WHITE DEVIL

52 Preparations

“The depths of Arkkana will devour your sanity.” Tein's senior speech approached Faga's mind.

Meanwhile, Faga seems to control the tremors that reach his body. During his stint, Faga had twice amputated his partner's body parts and all of them were successful. Each member of the Sun Protection Force is indeed armed with one or two medical skills before carrying out the mission.

However, this time it was very different. The person he was about to amputate was a little girl. He was not yet ten years old and at least he would lose his entire left arm.

Part of Faga shouted that it was the wrong thing. How will his future be? It was possible that he would become a gossip because he only had one arm, or it could be even worse.

Faga took a deep breath, trying as hard as possible to remove the vibrations of inner turmoil. His right hand that was grasping the upper hand of the sword just continued to tremble even though his left hand had tried to stop the tremors.

“Do as usual. Do as usual.” Faga reassured his heart, recalling six months ago when he last amputated his partner's leg.

People began to gather to pay attention to the tension that occurred there.

Meanwhile, the girl was pointing at the look of pain. The edges of his fingers began to rot, the poison had already begun to act. Faga has to move fast.

“Please hold your daughter as strong as possible.” Pinta Faga to the girl's mother. Faga's eyes turned to the girl.

Highlight the two meeting.

“Try to endure this pain son. After this you will not feel any pain. Hold as hard as you can. I know you are a strong girl. Round your heart and keep praying for your healing.” Faga said in a bit of a hurry.

His eyes paid attention to the psychological impact of the girl. It would be nice if the girl didn't know what Faga would do to her. Amputation is help when conditions are most urgent and urgent. Although healed even the patient will experience inner turmoil that can not be imagined.

Like if it happens to a girl who hasn't even turned ten years old.

The girl did not understand what Faga said. In the midst of the turmoil of intense pain he took the time to nod in agreement.

His forehead was heavily furrowed, screaming after shouting from the poison flowing in his left arm made anyone tormented to hear him.

Faga then closed the girl's eyes with a dark cloth and told her to bite her right arm to reduce the impact of the scream. The girl's panic was growing. His speech is no longer in order.

Faga raised his swordyan up the girl's left arm. His eyes closed once more while stabilizing his breath. Faga's left hand held up another dark cloth to seal the amputation.

One of the residents has also brought a different clean cloth that will be directly used to bandage the wound after the procession.

Faga drained the dark energy within him and then transformed it into the Light Semeseta Ability on the sword blade. The entire Faga concert was focused on one point.

The light on his blade grew brighter and sharpened the blade of the sword. As much as possible do amputation without pain even though it is impossible.

“Sia-sia.” Disturb Qocakau in his head. He uses telepathy again to deliver a message to Faga.

“All efforts will be in vain. The girl will hate you for taking her left arm. You will only accept the sin of all your actions Faga. Be aware. It's so stupid you don't realize this.” Qocakau. This time in a loud tone.

Faga didn't notice. His entire focus is being gathered in this procession.

“Listen to my words.”

“Stupid man.”

“Your hero's career will end when the girl curses you for your evil actions. Let's see how you deal with it all.” The pressure from Qocakau came crashing down. Faga will not hesitate. He has settled on this choice.

Faga's right hand gripped the sword tighter. “ Eighth bar. The Lamp that Shines in the Darkness Within.”

Of all the Blade Change techniques belonging to Faga, this technique has the highest slash power and the least pain.

By focusing the entire Light Universe Ability on the sword blade, Faga can spur energy changes when the sword blade comes into contact with another object. If it was a living being, then the pain from the former slash would be degraded.

Faga then moved his right hand, dropping the sword eyes that began to scratch the girl's skin. The blade of the sword slashed gently into the arm followed by the girl's agonizing cry. Her tears seemed to flow out of the blindfold.

In less than a second, the amputation process ended.

Faga immediately cleaned the amputation scars with the healers as much as possible, then wrapped the open wound.

The atmosphere felt very tense, breathing out as if inhaling a grain of gravel. The tension each time bandaging the wound is so felt.

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The sky is bright and blue. Yuvan looked at him endlessly with a great amount of intelligence in him. He still could not accept the fact that the blue sky was caused by the Full Flower.

Arif tried to swing his sword. Again and again. As many as possible. The first step of a swordsman is to get used to his sword. By continuing to hold and swing it hundreds of times a day, Arif was getting used to it.

“Actually what is your motivation to learn to sword?” Ask Yuvan. Both of them sit on the tree trunk. In front of the two, Wira looks still busy honing his techniques by slashing a sword eye on the tree bark.

“I don't know either. This feeling of wanting to move just like that. Maybe because this sword was given by senior Tein.” Said Arif while brandishing the sword that had been sheathed.

“In addition, what is there again?” Looked in the eyeballs of Yuvan. Yuvan is a good observer, both physical and psychological. Observing the mentality of his interlocutor is something that for him to accelerate.

“Hmm.... In Die Hyang dance is a movement where I have to swing long objects. The movement looks like a slash. From there I thought learning cool sword techniques.”

“Die Hyang?” Yuvan asked increasingly curious.

“Yes. I explain sometime. Pretty long.” Arif immediately got up from his seat and approached Wira.

Yuvan followed behind him.

“Can we continue yesterday, Wira?” Pinta Arif brandished his sword. There Yuvan also came while brandishing his sword.

The woman who appeared to be sweating smiled faintly. He stabilizes the statement and gives confirmation in agreement with the nod.

