The Musafir

The Musafir
The Mestika Weapon Storage Pagoda



ARRIVING at a tall building towering like a pagoda, the two warriors escorting Mantingan and Chitra Anggini instantly sent flying knives to kill the soldiers standing guard there.


However, all of them could not be killed with those knives. Some have escaped, but others have not been targeted. Some of those who were still alive immediately flashed to welcome the arrival of the two treacherous warriors, while the rest flashed towards the top of the pagoda to sound a sign of danger.


The fast-acting mantis instantly slid dozens of flying knives that seemed to come from void space to knock out those who were about to attack at once those who were about to sound a danger sign. So easy he did that that even the term turning the palm would not deserve to be pinned on him.


When they then landed right in front of the door of the tall building, Chitra Anggini suddenly touched Mantingan's arm. In the dim light of the yellow-golden lanterns hanging on some poles, the girl's worried face appeared.


“Isn't this all too easy?” whispered.


Mantingan then glanced at the two warriors who had been far away to deliver him here. They nodded their heads to convince.


“We have no other options. Just trust in the network Puan Keleaman.”


After the Spells said so, the two warriors simultaneously stuck their swords on the doorknob before starting to cast magic spells. In an instant, patterns of green light filled the door. Although the light was not so concentrated, but it was clear that sweat was pouring from the faces of the two warriors. They did not seem like they were about to open a natural spell, but rather break it!


The Mantin spread the Science of Hearing Dew Drops as far as he could, so he could find some warriors who were moving quickly towards their place!


“Chitra, watch this place. Whatever happens, never catch up with me.” Mantingan looked at the woman with a bit of a killer air, really he did not want to do it but arguing with Chitra Anggini is something that is much worse.


In the fight between warriors, the blink of an eye can be the determinant of one's life and death. Meanwhile, the speed of speech could not match the speed of winking. If they must also serve the rejection of Chitra Anggini by talking through the mouth, they can all die in this place!


But unexpectedly, Chitra Anggini nodded surely. Absolutely certainly. Consider that not only because of the killer air given Mantingan, but also because of his own determination. He has decided so.


Without waiting any longer, the Mantings immediately flashed towards the top of the pagoda. The warriors came from different directions completely different from each other, so it would be very difficult to approach them one by one. The mantan took the wuwungan peak of the pagoda as its footing, before it began to slide flying knives that just appeared from the palm of his hand.


The speed of those blades had exceeded the speed of the mind. Really am. It is indisputable that the whole attack hit the target so precisely and so perfectly that they did not even know what was the cause of their death, or perhaps did not know how much they had died!


Although an attack at the speed of the mind did sound like it would be unavoidable at all, but for the warriors who had trained their fighting instincts to an unimaginable degree, which item of course such training would not take a year or two, then attacks with the speed of the mind were still possible to be avoided.


Dozens of warriors bodies of the king's residence guards had to fall with a knife stuck right in their foreheads, but their existence was soon replaced with other warriors who also departed as quickly as possible to reach the pagoda storage of royal mestikas.


For Mantingan, it was not at all difficult to cripple them at once in the blink of an eye. His blades would always dart away with a movement that was much faster than the fastest. Those warriors were completely helpless. And although they knew that his life would be lost if they dared to approach the pagoda, they did not care and continued to dart forward.


Mantingan took a long breath. He must return to face opponents who do not care about death, for for them death is part of a long journey to perfection in judgment. However, how Mantingan must serve those death-seekers by killing them entirely without exception. Taking out hundreds to thousands of human lives is not something that does not have a major impact on the psyche, even for a Sky Stakeholder.


“The door is open!” There was a whisper of Chitra Anggini whose voice could Mantingan hear so clearly with the Science of Hearing Dew Drops.


Immediately the young man dropped down from the top of the pagoda while continuing to catapult the blades flying towards the enemy he could hope for.


Arriving at the bottom of the pagoda, he saw two large doors that had been locked so tightly with magic spells had now become pieces of wood that each piece was no larger than a thumb. The two warriors who had managed to break into it looked helplessly leaning against the wall, they were clearly unable to do anything more than try to recuperate.


“Come in! A pair of Moon Swords were inside. Let me take care of you here!” Chitra Anggini said as he stared at the surroundings sharply.


However, Mantingan denied it loudly, “They are too strong for you to face alone. We both went inside after taking out all the enemies together!”


The worry is obvious, Chitra Anggini will not be able to win against them alone. The girl was still unable to launch an attack at the speed of thought, whereas the warriors of the palace guards could not be considered as a light opponent at all. If Chitra Anggini can not be faster than them, then his life as set to drift into the middle of nowhere.


“They will never run out!” he said later, “while our lives are both worth nothing more than that mestika weapon. Quickly go inside, the fate of the martial world is in your hands!”


Mantingan did not have time to refute when suddenly Chitra Anggini flashed away. Like a bat capable of throwing seeds at such a high speed that danger was no longer inevitable for anyone he liked, he tossed dozens of leaves flying from the darkness of night. Not only that, the lanterns after the lanterns were also extinguished with the shots of the leaves, adding to the darkness of the night which was already so dark.


Mantingan soon learns that the girl's resolve is no longer irrefutable, so immediately he darted into the pagoda building to retrieve a pair of Moon Swords in the Middle of Dark Night and the Tapa Balian before then helping Chitra Anggini as quickly as possible.


But inside, an unexpected surprise had been waiting for him since.