The Musafir
Hot Talk on Chair
MANTINGAN TOOK a deep breath before stepping towards the bench. Really, he had no other choice. He pulled the bench, then sat on it. The Hand Mantingan secretly attached a protective Magic Throw behind the bench and under the table.
The mantan stared at the Red Sanca Swordsman. Waiting.
“Without you saying anything, I already know.” Mantingan said quietly shortly afterwards, “you paid the Sea Beggar's Association to catch me, didn't you?”
The Red Sanca warrior smiled. “It turns out that what people say about you is not excessive. You can read the signs, like Kiai Kedai. But there is a bit of confusion, sir. I came not to arrest you, but to kill you.”
“If you mean to kill me, then try.” The mantan placed the Sword of Kiai the Uncoiled Store Master on the table.
“Master, as Sahaya said earlier, Sahaya prefers peace over fighting.” The Red Sanca warrior sucks his horn. Very briefly later, he exhaled smoke through his nose. “This is what Dangerous want to negotiate with Sir. Would you like a cup of Tuak to accompany the conversation?”
“No need to mince words.” The mantel answered coldly but calmly.
“Or canklong? Sahaya can share the shell with Tuan.”
The mantle chose silence. For a long time he remained silent.
The woman laughed. “Master is very funny. Only you have refused the offer of drinking from Sahaya. If only the situation was not like this, maybe your life has long been extinct in the hands of Sahaya.”
Mantingan remained silent waiting for the next words issued by the woman. It did so because he was still unable to see the limits of the opponent's strength. Although he had seen many omens within the look in his eyes, but still was unable to see his strength. Therefore, Mantingan has acted wisely with silence and silence.
Swordsman Sanca Merah gulped down a bit of concentrated scented water in his cup, after which said, “It is true that the Sea Beggar's Society pays the peril, Sir. But for the perils, their pay was not too great for a job like this. Killing Master is not having no challenges and its own consequences ..”.
“How much do they pay to kill me?”
Swordsman Sanca Red smiled as he said, “Twenty Stones, Sir. Does Mister have that much resources?”
The mantle was silent for a moment. Obviously, he didn't have that kind of money. Even his treasure and the treasure of the Northern River Angel combined would not meet that amount. The mantle then shook.
“If you do not have it, then Sahaya is forced to carry out the tasks that have been given to sahaya.”
Mantian nodded. “Decars of Red Sanca, I do not know whether in this building you have stolen there are still living people or not. I don't want to harm them. What if we fight outside only?”
“Good thought, Sir. But Sahaya does not like to fight. Sahaya prefers to use reason to solve this problem. After all, there are no living humans in this building.”
Created the distance that devoured the silence of the night.
“Behold, sir, that Sahaya has hired dozens of expert warriors to surround your camp. Among them, Sir, there is a magician whose abilities have far surpassed that of Mr.”
The mantle shook slowly. The spell he installed was not an indiscriminate spell, even though it was the lowest spell of all the spells he mastered. It's not easy to break it. And does the sorcerer called the Swordsman of Red Sanca indeed possess abilities that surpass the Mantingan?
“Enough I send you an arrow sendaren, they will attack your camp.”
“Fight using the soul of shortness. A warrior seeks perfection, not treasure.”
“That time has passed, Sir. Perfection is just the usual bullshit that parents glorify!”
“Fight with me, Red Swordsman Sanca. They have nothing to do with our problem.”
“But they have a relationship with you, Hero Man!”
The atmosphere became tense in a very short time. Both Mantingan and Swordsman Sanca Merah spoke in a loud voice. It was as if a fight could happen at any moment.
“Then what do you want from me, O Swordsman of Red Sanca?!” The mantan squeezed the hilt of his sword furiously.
“Kill yourself before the eyes of danger, Mr.” The Red Sanca warrior lowered his voice. “Then after the Master does that, the danger will leave the North River Angel and the people whom the Lord cares about.”
So surprised Mantingan after hearing the woman's words. Killing himself? He had never thought of anything like this before. The mantan really has no plan. So what should he do now? The lives of his three loved ones are in danger, but suicide is not easy!
Mantingan knew that his standing was really unlucky this time around. Swordsman Sanca Merah is in fact able to master Golek Soul whose prowess is equivalent to an expert swordsman. It was just a lifeless wooden golek. Moreover, the science of lightening the body of the Red Sanca Swordsman is very high, so that Mantingan can not realize its movement.
What should he do?
The kembangmas have not yet been found. His promise with Kenanga must be kept. Mantingan is not a person who likes to break promises. But on the other hand, he knew that the salvation of the life of the North River Angel was also his promise. Two promises .. One of them must be sacrificed. But which one?
Mantingan exhaled his breath. He saw the blade of the Sword of Kiai Guru Kedai. Will his blood wash the sword? Will the sword exchange his life for the safety of the Northern River Angel or vice versa?
“Why should I kill myself instead of you?”
“Tuan Man,” said the woman was gentle, “even though it was dangerous to know that the position of the danger was much more favorable than Mr., still it was dangerous not to take dependents by ordering Mr.”
“Where is your identity as a warrior?” The mantel raised his face. “Tell me, where?”
“It's somewhere immeasurable before, sir. Honestly, Sahaya still doesn't know. But with abundant wealth, Sahaya will get short-lived identity very easily.”
“Black flow ...” Mantingan hissing, “all ways done to achieve self-satisfaction.”
Red Sanca Warrior laughs. “Sahaya doesn't care, Sir. Our path and purpose are different. Let not the Master speak pretentiously, so that the words that come out of that foul mouth are nothing but nonsense.”
