The Musafir
Healing for the Wounded
THE OFFICERS of the Land Inn chose to blow themselves up instead of having to disclose information about their secret group. The mantans were amazed at the loyalty of those who came to the end.
Mantingan slightly understood about why they were willing to blow themselves up for the sake of his group. Their loyalty is not something that can be bought with money or the enjoyment of life. When one was on the verge of death, they would not think twice about giving up the entire treasure if it could save his life. But they chose to die, this is a sacrifice that nothing can buy.
Swordsmen who live in underground networks have a strong belief that the teachings of his group are the most correct. That belief is far greater and far more powerful than the belief of warriors in the martial well or forest. So that they are willing to sacrifice property and soul to realize the goals of the group.
Swordsman over the surface of— who moves in the martial lake or forest persilatan— is not too attached to the flow. Even the black-flowing swordsman had no attachment to his college after the training period was over.
Unlike the swordsman on the surface, the underground network swordsman has a very deep attachment. The bond cannot be removed. Whoever releases it, it can be ascertained that the network will look for it until the wormhole even to then finish his life.
Although it sounds creepy, not many warriors who break the rope after joining the underground network. Because according to some confessions, someone who breaks the bond will get the biggest regret in his life.
The mantan landed right on Jakawarman's side after hovering in the air for a while. He saw the young man from top to bottom. Jakawarman showed his big smile to Mantingan. His all-white clothes had changed color to red due to blood. Most of the red color was not his blood, but the blood of the enemy. However, it cannot be said that Jakawarman also received some minor injuries.
“Jaka, you're hurt.”
Jakawarman laughs. “This is not a wound capable of dropping a Jakawarman.”
“If your wounds continue to bleed, then he will still drop you.” Mantingan put his palm on Jakawarman's shoulder. “Let me give you a little healing.”
Jakawarman was about to refuse because he felt it would only waste Mantingan's energy, but he held back immediately after feeling the warmth and comfort radiating throughout his body. Jakawarman could not resist this kind of feeling.
What Mantingan is doing is draining prana energy to stop bleeding in Jakawarman wounds and also accelerate healing. Because prana energy is hot, it is natural that Jakawarman feels warmth when the energy flows into his body.
The mantle pulled his hand after Jakawarman's entire wound stopped flowing blood. “You will recover soon if not move much ... uh, wait?”
Mantingan was surprised after finding that he was being stared at by many people. Not without reason, those who look at him are those who are injured. Whether it's a small wound or a big wound. Seeing that Mantingan had managed to stop Jakawarman's bleeding so quickly, they also wanted to get healing from Mantingan.
Because no matter how small the wound, if it does not stop bleeding, it will still lead to death. The mantle is like a ray of hope to them.
The young man took a deep breath before saying something to Jakawarman, “Come to the North River Angel. Ask him to be present and give healing here.”
“Man Hero's Order I understand and run.” Jakawarman lowered his head before flashed away.
After that, Mantingan asked the wounded warriors to form an elongated row. Swordsmen who have severe injuries will get healing earlier than warriors who have minor injuries.
The palms of the Mantingan hands were wet with cold sweat. He was obviously nervous. However, the young man had only received a little teaching about the pranic energy of the Northern River Angel, but now he acted like an expert healer in the battle arena.
One by one the swordsmen get mild healing thanks to the pranic energy from Mantingan's hands. But that does not mean that Mantingan managed to close their wounds. It just stops the bleeding, while to close the wound requires heavy treatment, can be done by the healthy by sprinkling the puyer and arguing.
The Angel of the North River arrived shortly afterwards. The girl did not talk much, immediately sharing the task with Mantingan.
“Only you and I have mastered the science of healing using pranic energy in this place. Daku wants us to split tasks ...”
The North River Angel asked Mantingan to stay in place and stop the bleeding from the injured swordsman, while he would be right behind him to provide a heavy level of treatment. So work those two young men.
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AFTER THE TREATMENT has been completed, the remaining warriors who are still fit begin to build tents for wounded soldiers. Along with that, they also held mass cremations for fallen enemy warriors and warriors.
Mantingan looked at the dozens of pancakas of the fallen soldiers with a pushy look. How he regretted his decision not to directly join the battle. If he had joined in the first place, then the number of casualties on the side of comrades might have been reduced.
Cakravarman approached the young man and patted him on the shoulder. Suddenly the dreamy Mantingan became surprised. “You are too careless for the size of a powerful swordsman,” said the burly man while putting on a smile.
A quick mantle burst out before putting on a bitter smile. “If asked to choose, I absolutely do not want to be a swordsman.”
“If my soldiers hear this saying, they will be greatly disappointed in you. If you had known that they would be warriors like you.”
The mantingan could only reply to him with an awkward smile.
“For the soldiers of the Taruma Buffalo Warrior, death in a battle is something to boast of. You don't have to put down the grief because they're dead. I myself feel proud.” Cakravarman laughed. “Do you know that the famous Taruma Buffalo Warrior always faces a heavy enemy? If none of my soldiers were to fall, it would mean that we were facing a light opponent. They will be much more proud if they fall in charge rather than win against a light enemy.”
The mantan nodded his head slowly. Actually, it is not just the death of the soldiers that makes him reflect alone like a bachelor full of nestapa. But also about Rara who was not at all expected to prevent him from fighting. Now Rara was no longer present in his mind, for some reason Mantingan felt that there was a void in his mind.
Maybe, Rara is really leaving now. The coat smiled wryly.
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note:
Because it's night, I update 1 episode first.
