The Musafir
The Six Pillars of Intan
Again Mantingan felt touched by the kindness that Dara gave. Surely girls absolutely did not need to hold an auction at the White Wind Port. In fact, it can even be said, holding an auction event in this too busy port will actually bring great losses.
“Thank you, Dara. Your kindness is really worth nothing.” Manten smiled sincerely.
“Remember that you once saved my life, Mantingan.” Dara flicked her hand while smiling awkwardly. “Which I do this is absolutely nothing.”
As soon as Dara finished saying, created an atmosphere of silence. Slowly that silence creates awkwardness. Mantingan and Dara both smiled full of awkwardness.
“You didn't drink that wine, Mantingan?” Dara asked after a long silence, even though the question sounded too forced.
“No.” The mantle shook slowly. “I bought the wine not to raise suspicion.”
What Mantingan said is true. Wouldn't it be very suspicious if they came to the brood shop without ordering any wine at all?
Dara nodded her head. In his mind, he felt happy because his guess was wrong.
“You have breakfast, Mantingan?” Dara reopened the question.
Manten. “Not yet. I had ordered food on the first floor of the Night Bunian Inn, but there was a murder in the kitchen that seemed quite terrible. The waiter came and told me that the whole dish is not edible.”
Dara held her breath. The explanation of Mantingan was quite shocking to him and simultaneously created many conjectures in his mind. “Mantingan, I fear that the murder has something to do with the people of the underground network persilatan.”
“Your concerns are not wrong, Dara ..” Mantingan then explained an event that resulted in him having to kill four swordsmen from the Diamond Sword Group yesterday.
As soon as Mantingan finished explaining, Dara sighed so long. Hoping that with a sigh it can throw a little burden on his mind. Massaging her forehead, Dara began to think about what kind of huge impact if they had to deal with the Diamond Sword Group.
“I killed them, so I will be responsible for what happened in the future. Dara, you have given a lot of help to, this kind of problem you do not need to think about.” The mantelan tried to calm Dara.
While leaning her back on the chair, Dara shook her head slowly. “So please, Mantingan, I just feel like I have to carry a little bit of the burden that you carry anyway.”
“Thank you for the attention, Dara.” The mantel did not let out his smile. “But really, you don't have to dirty your hands just for stuff like this. It will also be very dangerous for you if you get involved too far.”
Dara Tetiba just looked at him slowly with her eyes that looked cute. “Mantingan, you do not know how big of a problem you are facing right now.”
Manten frowned when he saw Dara's face that displayed excessive unrest. He was convinced that the present data was no longer the kind of people who easily fretted for no apparent reason. So ask him to make sure, “How big is the problem, Dara?”
“Very big, Mantingan,” said the girl while squeezing her fingers. “The Diamond Sword Group has six strongest warriors who become the pillar builders for the group. The six warriors were referred to as ‘Six Pillars of Intan’. Their strength is not known for certain, for no one has ever come out alive after encountering them. Maybe you could face one-two of them and come out with only severe injuries, but I don't think you'd be able to if you had to face them all at once.”
Mantingan had indeed heard about the Diamond Sword Group from the Kiai Guru Kedai, but the matter of the six strongest warriors, he had never heard of it.
“I don't want you to be wretched, Mantingan. And the Angel of the North River must not die here, it will cause something very, very bad to Yawabhumi with Champa. Avoid dealing with warriors from the Diamond Sword Group. As much as possible, avoid it!”
“I'll always remember your warning, Dara.”
“And hope that the six warriors will not step down.”
The mantle nodded slowly. But he prefers to act directly rather than hope. “If the six warriors are to intervene, then I alone will face them. The safety of the North River Angel will not be compromised.”
“Mantingan, understand that they are not a bunch of warriors you can face alone. Ask for help from your swordsmen friends who you can count on.”
The mantle paused for a moment to think. Who are his friends that he can count on? Come to think of it, Mantingan doesn't have many friends. Besides Satya, Rama, and the Angel of the North River, who else could he rely on if the Six Pillars of Intan came to demand revenge for the death of four brothers?
It is also very unlikely if he asks the rock to his teacher who is currently out of nowhere.
“I don't have many friends.” That bitter statement was accompanied by a bitter smile as well. It is not his fault if he does not have many friends, because however the martial world is a very lonely road.
“Actually it doesn't have to be really your friend either, Mantingan. Out there, many white school groups and colleges are willing to support you if you need help. They were speaking at an emergency meeting in Tarumanagara that took place two months ago. You just have to ask them..”
Initially Dara thought that Mantingan would breathe a sigh of relief after knowing it, but not the slightest look of relief on the face of Mantingan. Instead, the young man simply nodded slowly and smiled casually.
“I'll ask them for help if needed. But as much as possible, I will deal with this problem alone.”
Dara took a breath back. He felt that Mantingan would not turn away from his decision, so he decided to stop discussing it, at least for now.
“Mantingan, I want to talk about something.” Dara's hand moved to pull something out of her purse before showing it to Mantingan. “This question ... I'm actually a bit unwell to discuss when you're not doing too well, but can we make a cooperation agreement now?”
Mantingan saw the rectangular-shaped object shown by Dara, then he realized that the one held by Dara was none other than the Light Magic Throw. There was no need to think long for Mantingan to know that Uncle Bala who he met at the Malaya Screen Market at that time had given Lontar Magic Light while conveying his message to Dara.
“Ah, I almost forgot about this.” The mantle patted his forehead. He should have conveyed the matter of this Light Magic Throw three months ago when they met in the border town. “Of course you can, Dara. You just need to say how many Magic Throws are required, I will make it if it is within my ability.”
Dara smiled meaningfully. “It depends on what price you want to put for each sheet.”
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