The Musafir

The North River Angel Does Not Sight Himself

WHEN MANTINGAN opened his eyes, he saw the dense trees that had been splashed by the sun. Then stirring towards the sky, the sun is in the middle horizon. This indicates that the morning has long passed.

The mantel looks around. Almost the entire ground had become mud, some had even become puddles of water. Only the ground under the tree is still hard enough to tread.

Mantingan raised his eyebrows when he saw the North River Angel leaning right to his right in a state of sleep. How the situation of the Northern River Angel is no worse than its condition.

The young man had no intention of waking him up. Surely the girl was exhausted after going through a draining fight last night.

The mantle tries to move the body. The whole thing can be moved around unhindered though it still hurts a little, but it's no big deal. Smiling coat.

“It looks like I'm moving too far off the streets ...” The mantis muttered to himself. Suddenly his smile became sad. “Rara, where were you last night?”

Remembering everything that happened last night. When the fight is always over by the death of one of the parties. Where was Rara when Mantingan needed her presence? Did the girl who was residing in his mind have sulked so decided not to bring herself up again?

Clearly, Mantingan was feeling sad. It is sad to remember the death of Rara on the beach at dusk. The mantle could not really forget it. Sometimes he makes peace with those memories, sometimes not. Among all the memories, only these memories were hard to reconcile with. Occasionally, Mantingan still thinks that Rara's death is an unjust fate.

But now, Mantingan must be able to put aside all his feelings. There are more important issues to take care of immediately.

The mantle sits cross-legged with a lotus shape. Before leaving this place, Mantingan will start samadi to recharge his internal energy. Although the entire body can be moved properly, it does not mean that its inner power has fully recovered. After all, Mantingan still suffered a number of internal injuries that at least had to get mild treatment before getting treatment at White Wind College.

***

ONCE FELT enough, Mantingan re-opened his eyelids. His body felt much fresher and fitter than before doing samadi. But how he realized that the sky had come to an end, the sign of twilight had come. Immediately Mantingan glanced to his right side, how surprised he was when he saw the Northern River Angel still asleep leaning on the tree trunk.

Can it still be said to be asleep if from night until dusk in the next day has not been awakened anyway? It's more than just regular sleep. The Angel of the North River is unconscious!

With an extremely agitated feeling, Mantingan hurriedly patted the girl on the shoulder. There's no response. The more agitated he is.

Mantingan put his palm on the girl's shoulder, quickly he flowed prana energy on the body of the North River Angel to find out what causes this girl unconscious.

Mantingan actually all little in knowing the science of medicine and healing. But during his time in the Wind Bell Village, the North River Angel taught him the skill of using prana power to heal various external wounds and internal wounds. With the blood-derived talent of the ancestors, Mantingan quickly absorbed all the teachings the Northern River Angel gave and was able to practice them perfectly.

Immediately after Mantingan poured prana energy into the girl's body through her shoulder, she discovered that the Northern River Angel had no injuries whatsoever other than running out of inner strength.

The young man scrunched his forehead. "What happened to you, Sasmita?"

Many guesses appeared in his head. But still can not be ascertained which is the truth, because the Angel of the North River did not wake up and give a statement. That's vivid.

Without thinking much more, Mantingan drained half of his inner power to the Northern River Angel. Meanwhile, the sky in the western horizon is increasingly infinite, while the purplish color in the eastern horizon. A thin mega-mega floating in the sky. It looked motionless, as if no wind had touched them.

After receiving a slight inner strength from Mantingan, the Northern River Angel had been able to open his eyes. He looked at Mantingan with an adorable look. Not only his gaze, his smile that he displayed was also so weak.

The mantel stroked the girl's head and said, “Thank you for helping me last night. Let us hurry from this place before dusk becomes night.”

The North River Angel did not retaliate. But when their spies came into contact with each other, there was a conversation that no one else could hear but them.

“Alright, allow me to carry you, Sister.” With a quick but not rough movement, Mantingan lifted the body of the Northern River Angel up on his back.

After tucking the Kiai Kedai Sword into the belt on his waist, Mantingan started walking away from that place. While continuing to step foot, Mantingan said, “Pardon me, Sasmita. There's only a little inner energy I can give you. More I will give you if I find a place that contains a lot of energy in. Hang on.”

The mantle breathed a long breath. How must be admitted that his current inner strength is not left too much. This is what makes the Angel of the North River unable to walk, not even to say a word. This also made the Mantingan decide not to dart as fast as other warriors. He needed to alert his inner strength to an unexpected fight.

While walking, Mantingan was actually gathering energy from the surrounding trees. The place where Mantingan was before was not a place that contained a lot of inner energy to be absorbed. So by continuing to walk, Mantingan can absorb more energy in.

The North River Angel did not show any answer. From his regular airway, Mantingan learned that the girl was sleeping again.

***

IT HAD BEEN SO long since Mantingan first left the forest. Relying on the tracks left by the group, both feet continued to step. There was no feeling tired even though the Angel of the North River never descended from above his back.

The sky was no longer filled with orange tinge, but was filled with hundreds of beautiful stars. Indicates how long the Mantingan has been running. But there is also a bright side, from twilight to night time, Mantingan managed to gather a lot of energy in. But not enough to be able to make it fly a long distance.

Moreover, a large part of the inner energy he gathered was channeled to the Angel of the North River. This was done to ensure the North River Angel did not die. For a swordsman who runs out of energy, death always looms in the shadows, can pick up at any time without giving any signs.

Until now, Mantingan is still looking for reasons why the North River Angel can run out of energy in the. Did the girl fight when the Mantingan was unconscious? Or even flashing as far as to seek help?