The Musafir

White Wind College

Five warriors escorting the Mantingan darted as far as he was near the Mantingan, two warriors on two sides of the Mantingan and the one remaining in front of him. They offset the speed of the horse. Mantingan knew without a doubt that he was approaching the center of the White Wind College area.

The fog slowly disappeared, until it almost completely disappeared. The path continued straight ahead among the trees, the moonlight pierced through the grass and shone on it.

“We're close, prepare yourself.” One of the warriors said. “I hope you're not a spy.”

The mantle scrunched his forehead confused. Why did they only suspect Mantingan as a spy? Why not just from the beginning? Wouldn't it be very dangerous, if only the Spying Coats were real?

Not only were they suspicious, but the Mantingan was also suspicious of them. The Mantingan felt, that the White Wind School could not possibly be so weak in defense, they must have prepared something for the Mantin, whether it was a trap or something. Still many questions in the head of the Mantingan that can not be answered now, therefore the Mantingan should always wait while continuing to be vigilant grasping his sword.

They passed through a small archway, looking old but well maintained. Since passing through the gate, the foot of the white horse Mantingan stepped on a brick road, because indeed from the gate until the next road coated with white bricks. The dry leaves that had covered the road now do not look much on the brick road, it can be estimated often cleaned and maintained.

From a distance, Mantingan could see the yellow dots of light, the signs of life were ahead there. Seeing that made Mantingan very happy. After passing through the cold misty forest that is very quiet, then meeting human buildings will certainly make him happy. Mantingan seemed to find his friends here, although he did not know who the people there were, at least they were humans and not cold fog or mute trees.

The more they approached those points of light, the more Mantingan saw the true appearance of the buildings. Mantingan guess is wrong if he suspects that there are only two or three simple buildings, because what he sees now may amount to more than two hundred buildings.

Seeing this made Mantingan remembered Cikahuripan, where the buildings there are quite a lot and everything is neatly arranged. Just like the buildings of the White Wind College he saw this time. Even though the night looks beautiful. The buildings are white, according to the name of their college. The black flag of the college that was emblematic of their wavy white stripes continued to flutter like a storm, even though there was absolutely no wind there. That was enough to convince a lot of people, that this was the White Wind College!

The horse that was riding Mantingan stopped and then groaned slowly right in front of the entrance of the college. Swordsmen escorting the Mantingan stopped and said that in college they were not allowed to ride horses, except in case of emergency.

So Mantingan jumped down from his horse, and the horse grimaced once more before leaving from there. They then walk to the entrance of the college, while the college itself is surrounded by a railing fence. In each of the bars that shine a soft white light, as soft as moonlight, that is what makes this college look more beautiful.

In front of the entrance was one of the swordsmen knocking on him twice, then mysteriously appeared streaks of starlight at that entrance. Slowly the big door opened itself.

The warriors walked in, the Mantingan followed them.

In the middle of the night like this the White Wind School looked desolate. There were only Mantingan and five warriors walking there.

The buildings in the White Wind College are like other buildings in Javadvipa, although almost everything is white. There are stage buildings, there are also multi-storey buildings. The layout of the building in this college is also fairly neat, where the higher building is placed in the middle, while the lower building is on the outskirts, so that almost the entire building can be seen Mantingan.

Mantingan continues to be herded across the streets amid the many beautiful buildings. In addition to the building, many other beauties he saw, such as ponds full of lotuses filled with goldfish, or large shady trees under which there are shelves containing books.

After going deeper and deeper, Mantingan saw some large training ground, truly amazed Mantingan saw that.

However, suddenly Mantingan's chest felt quite a deep pain. It is not a disease of the body, but a disease of the mind, in the mind. Her chest feels so tight. Seeing this beauty is the same as seeing the shadow of Rara, which although is a hazy shadow only but has been very stifling Mantingan chest.

Mantingan seemed to have just seen Rara standing by the pool, waving her hands and smiling at her.

The return of the Mantingan is remembered for its purpose of successfully delivering itself here, to avenge Rara's death. Rara's death was unjust, and in her heart, Mantingan vowed to earnestly train herself.

And now Mantingan began to consider the possibility of anyone who had killed his Rara, and the greatest possibility of it falling on the Earth Inn. If Mantingan had become a strong warrior later, then the first place he went was the Land Inn.

“Because it's still night, we'll take you to rest. Tomorrow morning at noon, one of us will pick you up,” said one of them.

They stopped at a small building. Small buildings of the keladi. Small, but very beautiful. The white wood of the building was illuminated by the moonlight and torchlight, and the supporting columns were round. They do not carelessly make this building, and other buildings are equally beautiful.

“You need to know, White Wind College is a friendly college, so consider this like your own home, and treat others like your own friends.”

How the swordsman can say that when his own attitude does not show friendship let alone friendship.

But it is not impossible that they are special soldiers, where usually special soldiers are cold or flat. It is not impossible that the students of this college are very friendly, more friendly than the people of the village.

After the swordsman finished saying, they flashed away. Just disappear. Manten smiled awkwardly, climbed the stairs, then opened the door of the rest house.

No need to explain how comfortable it is to be in the building. The rest house has three restrictions, Mantingan will explore the whole building tomorrow, and for tonight he will rest in the second restriction.