The Musafir

Swordsman Attacker

The mantel decided to move in. The consideration he had done was not based on following his fear. That's not. The mantle is no longer a coward now. Mantingan did the consideration earlier was to avoid unnecessary commotion.

If only a commotion broke out, and Mantingan fought with the swordsman in this village, and if Mantingan was forced to kill his opponent, then it was not impossible that the matter would have a long tail.

After all, the Mantingan was very unwilling to kill humans. Whether it's a white human or a black human. As much as possible, he avoided it. Then make consideration.

People saw Mantingan only stopped a few blink of an eye, whereas Mantingan thought very much earlier. Thinking that fast was seemingly impossible for people, but for Mantingan who had been used to regulate his breath and mind.

Mantingan entered the village, greeted by hoe-bearer men with friendly. The mantingan returned the greeting was no less friendly than them. On one of them Mantingan asked.

“Bapak, where is the store located?”

“The shop is not far from here, when you get home you can turn right, well there is a small shop. Food there is cheap, but everything feels good.”

“Thank you, Mr.” The mantle smiles before moving its legs in the direction indicated.

True according to the instructions of the farmer, there was a small shop. It was also true that all the food there was delicious, it looked like many people inside and outside the tavern were eating.

Mantingan stepped closer and entered the shop. Inside the store is actually full, so Mantingan is only allowed to order food before it will be eaten at the outdoor table. Mantingan ordered rice and side dishes, had long since he did not eat foods that seasoned like this.

A quick dish was served on the plate, Mantingan paid for the meals before bringing them to eat up front. In front of the shop itself there are still some benches and tables that are empty, Mantingan without difficulty can get a bench and a small table.

The mantel put his food on the table and sat down. The mantle also took off his bundle and sword. Just as Mantingan wanted to eat his food, a black shadow quickly flashed in front of him.

True according to Mantingan's guess. There are warriors in this village. What he saw was clearly a warrior. The people around Mantingan could not necessarily see the shadow clearly, but Mantingan could see the appearance of the swordsman quite clearly.

He is a man, his age may be under forty, if seen from his face. The Swordsman obviously wanted to show his existence to Mantingan, but I don't know what he meant by that.

The mantan looked around, the swordsman was already out of sight. The Mantan knew, that although the black-clothed swordsman was nowhere to be seen, but the swordsman was watching over Mantingan now. The mantle shrugged his shoulders once before starting to eat the food.

The warrior does not seem to know that Mantingan is a warrior, but Mantingan is a person to watch out for because he carries a sword. Then it is not impossible that the swordsman just wants to make sure the Mantingan is really not a swordsman. The mantingan chose as if he only saw a hazy shadow, never thinking that the one passing in front of him was a warrior.

But what happened next was beyond the expectations of the Mantingan. The shadow flashed again, this time his hand grabbed the plate of food that was being eaten Mantingan. Fly the pottery plate and its contents into the air. The shadow disappeared back long before the falling plates scattered.

People simultaneously looked towards Mantingan with question mark gazes. Mantingan smiled awkwardly and said, “Sorry, sahaya accidentally nudged him.”

Ordinary people certainly could not make such a move, which could quickly capture the sharp iron blades unharmed. So the pretence of Mantingan is definitely known to that person.

There seems to be no other choice but to deal with that person. Facing does not mean fighting. The mantain will face, to talk to the swordsman, and ask him what he wants. If he had to, Mantingan would fight him.

There is no intention of going back to food. After finishing cleaning the broken plates, Mantingan returned to the store to pay for the broken plates. Although the residents of the plate were only a few bronzes, but Mantingan still paid him with a piece of gold, because its existence had endangered the shop's customers.

The mantle came out of the tavern, put the bundle and sword back on, then walked to any place.

With his hearing sharp enough, Mantingan could tell that the swordsman was following him from behind. Mantingan continued to walk to a quiet place, until he stopped when he arrived at one of the gaps between two houses. The mantle turned to face back.

“What do you want?” ask Mantingan slowly.

The swordsman suddenly appeared within a distance of a half in front of Mantingan, saying also he slowly, “You are clearly a threat in this village, it is my job to block you.”

“What makes you say that?” The mantel asked again.

“I've smelled the scent of black magic from your body, you are clearly a black swordsman.” The warrior said while growling.

The mantle shook slowly and sighed. “I am not a black warrior, but I did study black magic.”

“Do not have many reasons, it is clear you are a black swordsman!” The warrior prepares the horses.

“Do not attack, let me explain more to you.”

But dear, the swordsman ignored Mantingan's speech. He quickly became a shadow, sliding rapidly towards Mantingan as his hands formed a tread. The mantle compensates for that speed by moving backwards, but the bundle and the coffers really make the movement not as fast as the opponent's swordsman.

The tread nearly reached Mantingan's body as the Mantingan deflected towards the left. Now they had come out from the gap between the two houses, and were fighting on the public streets at an invisible speed.

The Mantingan's opponent swordsmen continuously sent out tread attacks. The mantan did not retaliate against the attack, nor did it repel it, it simply dodged it. The mantan is still looking for a safe place to remove the bundles and coffers, but the place is not found, especially Mantingan is under the pressure of the swordsman.

Until Mantingan let loose. A little off guard, but very dangerous as a result. The mantan slightly slipped as he was about to dodge, until finally hit by a tread attack also on his stomach.