The Musafir

Watching Dance Through Hearing

“Your group is famous for never accepting men to join, no matter how effeminate the man who begged you to be included in the Fallen Leaf Group. So why did I see a man with a buffalo in the distance? I saw you also sign him, as if asking not to come closer.”

Hearing that, then as soon as possible Mantingan back rubbed his shoulder back. Act as if you don't know about the conversation.

“He was indeed part of our entourage, but he was not from our group. The man is an ordinary sword sorcerer I hired for disguise.”

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PRESUMABLY it has been clear about the true purpose and purpose of Kartika's actions that let Mantingan into his entourage. It was not for the Mantingan to guide them on the road to the Balian Valley or for his entourage to receive additional protection, but so that his entourage remains visible as a public entourage that is certainly impossible to pass the route filled with rogues headquarters without escort.

After knowing that, Mantingan became a little relieved of mind. It can be interpreted that Kartika does not have bad intentions towards him, although the way is to deceive him. Mantingan is okay, as long as it is in his interest to reach Balian Valley with all the information about the Balian Cause can be obtained. He also felt that the existence of Chitra Anggini in Suvarnadvipa had little to do with him.

The word Kartika is not only understood by Mantingan, but also by the Bloody Swordsman Kelewang. Through the Science of Hearing Dew Drops, Mantingan learned that the swordsman was nodding his head without answering any more.

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ALL preparations for the puppet show have been completed. Actually crazy enough to hold a puppet event in the middle of the wilderness far from human civilization like this, but it is not a surprising thing anymore in the underground network of martial arts, but it is not, because they have become accustomed to doing everything in a hidden place that people rarely know. For them, the wilderness with civilization is almost no different.

There were only five women who would dance, while dozens of other women held various sound devices such as strings, harps, horn, metal claps, rattles, and various others. Hundreds of other women just sat watching on the sidelines doing nothing, but Kartika asked them to stay. Obviously the intent was to be on guard if a battle was to occur.

One of the dancers of the five dancers is Chitra Anggini. Kartika was inside. Mantingan soon learned that the five women were the ones who had the most control over the Fallen Leaf Dance.

The puppet cast always carried many torches just in case the event took place when the sun had set, now the torches were lit and placed on the outskirts of the field.

While in the middle of the field has been lit a large bonfire because no matter how bright the torch light on the edge of the field will not be bright enough to illuminate the place. With the existence of a large bonfire, the pitch-black field became bright; the cold one pierced into a stinging heat.

Mantingan sat among the wayang women with Munding Caraka who lay on his stomach on the grass. Kartika asked him to wait there on the condition that his eyes would be covered in black cloth if the dance had already begun. It was not a problem at all for Mantingan, because he has the Science of Hearing Dew Drops that with a short distance between himself and a dancing place like that will be very possible for him to translate sounds into forms, he said, so that he can see everything that happens nearby without the need to open the eyes of the slightest item.

It was predictable that at this moment Mantingan was smiling awkwardly. How not? The puppets approached while looking at her as if she was something they had never seen before. Some women even stroke the back of Munding Caraka with their wiggly fingers, which always must be accompanied by tickling laughter, whether it makes the buffalo excited or nervous.

“This is the look of youth from Javadvipa?” One of them even whispered to his friend, who could hear Mantingan clearly even without using any kind of sharp hearing.

“Not. I don't like it.” Sizzle the woman like a snake. “He's just handsome. I mean, even though he doesn't have white skin like marble, he still looks very handsome. His muscles look perfect. And look at that smile, so sweet as coconut sugar.”

“It means that you have loved her, Agni!”

“Huh! Where there is such. Does everyone handsome have to be loved?”

Mantingan regulate his airway because he does not know when his throat will choke due to too shocked. Luckily, the conversation stopped as soon as the sound of being hit. The dance will start soon.

“Let me cover your eyes, Brother.”

The mantle heard a voice behind him. He nodded his head without feeling the need to turn around. “Please, Sister.”

Shahdan felt a soft cloth rubbed his eyes up to several layers. Mantingan knew that if he forced his eyelids to open, then there was nothing he could see but darkness.

So immediately the Mantingan planted the Science of Hearing Dew Drops, which are able to see all forms of objects in a distance of 15 spears but not with color. It only looked red, green, yellow in his vision. Although it cannot be used to enjoy the scenery at all, the Science of Hearing Dew Drops actually gives better vision than the eyes in that distance.

Five wayang women who Mantingan know that one of the two is Chitra Anggini and Kartika began to walk in a row towards the middle of the field, although not really right in the middle of it because the place has been occupied by a bonfire that flares hot air. The bracelets on their feet rattled with each step.

First they faced and spoke to a dozen warriors from the Blood Devouring Group, before turning around and turning to the wayang women who were scattered on different sides. Through the translation of sound into form, Mantingan was able to see that Chitra Anggini was specifically glancing at him.

Mantingan smiled widely in his mind, he assumed that Chitra Anggini had known that he could see himself even with his eyes closed. However, Mantingan is not convinced that Citra Anggini knows how she can do that.

The harbour began to be paved for the beginning. The dancers raised both arms up, and gently flicked their feet to the ground. The bracelets on their legs then rattled, becoming a distinctive blend with the sound of a horn. Mantingan clearly knows that this kind of sound is indeed made in such a way as to invite the excitement of someone.

Their right arm began to be lowered to the chest. They stuck it to the right side. It was then that the sound of the lute and rattling began to be heard.

After the arms, they now extended one of their legs to the right side before jumping and spinning in the air once. When it returned to the ground, both of their arms had been stretched to the side. The sounds coming from the entire sound verse grew louder and louder. The real dance was about to begin, when Mantingan heard the sound of greatness from the forest behind him!