The Musafir

The Young Noble and his Guard

The woman also said that the library was closed at night. Manten nodded and left the table after getting enough explanation.

Whatever the woman wants to say, it must be very important and dangerous if heard publicly. Mantingan actually does not like to talk too much to humans, at least until he is strong later, but Mantingan is forced to do this to get all the information about the White Wind College that is useful for him. Then it's okay, as long as the Mantingan is not too close to the female officer.

Mantingan did not come out of the library, it was impossible for him not to be interested in the myriad of sciences and the myriad of books in this library, so Mantingan preferred to read as many books here as possible while waiting for the library to close.

Mantingan begins his adventure in the library from the first floor, which turns out not many interesting books here. The books on the first floor on average are books for sale, or souvenirs. Mantingan does not want to increase the burden of his buntelann by buying books or souvenirs that are not needed by him.

So Mantingan decided to go up to the second floor. On the second floor the atmosphere is a little more scaly than the first floor, because on the second floor this is where precious books are being auctioned. Mantingan did not look too much at the auction, because the auction was held in the room. Visitors to the library could only see the auction from a small window.

Mantingan did not find any books on this floor, indeed it seemed like this floor was devoted to auctioning precious books.

Back Mantingan up the stairs to the third floor. The atmosphere was quiet again, because on the third floor this is where many books about statehood are located. It seems that only old people who study the books carefully. Mantingan thought for a moment to decide if he should stop here, but then Mantingan decided to go up to the next floor.

Mantingan is a traveler, books on statehood are not very necessary by him.

On the fourth floor it contains books on plants and animals. The thin smiling mantle. These are the books he needs. On this floor, the average filled by teenage children who are very curious about the science that concerns about nature. They looked like royalty, evident from the bodyguards standing firmly not far from each of the teenagers.

The arrival of Mantingan was not particularly highlighted, some of them were so immersed in the books he read.

The mantel found a long seat that was not too filled by many people, he took part in the corner of the seat to put the bundles and coffers before starting his exploration to find books about plants.

On this fourth floor, only Mantingan had the dirtiest appearance. Mantingan's face was completely dull by the dirt stain, his body odor was so inconceivable, his clothes were crusted by the dust. Really bad. Some who saw the nearby Mantingan immediately moved away, assuming Mantingan was a commoner who was only curious about the grandeur of the library without any intention of reading at all.

But who there thought, that let the appearance of such a Mantingan, but Mantingan is very good at reading and writing? Mantingan did not care about those who got away from him, he was so immersed in choosing the book he wanted to read.

Mantingan picked up some books that he would have needed to read on the seat.b Some people just stared at Mantingan in disgust, but there was one person who ventured to head off Mantingan.

That person was a haughty looking young man. Her clothes are luxurious. Have one bodyguard. Clearly nobles.

The mantan stared at the person in front of him flatly, then turned to go out on another path. But the young man whispered to someone next to him, who then ran over and blocked Mantingan.

“How dare you run away from me!” The young man behind Mantingan said high. His voice must have disturbed the others who were reading, but no one wanted to hinder the young man. They look scared of him, for reasons unknown.

“What do you guys want?” said Mantingan calmly to the young man's man.

Then the young noble approached towards Mantingan, still with a look of arrogant face. As if, anyone here was his slave.

“Basic of the commoners do not know themselves! Don't you realize where you are right now? How dare you set your filthy foot on the sacred library floor!”

Mantingan almost laughed hearing that, if he did not remember the death of Rara who always made him lose his smile or laugh.

How could the library floor be considered sacred if people were free to step on this floor with footwear? You know Mantingan that this arrogant young noble in front of him likes to make up. Lazy Mantingan also served this man, but Mantingan knew that this young man was very dangerous because he had a noble background.

“What do you want?”

The young man was grieving. “Today I am kind to you, you despicable commoners! So I'll talk to you. I'll tell you, that those books should be given to me.”

“I still want to read it, is there a rule here that allows people to snatch books that others are reading?”

The young man's face was crimson red, staring at the ferocious Manten as if it was about to swallow him alive or dead.

“Indeed there is none, but daku is the rule here. Whatever I say, then it is a rule!”

“Is it because you are a noble? If that is true, then how you as a noble are policy-makers but violate it yourself.”

The young nobleman's face grew even red, not expecting the Mantingan to say that. His anger can no longer be contained.

Then shakes his voice. "Please! His head digger!”

As the young man finished shouting, Mantingan felt a movement behind him, where the young man's bodyguards were. The mantle pulled on his right leg quickly to twist his body. When Mantingan's body was facing the bodyguard, Mantingan could see a long machete slashing towards his neck.

The bodyguard was not a swordsman, so the Mantingan could consider this balanced. His leg slant backwards, his body flying backwards. Golok drove fast, it only slashed the wind. Lucky neck Mantingan not blown by the sharpness of the blade of the cleaver! Mantingan's movements were more deft and faster than the bodyguard's, so that the Mantingan could avoid an attack at the deadly point.

Not only dodging, even Mantingan attacked back with his kick that managed to hit the nape of the guard. Not only that, the Mantingan also smashed into the body of the young noble and made him kiss the floor.

The mantang, still hugging the books, landed himself by rolling around a few times before returning to his feet. Two people who intend to harm him fall down.

“Good noble, I will give you these books after I finish reading them.” The mantan then passed without the slightest care about what had just happened.