“Good. I'll give you more meaningful resistance.” Yuvan said excitedly.

There was a burning spirit on the faces of the three young men.

Practice this match certainly does not use the original sword eye. Arif, Wira, and Yuvan use a sword sheath as a weapon to attack. The scabbard and the headwaters of his sword were tied with a rope so that when they were thrust they did not come off.

The wind blew slowly, providing freshness for the three teenagers on the green field. Short groves swayed, the leaves of the tree fell.

The hero who had rested enough raised his sword. Grasping with both hands and pointing it at the two opponents in front of him. Arif and Yuvan.

“This time no need to hold back. Attack me with your maximum ability.” Saying heroic.

“We will do it better.” Said Arif while building sturdy horses. His eyes stared intently at Wira.

Arif's right foot jolted the ground and started running while positioning himself. Unlike the previous days, Arif is easier to carry a sword in a running motion.

Besides, Yuvan did the same. The two young men attacked Wira from two different directions.

The hero immediately took a step, running at high speed towards Arif. His sword was in a position ready to be swung.

PLAQUES

The sound of two sword sheaths clashing sounded loud. Arif and Wira start fighting for power. Arif molars bump while maximizing energy in both arms and legs.

At the blind spot, Yuvan came with a swinging sword.

Wira predicted it. He gave more thrust to make Arif toppled. At once he turned around and slashed Yuvan hard until he took a few steps back. A shock attack.

Luckily Yuvan received the attack using his sword sheath.

The two opponents looked at Wira with irritated gazes and frowns. The difference in strength is back in sight. The hero swung his sword and re-installed the strong horses.

“Please!”

The wind of battle is back. With a steaming spirit, the muscles in the hands and feet are strengthened. Honed instincts. Through the numerous injuries Wira struck, the two young men progressed bit by bit.

One thing that makes Arif and Wira continue to stand despite getting dozens of blows Wira. They're happy to do it.

Elsewhere at the same time.

The residents seem to be returning to their normal routines. Two days have passed since Faga saved this village from the rampage of a group of Grinsekta. For two days there was not a single attack from the Grinsects.

How strange.

Faga's premonition said that soon there would be even bigger and very big storms. Beyond expectations. Something he could not face alone.

Grinsekta Wave.

“Nak Faga, eat.” Grandma Ni Minah presents the best food to Faga.

Faga smiled in response and picked up some of the dried buns the residents had made for him. Crispy and pretty manisa. Not too sweet, it tastes so good. Faga likes.

“It's delicious. May I know how to make it?” Ask Faga enthusiastically.

“Can-can only.” Replied the grandmother who then took a sitting position in front of Faga.

“Nak Faga soon the Full Flower will bloom. Would you and your three friends like to see the flower bloom.” Gentle grandmother's speech.

Faga lowered his right hand. His gaze slightly bowed, he was thinking of something.

“Sorry interrupt grandma. But according to my account, there will be a wave following from the Grinsects. I expect my grandmother and the entire population to remain in the village alone. That way I can guarantee the safety of the residents.”

“Yes for God's sake you are. Very good.” Grandma Ni Minah smiled wryly.

“To be honest we feel, embarrassed by all your help son Faga. Even though you are guests that we should glorify, even want a Faga that saves us all. If there's something you want, say Faga. We are willing to help.”

Faga looked at Grandma for a moment. He was very serious about his words. “Then I ask grandma and everyone to stay in the village.” Answer Faga.

“What is that request that you really want son of Faga? Phage. You can ask for something bigger. Let's say. Don't sungka. We will try our best to realize whatever you want.”

“Then I ask my grandmother and the entire population to be proud despite remaining silent in this village. I ask my grandmother not to be ashamed of herself. This is a responsibility I have to fulfill. Whatever condition I will still fulfill it.” Say Faga steady.

“Others, is there a Faga?” Bargain grandma again.

“Then I ask for grandma and the whole population to always smile.” Reply to Faga while developing a wider smile.

Grandma Ni Minah would never understand the contents of the twenty-seven-year-old's head before her. His biggest request was beyond belief.

Always smiling.

Something simple and impossible for the villagers to do.

“Halo new. Uh there's Brother Faga!” Na Adi exclaimed with excitement. The boy immediately sat beside Faga and participated in enjoying the dish that Grandma served.

“That's for Faga, don't spend yes.” Grandma said to Na Adi.

“Good grandma. But this is very tasty.” Na adi took more.

“It's okay grandma. Kids deserve that.” Faga.

“Then grandma take a drink first yes.” Grandma Ni Minah moved out of the living room.

Two seconds of silence there.

“You didn't forget what I said a few days ago?” Na adi is facing Faga. There's a smug smile there.

“Whatever you do, I will not let your men touch my friends or the villagers.” Reply Faga stared intently at Na adi.

“Great spirit. You always impressed me, Faga. But you have to choose. Full Flower or the safety of the population?” Na adi leaned her cheek against the palm of her right hand, giving a condescending effect to Faga.

“I choose the safety of the inhabitants.” Faga raised his voice. He immediately crossed both arms in front of his chest. Show how serious he is in this business.

“Hei what's up. You guys look very familiar.” Grandma came back with a drink on a wooden tray.

The friendly smile he gave when giving drinks to Faga and Na adi.

“Thanks.” Faga and Na Adi said together.

“Beauty proof of your words Faga Dwi.” Qocakau's voice rang out again in his head.