The Musafir

Letter from Chitra Anggini

MANTINGAN received and read the contents of the letter with a feeling of vulnerability, willing themselves if they have to receive bad news.

This is how the letter is:

Do you remember the island located in the middle of the bay off the port of Kotaraja?

I was waiting for you there, but unfortunately because it was not with good intentions.

I challenge you to fight for the Moon Sword Pair.

Really, Mantingan, I really don't want that sword at all.

However, this was the task my group had given me from the beginning. I can't argue.

If you can't keep up with my request, then you'll have to face something far worse: being hunted by all the leaf dancers, as well as what will happen to me.

I don't want myself to die at their hands, and I really don't want you to die at their hands anyway.

If death has been confirmed for any of us, then let you kill me, or let me kill you.

For the sake of our friendship, for the sake of the bonds of traveling companions, and also for the sake of my unrequited love, come here.

The mantel put the letter on the table with trembling hands. His entire head was shaken. Not long ago he thought his entire struggle was over, so he could leave the martial world with all sorts of futile fights in it, but it turned out that his conjecture was a big mistake.

“When did he give you this letter, Rashid?” Mantian asked. Just like his hands, his voice was also trembling.

“Just in the morning after the palace raid that night. He also told me to hand over this letter only after you are completely ready to receive it,” Rashid replied.

Mantus rubbed his sweaty face. Cowering. Loss of life light.

“Can I tell you now, Rashid? You certainly do not know the exact incident on the night of the attack, while you are responsible for writing the story of my journey. Isn't that right?” The mantel held his head up again as he asked.

“Of course, brother. You can tell me anytime as long as you want.” Rashid corrected his sitting form. Preparing to listen even though still do not understand why Mantingan actually wanted to tell a story when the letter from Chitra Anggini was blue in his feelings.

The mantel started to tell. However, this time without any sort of look on his face. He screamed with a face and a flat tone, as if he did not have a soul. It was very different when he told Cana and Kina before they fell asleep, which of course all the circumstances in those days were nothing with the current situation.

Mantingan only wants to complete the last tasks that he should have completed to completion, including the task of facing the challenge of fighting Chitra Anggini. He did not know very well who would die between the two of them, which of course he was not an exception at all.

The young man told him until the sun set on the western horizon, among all the other beautiful palace buildings. Just when a servant of the palace came to spread food to the fish in the pond.

“I hope we can meet again in the future.” Rashid shook Mantingan's hand with a warm smile. “I wish you all the best, brother.”

“Yes. After completing the preparation of your story, I will go straight back to him.”

The mantle patted the man's shoulder before walking away. He needs to see the Dark Lord.

***

“You can follow me.”

PUAN Kemelaman is warmly ready to take Mantingan to the place where the ashes of Kiai Kedai and Tapa Balian are stored.

Before continuing his journey from Kotaraja, Mantingan felt obliged to give the last service to two very meritorious people in his life, which unfortunately the last service can only be in the form of respect.

They passed through the lavish and magnificent halls of the palace, but the silence was beyond bargain. When the palace was attacked, there were so many inner servants killed even though they could not be said to be fighting in any form against the attackers. Although it sounds cruel, but such a thing is indeed very natural in the attack.

The invaders who came from the Poor Settlement of Kotaraja had placed deep hatred on the kingdom and its inhabitants, whoever it was. On the night of the attack, everything before their eyes seemed worthy of being cut down by the sword.

Not only the servants who fall as innocent parties, but also most of the couples who follow the Love Affair. Although the warriors were able to withstand the rate of attack from the attackers, still their efforts could not last too long. After all, the attackers had the ability to spit out thousands of flying knives in just the blink of an eye. It is certainly not something that can be fought against.

The surviving pairs of warriors, with couples who are still complete or who are not, have actually demanded the Koying Unit to be responsible. However, they could not do anything after seeing the body of King Koying which at that time was deliberately displayed as evidence of how true the story described by Mrs Darkness. Anyone agreed that the king had set a trap under the pretext of the Love Affair, so only that person could be blamed.

As told by Rashid when he was still chatting lightly before parting with Mantingan, the relationship between the martial world and the public world again deteriorated, even worse than before.

Most free-flowing warriors declare themselves that they will not interfere in the affairs of the lay world anymore, whereas previously they were quite active in contributing strength to people who are not from the warrior class when being overwritten by difficulties to the danger of black flow.

While some major white schools, even including the White Wind College, strongly condemn the Koying action that interfered to endanger the people of the martial world. However, there is no statement that they will stop giving service to the lay community.

The name of Hero Man will no longer be the same as when he managed to save Tarumanagara from absolute destruction at the hands of the rebels. After the news that Hero Man helped plan the treason, people began to suspect that his position as Sky Stakeholder had made the young swordsman feel able to act arbitrarily.

About how Tarumanagara would consider it, just need to wait for time. The coats could not expect much.

Now, he was seen by the Dark Lady by the young man. Looking for answers behind her face that has the beauty of a goddess of kahyangan, like no one else can rival her other than a North River Angel.

Who is this woman really? Surely King Koying did not know her as Mrs Darkness, because of how much she was his concubine. The people of the palace would not call him that. So what's his name?

Realizing she was being looked at, Mister Darkness turned to Mantingan while then looked back at her. He thought the young man would soon turn his head, but the reality was not the same, Mantingan just looked at him more sharply.

“Who are you really?”