
“I've seen the full moon many times, but it feels like this time I saw something as beautiful as that,” said Ma Yuan who is now sitting casually with others on the rock of Old Hermit Hill, “It has been a month since that incident. We haven't been able to meet with Senior Ling and the other brothers.”
“This forest is vast,” reply Sue Fang optimistically, “They may have already preceded us and almost reached the empire. If the emperor heard this news, he would immediately send troops to avenge the actions of the nations of the bars.”
“Maybe they are not safe, the more mature and realistic”Jin Mi responds without caring at all with the feelings of her friends. His words made Ma Yuan and Sue Fang bow.
“It's just a possibility. I'm sure that Jili has already met with them and consolidated power. Help from the empire will definitely come soon,” Wang Hongli tried to cheer up. Actually, he was more in agreement with Jin Mi's opinion. According to him, it was unlikely that Ling Bao and his other swordsmen brothers survived the battle. However, he could not say it because it could affect the inner two young swordsmen.
“...”
Jin Mi turned her face away, choosing not to comment further. His gaze was fixed on Li An who was busy discussing with the Old Hermit. Actually, they could have been off this hill since a few days ago. However, Li An chose to stay for a while in order to gain knowledge from the Old Hermit.
“Nak, feel this cold night wind!” said the Old Hermit who looked on as reverently as the dark forest despite the dim light of the moon, “Look at the beautiful moon, also the stars scattered in the sky!”
Li An carried out the instructions of the Old Hermit. His skin felt the cold delivered by the gentle night breezes. His gaze looked up, looking at the rising full moon beautifully without being disturbed by the clouds at all.
“This cold wind is a sign of God's power,” continued the Old Hermit, “Moon, stars, and sun are also signs of God's power. They circulate at their point of circulation regularly. Therefore, humans can calculate the time and season. Son, have you ever thought, what would happen if the sun and moon collided?”
“They will perish?” guess Li An. The Old Hermit nodded, then added, “Not only the sun and moon perish, but the earth where we live. If the sun goes out, life on this earth will be lost. Everything will freeze cold like the mountains in the far north that are always frozen all year.”
“There will be no crops, fruits, and farm animals that can survive in such conditions,” Li An imagined how gripping the world without sunshine was. No warmth, no life. There was only a quiet freeze in such a place.
“True,” the Old Hermit again nodded, “It was a very bad condition that it was impossible for us to live there. You got it, right? The movement of all objects in space has been arranged in such a way that it is balanced without any defects. If in doubt, look at the beautiful sky. Look again and again! If you are still not satisfied, re-emphasize your gaze on the vast sky, surely your sight will return to you in a weary and saturated state without succeeding in finding defects in the creation of Allah the Most Merciful.”
The night wind blew, this time louder than before. Li An's clothes that had been shabby and began to tear up danced in the wind as if he did not care about his suffering all this time. Li An tried the Old Hermit's advice and looked up at the sky. The view of the vastness of space is immeasurable. Not a speck of defects were visible there.
“We already understand that this nature exists to create and manage it,” the Old Hermit continues his words, “He is the Almighty God again constantly taking care of everything. He who is not sleepy, does not sleep. If God were sleepy for a moment, the universe would be in chaos in all its pursuers.
“...”
Li An was silent. He believed everything the Old Hermit said. He had believed for a long time that there could be no gods but the Supreme Lord. If God were many, they would fight each other and fight with their creatures so that the universe would collapse. Li An knew all that. However, he still had not testified and stated it clearly to anyone, even though Ali and the Little Princess Family had often reminded him. Unfortunately, he felt that the veil was still too thick for him to go through.
The night is getting late. Li An yawned slowly with tired eyes looking at the starry clear sky. He also decided to sleep with the Old Hermit. The Old Hermit Grandfather simply nodded and invited him to leave.
On the other side of the forest, Yun Jili and the Swordsmen of Cenangkas rested. Some of them still woke up to keep watch. Some were sitting on high trees, some were standing on the edge of a large rock. They continued to be on alert for the arrival of the kaaganan troops who might be pursuing them.
“It's been a month,” Yun Jili muttered slowly, “Only a noble only we managed to find. The condition is also very sad.”
“Silver Fox Master,” call a swordsman who happens to be on guard with Yun Jili, “You don't have to worry. The Eighth Prince must have survived and is somewhere on this earth. It is possible, he is even close to the empire.”
“I hope so,” Yun Jili smiled wryly. The fact that they had still not found the Eighth Prince was still ringing in his head. They can't be late to save Li An. If not ….
“Chen, that poor noble ...,” Yun Jili said with her sorrow-clad eyes, “From the Shien Family, right?”
“True, Master,” the swordsman called Chen nodded. His name is Xie. He is Wang Hongli's junior brother who just dropped out of college last spring. For almost a year he served Li An as part of Brigadier Cenangkas.
“If he had not brought his family tokens, we would never know who he was,” Yun Jili sighed softly, mourning the grieving death of Shien Lubu. The young master of the Shien Family was found to be in an incomplete state. Body torn. His blood had even dried by the time the warriors found him.
There was an arrow lying near his leg when he was found. From the arrow, Yun Jili estimated that Shien Lubu was shot by an arrow while trying to escape from the battle. Once he reached the forest, he instead met a savage beast and ended up being pounced on by it.
“The Shien family may be sad,”, he continued Yun Jili who now opened a wooden box containing the Shien Family tokens, “Padah, they sent his best son with a noble purpose, but the young man ended up dead in a deadly tragedy.”
If Yun Jili and the Swordsmen of Cenangkas knew what Shien Lubu had done, they would never mourn his death. The young man had been rewarded for his behavior driven by a feeling of envy and envy. His sheep will lead to a great battle full of blood. He is despicable in the world, even in the Hereafter he will be even more humiliated.