The Musafir

The Intentional Meeting

The company consisted of several buffalo pedicures that were completely filled with luggage, dozens of guard horses, and the last was a two-horse chariot.

In the horse-drawn carriage room, Mantingan could clearly see the appearance of someone who was very familiar to him. Most likely, the look of the person that made the people in the harbor to get away gave way to him without being asked at all.

For how not if the one who comes is someone famous all over Javadvipa and Suvarnadvipa named Dara, the beautiful auctioneer?

May the name and likeness of a Dara be so well known that no one in the harbor knows it.

Mantingan took the estimate that the girl was going to hold an auction at this port, and her meeting with the girl was not deliberate.

When Dara's entourage had passed from before him, Mantingan decided not to visit the White Wind Padepokan. Based on some considerations, it can be too dangerous to do.

Given how the wind always blows strong in the martial world. Any information and news that has been known will spread to all corners of the martial world very quickly. Mantingan will not take big risks with results that may be very small.

So he flashed from the grove of trees to the east of the harbor. Usually if it is still morning, there are some traders who sell clothes and snacks for breakfast there.

***

MANTINGAN returned to his room with some clothes that he managed to buy. The clothes he bought were usually worn by people on Sagandu Earth. That way, Mantingan can easily disguise himself as a layman, if needed. Mantingan also bought several clothing devices for the North River Angel, Cana, and Kina.

When he returned, Mantingan saw Kana still reading the book in his room. Looks like the boy was really centered on the book he read until almost unaware of the presence of Mantingan.

Mantingan then realized that the book Cana read was the Book of the Blood Wind Palm. Looking at the book, Mantingan so remembered that it was the first martial book that Mantingan got.

“Kakanda, have you mastered the Wind Tread?” Kana asked without taking her eyes off the book.

“Ya.” The mantel answered briefly.

“This includes a complicated style, it seems so to me,” Kana said later. “Can I teach you this one?”

The mantan nodded, of course he did not reject it. Then Mantingan told Cana to read the book to the end before he began to practice it.

“Alright, Kakanda. Can I take this book to my room? I think this book will be finished by tomorrow afternoon.” Cana turned from his book to Mantingan.

“Bring it up, but make sure it is not seen by others.” Mantingan then explained that the book is one of the characteristics possessed by students in White Wind College, rarely outsiders who get it.

Kana put the book in a shell before hiding it under her clothes. Before leaving, he promised to give a satisfactory result to Mantingan when tomorrow. The mantan simply nodded and accepted the promise.

The mantan moved towards the window before then opening it slightly to see the situation outside the inn. Mantingan's eyes instantly widened when he saw Dara's entourage stopping in front of the inn.

When the figure of the woman named Dara came down from his horse carriage, some people who were relaxing in the inn yard even stood up just to pay their respects.

At once Mantingan also became aware that their meeting at this port was not accidentally. Based on the response Dara gave, it was clear that the girl had known of Mantingan's whereabouts in the White Wind Port before, even knowing that Mantingan was renting a room in the inn!

Dara entered the inn after taking a look from Mantingan. Obviously he was not stupid enough to say hello to Mantingan, because it could provoke the attention of spy warriors who were always scattered everywhere.

The presence of the girl left a big question in Mantingan's mind. How would the girl know of his existence?

The mantle shook slowly and smiled bitterly. There were many possibilities that popped into his head, and none of them could be ascertained exactly. He felt the need to see Dara as soon as possible. Because if Dara has known its existence, it is not impossible that the network under the martial world has also known it!

***

IN the early hours of the next morning, Mantingan came and again ordered some food on the first floor of the inn. Now, he deliberately came much earlier so that the dish was really not ready to be served. As a result, in exchange for waiting for him Mantingan given a cup of tea for free.

His intention was to have a head on Dara's presence at the inn that turned out to have Behina's name that night. It is possible that by sitting on the bench of the store, he could find Dara.

Because after all, the store was fused with the first floor of the inn. If Dara moves out or enters the inn, surely Mantingan will find out.

That morning, Mantingan had changed his appearance almost entirely. Her clothes are no longer white-white; her clothes are red and her trousers are blue. His long hair is curled up and covered with aloe vera mucus to look black shiny. Even the look of his face was slightly changed, from warm to flat.

Of course Mantingan did not forget his fight yesterday which took the toll of four enemy warriors on this first floor. Even the damage from the fight was still in the repair period by the Night Behina Inn.

But Mantingan felt that the fight between swordsmen and warriors had often occurred in this port, so it was not a surprising and horrendous thing throughout the port. He saw with his own eyes that the fight yesterday afternoon had become an exciting spectacle for the port people.

While still waiting for the dish to mature, or rather still waiting for the presence of Dara, Mantingan hearing again captured the conversation between two cooks who took place in a quiet voice.

“If my guess is not wrong, then the one who managed to defeat the four troublemakers is the young-looking old swordsman we served a few days ago. I guess, he's a kind-hearted parent.”

“I hope so too, but why do you still think that he is a young-looking old warrior? Not a few talented young warriors who have just sprung up in the martial wells in times of chaos. And if that ‘old man’ is a good man, he cannot possibly do black magic by moving his soul into the body of a person much younger than him.”

“Dependers who have lived in the martial lake do like to behave strangely. Sometimes they are good, but sometimes they are cruel. You should not be surprised anymore.”

The mantan continued to listen while sipping tea, the conversation was concerning him.

“No matter if he is an old or young swordsman, for sure he has done good by saving that wayang girl.”

“Girl puppet? On what basis do you call her a wayang girl, my friend?”