The Musafir

Insulting Hero Man

ASKED like that, Mantingan can only shrug and reply, “Maybe he has another goal so important that it delays his return? After all, I feel Hero Man will not be too interested in all those awards. After I listened to his story from store to store, I can estimate that Hero Man does not expect any recompense from his actions. Even as it seems, he did not do any charity.

“Hero Man did fight against the rebellion in Tarumanagara, but it felt like he did not do that willingly. Was he not a wanderer who had to be interrupted on his journey because of the presence of rebels, so that almost every moment had to defend himself against the rebels who attacked him?

“So I can conclude that people's opinion of Hero Man is very exaggerated.”

Right after Mantingan finished his words, his instincts commemorated an oncoming danger. Alertness tightened. Sure enough, the sound of wind whizzed behind his head!

Something was crashing towards him at a fairly high speed, but that speed was very slow if it was aimed at directly knocking down the Mantan without further ado.

The mantle immediately shifted next to his feet and flashed slightly to the side. In this city, he did not disguise himself as a commoner, so he could freely use his silat ability even though it only reached a certain stage.

By shifting his position, Mantingan could see who attacked him more clearly. Apparently a man who penoren sword that looks much neater and clearer than the other swordsmen who roam freely in the streets of Kotaraja. Definitely not an ordinary person. Was he a Knight—a class of people one level below the Brahmins?

The swordsman, fortunately, did not attack with the sword. Just a raw bogem. If the sword is uprooted in the streets of Kotaraja, it will certainly bring problems that are not easily deciphered.

So if you do not intend to kill him directly on the spot, what makes the swordsman attack Mantingan?

But however, the swordsman's punch did not meet his target. Mantang very easily can avoid it. And the swordsman knew his limits, so he no longer attacked despite feeling quite humiliated.

Some people who walked around Mantingan only gave a glance, then returned to look away. No hirau. After all, lay people here know that they will not benefit if they interfere in the affairs of the martial world.

Chitra Anggini had already paused and stared warily at the swordsman who attacked Mantingan without making small talk. His pair of legs and hands formed a fighting stance.

“You're west!” The swordsman immediately gushed while pointing at the face of Mantingan with his hands. “Who are you to dare to insult the great name Hero Man?!”

“Tenace, Brother.” Mantingan signaled that the warrior who seemed to attack because he felt offended was calm, as well as throw a glance at Chitra Anggini so as not to act rashly. “I just think, Brother, it does not mean that my words were true all.”

“Many reasons! I ask who you are!”

“I am just a commoner from Javadvipa with my friend, Brother, about to stop for a while in this very beautiful city.” The mantan still replied in a low tone and full of caution, although it was true that he was able to paralyze the swordsman before him as easily as moving a finger.

“Astacandala apparently, but you are already like a Brahmin. It would not even be appropriate for someone like you to name Hero Man to glorify him, but you would be humbling him to the lowest. How dirty the word you.”

“Brother, wouldn't it be a little exaggerated to call me Astacandala?”

The mantle frowned. However, he feels exaggerated if the person calls it Astancadala—the class of people who are still considered without caste even though Astacandala itself is the naming of caste.

“What kind of overload?!” The swordsman barked furiously, though it did not seem particularly scary with his geeky and climatic looks. “I call you that because your behavior has shown it clearly. You're all rotten, unfounded, unscientific. That is the attitude and behavior of the Astacandalas, the most despicable class of society ever! Now do you want to argue?”

After the Mantingan said so, the sword warden instantly silenced.

The scholarly looks possessed by him were indeed not mere nonsense.

He was able to think sharply in a short time, so he was able to realize that the words of the Mantingan was intended to insinuate himself.

But also, the swordsman did not want to embarrass himself angrily, for however he also realized that Mantingan's words were completely true.

“It won't change the truth that you are Astacandala.” The man slammed sharply. “If until I hear the news that you again insulted the great name of Hero Man, then I will look for you with all my might. There won't be anything good if you catch me.”

The mantle only enraged as the sword-wielding wielder strode away with a snort. Only after that, heard a sigh from Chitra Anggini.

“You are very humble, as if nothing else could be lower than your attitude.” The woman shook her head slowly. “What a Mantingan, I don't know whether to cry or laugh.”

Mantingan just smiled stiffly and asked Chitra Anggini to continue the journey. He also added that the problem does not need to be too thought out.

After a while of walking, the two arrived before a large gate that was the entrance to a large garden.

Chitra Anggini explained that in the park there are many amazing things. Starting from magic, stealth plants, graceful birds, to hot springs that can recharge the power in warriors.

“For travelers, this park will be the most important entertainment place they must visit before leaving the city. As for the residents of Kotaraja itself, this park has become a routine place that they visit to escape from fatigue,” explained Chitra Anggini.

The mantan nodded in understanding while looking around. The entrance gate was filled with many people. Some look foreign, some look malaya.

“Kurasa, it is not impossible that the shadow female network is in this place,” continued Chitra Anggini with eyes that looked straight ahead. “And it is not impossible there is also another underground network that is able to recognize your identity.”

“We take that dependents.” The mantel answered steadily. “Tasks that we are carrying is not a light task, then the dependents are not light. Unless you're not going to risk your own life, Chitra, then really not why are you waiting out here.”

“The danger you bear is the same as the danger I will bear.” Chitra Anggini looked Mantingan in the eye intently. “I stay with you.”

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