WHITE DEVIL

69 The Open Sun

“Wait a minute, how can you conclude so_”

The red-brick haired man raised his hand, making the sentence of Nutmeg cut off. “I am not interested in pleasantries or lies. This is a direct order from the king, arrest Arif the white-haired man.”

Arif can feel a strong vibration that began to reach him like a tendril tanama.

“Arif run.” Nutmeg Whisper. Arif clenched his jaws, if that was the wish of his best friend, then he would do.

Arif turned around and ran away as fast as he could. The nutmeg made his body a wall so that the brick red-haired man could not catch up. He gave a threatening look, “Go!” That's the scream that was conveyed by the look in his eyes.

“Eh..” Suddenly the scenery in front of the Nutmeg became tilted. His body was slammed hard on the ground.

The red-haired brick man ran quickly to Arif. His body that had been forged with routine military training made his physique exceed the average human.

In an instant, his hand managed to grab Arif's wrist. Roughly pull it and then perform a locking motion to incapacitate the target.

Arif's body fell to the ground. The head is pressed until the cheeks are fused with the dirty soil. “Couple this acting Arif.” Threaten the red-haired man.

His strength is very large, his locking technique makes Arif unable to wiggle. Fighting as hard as anything fails because of the difference in strength is very far away.

“Surray. It's a warning.”

Arif did not reply, he just continued to thrash and fight.

Two of his men arrived there not long after, securing Arif and tying him with rope.

The residents who saw it did not dare to intervene. Their courage shrieked when one of the soldiers threatened with a sword blade if they dared to interfere in this matter.

“Bring him.” Red-haired men's orders.

“Each general.” Both of his men saluted and immediately brought Arif who remained against. They dealt a few punches on Arif's face and back to stop him fighting.

Instantly bruised and bruised face from receiving a blow from a glove made of iron mixture.

The residents stared at the event.

One of their neighbors was struck viciously while they could only silently watch. Sad and disappointed in the chest.

But what else can be done?

Their swords that were grazed could at any time take their lives if they interfered.

Depressing.

The afternoon that should have been calm and beautiful became gripping because of the peritiwa. “Stop.” The nutmeg spread out its hands, blocking the path of the three immoral immigrants.

On his face and arms were marks of blows. So far only he has ventured to save Arif.

The twins Yan and Yun watched their father in horror, there were tears coming out in the corner of their eyes as their father fought deathly for the sake of his best friend.

“Please move aside sir. This is the king's order, we can't deny it.” One of the soldiers reminded me.

“King? Don't joke with you guys. All my life I've never heard of a king taking care of this territory. Your king is a delusion. Fake.” Anger that explodes. The surprise attack became the next Pala action.

BUGS

The punch was right about the palm. The soldier before him easily held him back. Nutmeg growled, with growing anger added he launched his next blow.

BUGS

Nutmeg withstood the pain in his stomach. His enemy's punch first hit, making him fall to his knees by hugging his stomach. It hurts so much, tears are almost coming out.

“Ended your fight.” The soldier snapped to Pala who was in front of his feet.

Arif opened his eyes wide, his best friend stood up to take him home. A sad sight, in the next seconds Arfi saw that the soldier beat Pala in a row because he was still fighting.

His body melted and turned blue, blood flowing at the corners of his lips, his body weakened and full of pain, but he still forced himself to stand for his best friend.

“How is general.”

“Enemy must be finished until the roots.” The stone red-haired man exchanged positions with his interlocutor.

His right hand clasped the sword upstream and pulled it, causing the entire population to instantly panic and run around without direction.

The blade of the sword bounced off the sunlight, its shock was beyond doubt.

The red-haired brick man pointed at the trunk of Pala's neck with sword eyes. “This is our duty, we have to fulfill it no matter what. If anything gets in our way will not hesitate to use painful means.” Threatened him.

“Not only you guys_” Pala replied in a soft voice while coughing in pain. “I also have a duty to protect my best friend.”

“Oh friendship.” The brick red-haired man pulled his sword blade to the side.

“This is the last warning.”

In this condition of the body, it is impossible for Nutmeg to avoid this slash if you keep fighting, so what will you decide, Pala?

“Dumb decision.” The general swung his sword, the sword's eyes slid towards the neck of his target.

Arif and the twins close their eyes, unable to see.

At the end of the slashing movement, the General realized that the blade of his sword was broken. His eyes then turned on the man with a terrible scar on his face.

“Cutting the sword blade with your bare hands, you are not a human.” The General's Comment to Mr. Wira.

