The Musafir

Six Thieves

SURELY the reason why he chose to display Mantingan as if he was a weak person was because he still did not know what the rules in the martial world and the lay world in Suvarnadvipa.

Of course, as an immigrant, he did not want to compete for strong support that would eventually cause misery for himself.

So when he was pointed at the leper to touch the skin of his neck, Mantingan presented himself as if he really felt an extraordinary fear.

“Call him by appellation ‘Tuan’! The degree is much higher than you!”

“Honored Brother, isn't there only one ‘Tuan’ that we can call such, namely He Who is the Universe?” The mantan replied with a plain face.

“Apparently you are tired of living! Many reasons are the same as asking to die! Accept this!”

The man pulled his lethargy far from the neck of Mantingan, who apparently wanted to be swung back immediately to separate the Mantingan's head from the trunk of his neck. But just before it actually happened, someone among them first stopped his movement.

“Hold first!” said the person who was presumably their leader. Now his eyes turned to Mantingan. “See you showed up suddenly here. Only one kind of human being can do such a thing.” Then his sizzle, “sword, you are a swordsman!”

Mantingan presents himself as if surprised instead of a reed of braids. “What Brother says. This despicable danger is very, very low in degree, which may be able to become a powerful and invincible warrior. Even dreaming of it is dangerous never!”

“Well, explain why you can appear suddenly right in front of us like that?” Now it's the man's turn to point the finger. “I hope you have enough answers to satisfy me.”

“Sahaya just soaked herself under the sand, when the peril felt someone had trampled me from above. That's where the direct 5 is?woke up and saw a little girl running fast as if she was being chased by a wild tiger, but it turns out you are the one chasing her.”

“Causible! But why are you standing up straight like this, huh? Will you pretend to be the hero who blocks us with that sword on your waist?”

“Not at all, Brothers. Sahaya would feel very happy if the Brothers went back after the child instead of me.”

The six people looked around, as if they had just realized something very important. But at a glance later, their faces turned red.

“Ah, begundal! The boy doesn't look anymore, we're losing prey! And you are the cause!”

“Why are self-hazard to blame?” The mantan pointed at himself with a look of astonished astonishment. “Don't you guys stop chasing him?”

“We stopped because you blocked the road!” Another man pointed his arm. Seems impatient. So there are two sticks of lemongrass attached to the neck of Mantingan.

“Light does not feel blocking the way at all.” A wailing mantle looked around him. “Isn't this beach so wide, that even you guys are free to run anywhere without the need to jostle?”

The six people looked back at each other. Whispering in small voices. No matter how small their whisper sounds, Mantingan is still able to hear it without using the Science of Hearing Dew Drops though.

“Better to finish or not?”

“Stop it! Look, he's carrying a big bundle and a sword that would have been quite valuable if we sold.”

“But are we so willing to kill a man who turned out so unfortunate his fate? His hands were maimed, stranded on a foreign island. Let's just strip her stuff and leave her here.”

“Heh, since when has your heart become soft like this? As a thief, of course you must show hardness of heart to many people.”

“I agree with your opinion, a weak person like himself we must teach him a lesson in order to grow strong someday. My advice, just cut off that other hand.”

“Good advice,” their leader said. “If instantly mampus, where can he take a lesson.”

“You are stupid or what? If we cut off his remaining hand, it's already stuff so he won't be able to take revenge on us!”

So after completing the negotiation, the six people turned to look at Mantingan savagely. Mantingan pretended to gulp, so it was suspected that he was indeed frightened.

“Actually we really want to kill you!” That is how the leader said in a wise voice. “But really basically, we are virtuous people. You're from Javadvipa, and the six of us are from Javadvipa anyway, so we all really don't have the heart to kill you.”

Mantingan immediately froze deeply a few times before saying, “I am very grateful for the wisdom of the Brothers! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Now, I can continue the journey in peace.”

“Wait here!” One of them held onto the shoulder of the Mantingan, which instantly stopped the young man from moving. “What told you to leave? Chief, give him an understanding!”

“We do let your life remain in the body, but that does not mean you will leave without paying your sins against us.”

Mantingan's facial sharpness changed at that instant. “What is my fault with you, Brothers?”

“You've made our catch pass, that's your fault that was either intentional or unintentional!” the other toilet.

The mantle frowned. “Your arrest? Didn't you guys manage to catch him? Anyway I told you also that I did not try to stop you, it was you who stopped and talked to me.”

“We take your things. The bundle and the sword. All your hands that live next door leave here,” said the leader with a fluffy smile. “Remember, we have been kind to not breathe your life, but all your deeds must indeed be paid.”

The mantel took a deep breath. If he continues to disguise himself as a layman who has not studied martial arts at all, which is coupled with the fact that his right arm is gone, then it will be very impossible for him to be able to surpass the six people armed with swords plus healthy and fit. It is impossible and absurd!

Should he end his disguise by directly killing the six of them in less than the blink of an eye? Or did he beg under their feet to be made a man to avoid murder?

She smiled bitterly. If he misses his residence in the beautiful Wind Bell Village. Javadvipa may be safe and secure by now.

“Oi, rancid rogues! How dare you go after my grandson!”

Mantingan turned to his left, finding a small shadow that was slowly approaching in the distance.

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note:

Thing Pham Lien, or the Angel of the North River, existence does not really exist in the real world.

I refer to King Bhadravarman as Champa, who was also the father of Pham Lien.

In fact, there is no historical record of Bhadravarman's daughters. Or rather, at that time usually the name of the woman was not inscribed in the inscriptions or ancient records.

Assuming that Bhadravarman most likely had a daughter from his consort or consort, I created the character Pham Lien, who married the son of King Fan Sun Man (Funan) either as empress or concubine.

But in the historical record, at that time Funan was expanding the territory, so that good relations between Champa to Funan felt needed.