The Musafir

Letting Everything Be Killed

“You know who they are, Chitra?” The mantel whispered softly.

“Same as no idea.” Chitra Anggini replied, also in a quiet whisper.

“Lantas why are you chasing them?”

“They came to the village by infiltrating. Especially if it is not bad intention?”

The mantle clucked slowly. “Not all bad intentions must you ladeni.”

“What if they harm innocent villagers?”

“Do they look like they'll do any harm? If that's the case, then we must move to fight, but these intruders came just to attack the village chief's house. The affairs of the swordsman let it be the business of the swordsman. We don't get too easily involved.” The mantelan gave a stark answer.

***

HOWEVER, as with the attitude of women in general, Chitra Anggini does not willingly argue his opinion so easily like this. But if it has been strongly denied, then the only way is to blame.

“Oi! Aren't you the mighty Hero of Man always standing up for the justice that so many people adore? Why does it look so scared now like a rat stalked by an owl?”

Mantingan looked at Chitra Anggini lazily before giving a firm answer, “You must not move except with my marks.”

Chitra Anggini was again upset. His eyes were still monitoring the fight in the village chief's residence. There were several bodies that were stiffened, drenched in blood.

“Look! All the corpses were dressed as village soldiers. Nothing seems to have come from the intruder. They lost a lot!”

“Do not move before there are signs of me.” Manten replied with the same answer as before.

Chitra Anggini clenched his palms. Resisting the growing anger. Like boiling water banging on a pot cover.

It feels like Chitra Anggini flashed into the village head's house, then killed all the intruders there with poison and weapons leaves that have been his mainstay all this time. However, he will not do that, because the orders from Mantingan are clear. Do not move before being marked. Chitra Anggini had promised himself to always obey Mantingan, however wrong or unreasonable the decision of the young man seemed. He'll keep following her.

While Mantingan remained adamant. He had guessed that the intruders were from the underground martial world, always attacking an interest that had been really important. Very rarely warriors from the underground martial world carry the main task of harming innocent citizens.

Swordsmen who infiltrate and blue the village head's residence may only have interests with the people who are there, will not harm the villagers who have deserved Mantingan protected.

That is what makes Mantingan decided to keep waiting and observing the situation.

The flash of fire that was originally a craze in the village head residence now gradually disappeared, along with dozens of village soldiers' bodies lying without lives with blood pooling. Presumably it had finished the fight there with the intruders as the victors.

The mantle breathed a long breath. In the face of the martial world, human life is equivalent to the life of an ant. Pointless. In one fight, tens to hundreds of swordsmen lives can just fly out of nowhere.

Mantingan with all his compulsion, this time did not move and defended those who were weak. All the affairs of the underground network are very complicated, they do not care about the strong or weak opponents faced, there is only a mere interest. He also had to behave like that, considering how Tapa Balian must be released quickly and Kembangmas must be quickly obtained! That's interests.

His life must not float in this place.

“His fight has ended.” Chitra Anggini said annoyedly, as if she had just missed a show. “And they have gone through the backyard of the village chief's house.”

The mantang nodded his head. He can see that clearly. The intruders had flashed away quickly through the back of the village chief's residence. The all-black clothes they wore immediately made their bodies like being swallowed by the darkness of a very thick night.

***

The morning is still ripe, but the tension is not the main has been perfectly confined Pesawahan Village where Mantingan and Chitra Anggini stop over.

The village chief was found dead with his head severed. All the village's protective soldiers died while trying to protect him. The helpless dayangs did not escape death, but fortunately from their bodies there were no signs of abuse.

The village tip asks all its citizens to be calm, but also put on full alert. Until this morning, the farmers did not lift the pacul and work in their fields, but raised a long machete and patrolled the village very vigilantly.

Women and children are forbidden to leave the house. Shopping needs are taken care of by adult men, that alone must be fully armed. And for households that do not have adult men, their shopping needs will be taken care of by farmers who are now concurrent soldiers.

Pesawahan Village which is usually crowded and beautiful has become quiet and gripping like a navel.

Mantingan sipped the bitter tea that was still warm in his cup. See the wide view from behind the window. I feel the tension. The warm tea helped keep his head cool.

The door to the room is open. Chitra Anggini came in, bringing a treat for breakfast in the form of tubers.

“Lodging guards ask us to stay here for a few days.” Chitra Anggini said as he thrust the tray to Mantingan. “We have been marked as a person who deserves full vigilance. In this village, the two of us are the remaining warriors.”

The mantle frowned while taking a piece of tubers from the tray. “Only the two of us?”

“Others have fled as soon as they know the news of this massacre.” Chitra Anggini looked at him solemnly. “What should we say later if in case demanded explanation?”

The mantel took a deep breath. Returning his eyes to the view of the hills that stretched wide from behind his window. It took him a while to answer that question.

“We say the truth,” the word Mantingan in the end. “Those who are wise will surely understand that we are not obligated to help this village at all, but those who are ignorant must not understand it. Just hope that what we are facing right now is a bunch of smart people, because blood can be spilled again if we face is a bunch of fools.”

Mantingan again sipped his tea after saying that. Chitra Anggini nodded slowly in the sign that he understood.

“How much longer will we stay here?” Chitra Anggini again asked the question after placing a tray containing the tubers on the room table. “You know that we should be arriving in Koying soon, right?”

The mantan nodded slightly while giving the woman a warm look. “Two-three days left. Chitra, let's talk at length all day. Yesterday, we still haven't negotiated something that really matters.”

Stared with such sudden warmth, Chitra Anggini quickly turned her numb face away.

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