised to chest level, no less and no more. The mantle moved forward, small step by small step. While continuing to look at the situation around with his eyes.

Where are they going? Actually in retrospect, it would be a bit unreasonable if the enemy side were so easy to attack. The existence of the Northern River Spell and Angel in that gap could actually also be advantageous to the enemy. But why did they not choose to attack and instead choose to flee? Or is there a strong swordsman market keeper who doesn't like the commotion?

But a moment later, Mantingan realized that the North River Angel was still in the gap of two buildings. His face deteriorated. The mantle twists itself backwards. Time seems to be running very slowly, Mantingan can not move fast.

What the Mantingan did was actually create a huge defensive gap. The enemy can immediately finish the Mantingan without the need to bother. But what mantingan is more concerned with the safety of his closest friend than himself?

After turning back, Mantingan shouted loudly. As hard and fast as possible. “GO FROM THERE!”

The Angel of the North River realized his mistake. Just like Mantingan, as fast as possible he moves the body. The mantan could breathe a sigh of relief after seeing the girl slide forward, but the relief could not last long.

The body of the Mantang strongly slammed backward, unstoppable, indomitable to hit the wall strongly. But not strong enough to make him faint. The mantle groaned in pain before getting back up.

He saw that the two buildings in front of him had partially collapsed. The dust was still scattered, and debris fell from above the sky. Not yet had Mantingan think of the North River Angel, he had faced several flying knives that shot towards him.

The mantle moves its fineness very quickly. Sparks of fire were created when his sword collided with a flying blade. Five flying knife attacks had broken him without any inner strength.

The mantant retreated a few steps, looking for the whereabouts of the enemy. At the same time, Bidadari Sungai Utara managed to get out after removing the debris of the building that hit him.

The mantan heard the wind behind him, and he turned around. An enemy covered in black shadows. Fiercely violent, that fellow attacked the Mantingan with a long dagger. Quickly, the Mantingan repelled the entire deadly attack while stepping back.

Really in such a situation, Mantingan could not think of the safety of the Northern River Angel. The enemy in front of him continued to attack. The mantant must think of weak points and defensive gaps in the enemy. Even to think of his own safety, Mantingan did not have time.

Mantingan continued to make observations on the movements of his enemy. Therefore, he would only continue to fend off, at least until he found the enemy's weak point.

And without the Mantingan realizing it, it fended off the entire enemy attack with a beautiful move. Like a dance of amazement. Even though his enemy was a swordsman, not the slightest bit of inner strength that Mantingan expended to deal with him.

The enemy is doing a rounding motion. His sword carried him back, and he put him forward. Right eyeing the nape of the Mantingan. The mantang bends its back forward like a bow. The long dagger passed a moment above his nose.

The mantle pushes its body backwards before it stands back up straight. The enemy took a step back to attack in the same way. He turned his body backwards, bringing his sword back. But before he could slash him forward, the Mantingan had already pierced his enemy's waist with a lewd.

Instead of spinning, the person just fell tumbling. The mantle took a few steps back leaving him, not killing his enemy. And all of a sudden, from behind her came the sound of the wind. Not yet had time for Mantingan to turn around or dodge, his head had been hit hard.

***

AS MANTINGAN opened his eyes, he found himself inside his room. Mantingan's mind was still fresh to remember what had happened that night. But it is not fresh enough to remember what happened to the North River Angel after he was unconscious.

The mantel does not want to linger anymore. The North River is in danger. Get up soon. Wiping the cloth that covered him. The Sword of Kiai Kedai lying on the table. Then violently opened the door. Run outside. Must go down the stairs.

But after reaching the bottom, Mantingan found something surprising, as well as awkward. It could be seen by him that the North River Angel, Cana, and Kina were gathering at the middle room table. The three of them were just as shocked after seeing Mantingan.

“Kak Maman?” Kina reacted first.

“Kak Man? How could you wake up so soon?”

Now the Mantingan knew why they were surprised and why he was surprised. Of course the three of them did not know that Mantingan ran down from the second floor, carrying the Kiai Kedai Sword, and was in good shape. He was lying in his room, unconscious. And why should he be surprised if the Angel of the North River is safe?

“Brother Man.” The Northern River Angel greeted him warmly. “It's good to see you back healthy.”

Mantingan cleared his throat several times before asking the North River Angel, “Saudari, what really happened? Why can I lie in my room?”

The Northern River Angel smiled awkwardly. I don't know what made him feel so awkward. “Pardon me, Brother, but I am ashamed to reveal it.”

“Thy? Why should I be ashamed? Sister, I need to know what happened after I fell unconscious last night.” Mantingan tried to reinforce his sentence.

The Angel of the North River looks at Cana and Kinas alternately. Seeking to get opinions from them.

Kana says, “Tell me, Brother Sasmita.”