The Musafir

The Featured Swordsman?

There was not enough time to just smile kindly at Mantingan, because they were all busy. Mantingan understands that, and still considers that they are extraordinary people. These people were the ones who managed to make the White Wind College like a hidden paradise.

The mantle is directed to climb the stairs leading up. Then-passes on the stairs are also classified as busy, many people up to almost clinging to the stairs. Most want to go up, and some want to go down. Maybe it was because it was early and people had just come here, so many wanted to head to their workplaces upstairs.

Counted already eighteen floors that Mantingan passed through. And it can be said that this is the top floor, because there are no more stairs that climb up. The stairway found a deadlock, and there was only one door to get out of the deadlock.

The fighter grabbed the doorknob, then turned to face Mantingan. “If you are a spy, your truth will be revealed here.” Then he opened the door and entered.

The mantan came in. His face was slightly frowning. There were quite a lot of things in this room, but there was no one there, except for one old man behind the table who seemed to be reading the writing on the lontarl. The man glanced at Mantingan and the swordsman who was escorting him, then he gently exerted his hand pointing at the bench in front of the table. Because it seemed that the old man had Mantingan sitting there, quickly Mantingan sat on the bench, facing him.

The old man looked thin, tall, and helpless again. But people could not look down on him, Mantingan was also among those who could not look down on him. The moment Mantingan stared at that person, even if only a glance, was enough to make him tremble. A strange aura like it emanated from within. It was a powerful aura, but not a suppressive aura, The Mantang who saw it unconsciously behaved respectfully, and could not look at it with.

Mantingan lowered his head, as if he was a disciple receiving punishment. In his heart Mantingan wondered, what aura could make him behave respectfully beyond his will like this?

“Welcome to White Wind College, I am the chairman of this college, call me Rama. I'll ask you a few questions, to make sure Andika is not a spy.” Rama smiled kindly.

The mantle nodded slowly. If he said honestly, of course he was not expected to be a spy, because honestly Mantingan is not a spy.

“I want Andika to answer these questions at once.” The White Wind College head kept smiling, then he quickly said in a questioning tone, “Andika spy? What is Andika here for? Who sent Andika as a spy?”

Mantingan did not have time to think, if he thought for too long it could cause suspicion. But even so, Mantingan still needs a pause to answer the question correctly.

“I'm not a spy.” The mantan answers without any pause for the first question, but for the second question takes a little pause. “Sahaya is here because you want to learn silat.” And the third question no doubt Mantingan replied, “no one sent harm as a spy, peril was picked up by five warriors.”

Rama nodded his head satisfied with a smile.

“Is indeed Anakmas here to learn silattanpa other interests?”

Mantingan thought for a moment. Does it have to be said that his silat is for revenge? A moment later Mantingan soon realized that his inertia caused quite a long pause, so it was impossible to lie. Moreover, Chairman Rama increasingly smiled widely as if he had known Mantingan hiding something. Mantingan sighed then said, “I have my own intention to learn silat.”

“Is the intention bad or is it good?”

The mantel held his breath. He had never asked that question to himself. Was his intention of taking revenge a good thing or a bad thing? For this matter, it didn't seem like a matter of the Mantingan taking a pause before replying.

Revenge is not a good intention. After all, Rara could not be revived. Even after Rara's death was avenged, it would cause other prolonged problems. You could say it was in vain. It's true what Uncle Kedai said, that the martial world will always demand that someone dive deeper, and just keep going until everyone is killed by each other.

But Mantingan could not turn back, for he still felt the flames of vengeance burning in his chest. He had also walked a long way until now and here, there was no way he would turn around again. Back Mantingan sighed disappointedly.

However, does not Mantingan need martial arts also to protect himself and his loved ones in the future? Not only is Rara the reason for studying martial arts, but still Rara is the biggest reason as well as the driver of Mantingan studying silat.

Still with a warm smile, Rama said. “The good wishes of Anakmas are not too intentional, nor are they too great. But if Anakmas is willing to accept knowledge here with an open mind, then it is not impossible that Anakmas good intentions are getting bigger.”

“Certainly will, Chairman Rama."

“We received Anakmas with open arms, return Anakmas to the place provided for a while before being transferred to a special student dormitory. Starting tomorrow, Anakmas can join the study together with other students, but Anakmas must take care of some things for data collection.”

“Sahaya is ready with happy hearts, Chairman.” Mantingan uphold the view, then he remembered the little throw given by Ki Dagar in Cikahuripan at that time. It was the ejection sheet that brought him here. In accordance with Ki Dagar's previous instructions, the Mantingan reached into the small throw in his pocket, giving it to Chairman Rama. “Sahaya got the hint to study at this college from a trader named Ki Dagar, and this is what he gave me back then.”

Rama received the toss with a frowning forehead, and then he looked at Mantingan with a look of disbelief.

“Do you really get this from Ki Dagar?”

“That's right, Chairman Rama, at that time the sun was visiting his house to buy clothes.”

Rama stared at the splinter and Mantingan alternately, his gaze full of disbelief.

“Anakmas, please give Anakmas a hand, let me prove it myself.”

Just a obedient mantan. He stretched out his right hand, which Rama immediately reached. The White Wind College head closed his eyes, before a moment later his eyelids twitched and his hands trembled.

“Anakmas ... This is dangerous, Anakmas ...”

Sudden anxious mantle. “What's up, Chief Rama? Is the child suffering from an illness? Or is it dangerous not to be talented to be a swordsman?”

Rama nodded quickly. “No, Anakmas. Precisely this Anakmas is a superior person, an accomplished swordsman candidate. This child has a talent that is rarely found in other warriors. I have a hard time explaining it to Anakmas now, really Anakmas will understand later. But baby, it's not me who will explain it later.”

Then Chairman Rama signaled for the swordsman behind Mantingan to approach.

“Prepare travel to the place of Kiai Kedai, Anakmas this need to be trained there.” Then Chairman Rama turned back to Mantingan. “Anakmas is really inappropriate here, it will be dangerous later for Anakmas himself. Anakmas will be taken to the place of the old man named Kedai to be trained very well."

what did Chairman Rama just say? He just mentioned the name Kiai Kedai!

The mantel could not withstand his confusion. “How could it be dangerous to study there? This Sahaya had been to that place and stayed one night, but she did not ask for any harm ...”

Mantingan speech stopped, because he realized that Uncle Kedai himself had offered Mantingan to be trained with him. But Uncle Kedai did not really ask Mantingan to practice there, or at least said that he had a relationship with White Wind College.

Chairman Rama smiled awkwardly. “Kiai Kedai is a little strange, Anakmas. Please understand. But let's be weird, Kiai Kedai still more appropriate to educate Anakmas. So that later Anakmas not become a great warrior but detrimental. Under his guidance, Anakmas will become a powerful warrior useful to the universe!”