The Musafir

Twenty Sheets of Thump

“I think the clanging sound means that the event will start soon,” SAID Chitra Anggini to restore the atmosphere to be more serious.

“But I don't think so either. Anyone who woke up to hear the kangungan, then guessed that the event will begin soon, will surely clean themselves first in the bathroom.”

“You wait here, let me take a shower first!” Chitra Anggini suddenly flashed from his place to then breathe his bundle and again flashed out towards the bathroom. Seeing that, Mantingan could only shake his head and smile.

Not long after, he recalled back to a palm filled with plans given by Mrs Darkness in the Thousand Cup Store.

As he recalled, the ejection sheets contained characters and cipher languages that could be interpreted by Chitra Anggini, but still had not been read last night.

The mantle took out the puddle from its bundle. Laze. Although knowing will not be able to read, he still chose to open it and just look around.

Inside the shell, there are twenty pieces of pendants that are bound to each other. That means, Chitra Anggini must translate forty full pages of characters and passphrases before being able to find out the contents!

In comparison, to translate a sheet of throwback that is just a line of sentences, Chitra Anggini takes about a drink of tea. What about these words that are clearly not just a line or two lines of sentences?

The mantan shook his head before storing the splinter back inside the petals. But even so, his mind was still racing.

Love will only last for five days. Can Chitra Anggini fully translate the secret letter at such a time that the Love Affair itself will be filled with time-consuming activities?

Not long after, Chitra Anggini walked out of the bathroom with a much fresher appearance than before. At that time, Mantingan was sitting cross-legged on the couch in the front room while closing his eyes to plug the Science of Hearing Dew Drops.

Of course, with the ability to translate sound into form, Mantingan can realize the presence of Chitra Anggini, then after the woman walked to the room she immediately opened her eyes and called him.

“What's up?” Chitra Anggini asked as he walked over to Mantingan.

Mantingan did not immediately reply to him, but looked at him fixedly, so slid sentence by sentence in the look of his eyes.

‘The letter is still not read.’

Chitra Anggini took a while to decipher the gaze before finally nodding in understanding. The mantan immediately pulled out a palm fringe containing a secret letter from the Dark Lord and gave it to Chitra Anggini.

In his gaze, he again said, ‘There are twenty sheets in it. How long does it take?’

For a moment, Chitra Anggini bought her eyes for not expecting such a thing before. ‘Twenty sheets? It took me two full days to translate that much script and passphrase, it could even be longer!’

‘Can be accelerated? Half day for example ...’

‘You're crazy? Reading a passphrase isn't as easy as flipping your palm, you won't be able to do that in just half a day. That is very impossible.’ Chitra Anggini stared at Mantingan strangely, as if the young man had lost his mind to think clearly.

Chitra Anggini let out a long sigh before keeping the letter inside his coffers. Only there is the safest place to keep an object as important as a letter containing an intrusion plan. If you keep it in the room, then it is the same as putting fresh meat in the tiger cage!

“You clean the body, I do not want to be late even for a moment,” said Chitra Anggini.

Mantingan raised his eyebrows while saying in wonder, “A excited step by yourself.” Then he smiled faintly before standing up from the couch and walking towards the bathroom.

For him, Chitra Anggini's attitude is just said to be strange. They follow the Love Act solely to be able to infiltrate the palace, but why is the woman so excited that she does not want to be late even if only for a moment?

After cleaning up, Mantingan returned to the front room and found Chitra Anggini who was ready to leave. The mantle immediately flashed into his room, breathing the coffers as well as a pair of masks before flashed again to the woman's place.

“Use this and do not let go of it while it is still outside,” Mantingan said as he extended one of the masks to Chitra Anggini.

“I think only you need it while I don't.” Chitra Anggini said so before throwing a faint smile. He was like fishing for an answer from Mantingan ....

“We have to perform like lovers, right?” The mantan gulped down his saliva, barely believing that his mouth had just spoken those words.

“There's a truth to it as well as you.” After a short laugh, Chitra Anggini unhesitatingly took the mask from Mantingan's hand. “Let's go out now, I think other warriors have gathered.”

The mantle nodded and walked in the lead in front. He could not allow Chitra Anggini to lead, because of how well he had known the character of the woman who lacked patience. If something happens that provokes anger, Chitra Anggini will find it difficult to think clearly to choose the best decision.

They walked out and found that the sky was no longer dark, but rather purple. That means, the morning is no longer blind, and time enters the light of the land.

Several warriors were seen coming out of his house, but just like Mantingan and Chitra Anggini, they did not know what to do. It was then that an officer arrived who echoed the announcement while riding his horse at low speed.

“Gentlemen and Gentlemen gather at the Grand Courtyard of Thousand Palace Houses to attend the first activity as well as breakfast!”

The officer passed while continuously calling for the same announcement. His voice was made as loud as possible, making sure none of the guests missed the announcement.

Mantingan and Chitra Anggini looked at each other before asking simultaneously, “Where is the place?”

By asking in unison, it meant that none of them knew the direction towards the Thousand Palace Houses Great Courtyard that the attendant intended.

“Okay, Brothers. I used to work for the palace, so know the direction to that place. If you are willing, then really you can follow me.” A swordsman said out loud in a polite tone while jutting around. Her partner also turned in another direction that could not be reached by her lover.

Of course, the offer was very well received by other warriors.

“Brothers, what an immeasurable help you give, then let me follow you!” Someone jutted while expressing those words sincerely, some of the other warriors said similar things and most of them just joked with a small smile.