“Beheading someone in public for no reason, you are not a human either.”

Highlight the eyes of the two fighters meeting, highlight the eyes that are not wearing.

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“Speaking so in front of an older person, you don't have a polite-sung soldier.” Comment Mr. Wira by taping eyebrows.

“Let's finish in man.” Threaten Mr. Wira. His crumpled fingers made a sound.

“Agree.” Reply The General. He then threw his sword away and took off his armor.

Both sides then prepared horses, monitored the surroundings, assessed the situation, and tried to read the thoughts of his opponent.

The residents witnessed the event by holding their breath.

Tap tap tap

The sound of quick steps from both sides. Both of them instantly launched the first punch, making the two fists clash strongly.

The first punch moves away from each other, after the second blow which then meets each other again. Then, the punch after punch he released continued to collide until it made a loud noise.

Mr. Wira lowered his body, managed to dodge the blows to two dozen enemies. He advanced with a low rarity and delivered a vertical punch that almost hit the General's chin.

Mr. Wira made a leap to approach his opponent. His right leg was raised and gave a diagonal kick after avoiding the General's straight punch.

The general was driven by the kick, but he managed to secure his fist with a left arm shield.

“A very powerful kick.” His inner. He could feel how much energy was flowing in the kick. Enough to leave marks on thick wooden stems.

Both continue on. All the fighting techniques are shown. The more agile and the more accurate. Both sides received punches and kicks with their bodies.

People stared in amazement including Arif and Pala, even the two warriors were speechless when watching the fight. Their levels are very different.

Mr. Wira finally saw the gap.

Mr. Wira shifted his body one step to dodge his opponent's blow. The head was speeding right in front of him. Mr. Wira swiftly caught the arm. His other hand quickly touched his opponent's body.

In a very fast second, he did a slamming technique to the General. The body hitting the ground produces a loud noise.

Both of his men stared in disbelief, sculpted, and made the vigilance weaken.

Mr. Wira immediately ran to their side and knocked the two down with just one hard punch right in the face.

Arif who is still tied up he lifted up and took her away.

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“We'll be safe here.” Said Mr. Wira to Arif who is no longer bound.

Both are now on one of the farms. Closed by trees, thick shrubs, and far from the reach of those knights, it was great for hiding.

“Thanks a lot teacher.” Reply Arif.

“Other times exercise more diligently. You're a hassle.” Reply Mr. Wira origin. Arif looked down full of guilt. His face remains glum.

“What's with your face.”

“S-I'm worried about residents.” Answer with your head facing the ground.

“Worrying about residents? Can you explain.” Pinta Mr. Wira. He confirmed the position of sitting in front of Arif.

“S-I'm worried that they're even threatening residents for_”

Mr. Wira immediately raised Arif's collar high, bringing his face closer to a mimic full of anger.

“So you want to surrender yourself and throw away my sacrifice and Pala. You no longer care about Sheiny or about Haz, do you?” A loud punch immediately landed on Arif's cheek.

Arif tried to endure the pain and get back up.

“Tell again if you dare.” Mr. Wira pulled Arif's collar again, brought the two faces closer.

“S-I will turn myself in.” Replied Arif slightly hesitating while enduring the pain in his body.

BUGS

A hard punch landed on Arif's face to make him topple over.

Mr. Wira then raised it by menykram lehar Arif. Arif had difficulty breathing and tried to remove the painful grip.

“Try saying once more so that I have a reason to break your neck rod.” Threaten Mr. Wira. His eyes are not playing. From a long time ago that was the nature of Mr. Wira.

He also strengthened his grip, making Arif increasingly difficult to breathe. Both of his hands continued to try to escape from the strangulation.

Real hard.

“I will still turn myself in.” Shouted Arif full of confidence.

His body fell down with his neck intact. Arif coughed a few times while holding his neck reddened by the former giggling Mr. Wira.

“If it is that strong, go. Don't face your face to me.” Mr. Wira threw his face away and passed away.

Arif still had time to stare at his gallant back. “Thank you teacher for all the lessons.” Arif Gumam.

Arif then plucked some leaves, crushed them and mixed them with the medicinal ingredients he always carried in his pocket.

The day was getting late, orange light penetrated through the cracks of the tree, and Arif continued to focus on concocting.

After the concoction was successful, Arif rubbed in his black hair, flattening until all strands of his hair were exposed to the compounding.

Arif then went to the suangai untutk edge to wash his hair. Four times washing, Arif stopped to see his reflection on the surface of the river.

Arif the white hair man.

Arif gulped, this is his decision.

Can't run.