White Eagle Warrior 2

White Eagle Warrior 2
Captives



Suhita opened her eyes slowly. There was a strange atmosphere scattered on his left and right side. Hita had never been there before. But ... This does not resemble a prison or a place of confinement as most people tell. Hita remembers very well, if the last time she realized was in a fight.


"What do they want from me?! Oh, ja. Is this the Rain Shield Clan?" mumble Suhita. He tried to get up, but his entire body was very limp, not powered at all.


Suhita patted the jidat, of course it was very natural to happen. He lost too much energy while using the power within the Dragon Tread to the very end. In the end, they were caught too.


How can I take resources from within the mustika ring?! Can't do. Hita could do nothing but smile and pray.


"I have to try that healing technique. If it works, it means that I have indeed reached the highest peak of the God Medicine Book," Suhita smiled. One thing he almost forgot was his position as a healer. Hita learned the simplest healing techniques. Breath to restore fitness. As a talented healer, Hita will be able to do it perfectly.


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"No way! How can it be lost?!" say the Moon with a high tone.


Some of the bodyguards and higher-ups of the Rain Shield Clan could only be bowed in. They don't have any answers to that question. In reality, that God Physician was indeed nowhere.


"Miss, I'm not leaving. I'm still here. All I did was reduce the pain," Suhita's voice sounded, followed by her appearance from behind a curve of the road.


The orange moon smiled faintly. He knew, Suhita was not as stupid as expected. The boy was aware of the abilities he had. It was not easy to get out of the clutches of the Orange Moon and its group.


"What do you want for me?!" asked Suhita firmly.


"No! Not you, but your father!" The Orange Moon raised and wiggled its index finger in front of Suhita's face.


"Dad?!" Suhita frowned. Oh, ja. He almost forgot, the Orange Moon must have known everything. Including that Suhita is the son of the White Eagle. Suhita regretted ever hoping for the help of her father. In the end, all that was thought in his mind could be known to the mind reader's Orange Moon.


"You know your parents' past?! Who exactly is your mother? And why until now did he not have a single shred of canoeing ability?!" Moon Orange inclines Suhita with questions related to her mother.


Suhita was silent, she tried not to remember anything about the mother. Especially their place of residence all this time. As such, no one would know where her mother was now. Including the Orange Month.


Two burly people came with many notebooks, both from white and heretical schools. The Orange Moon allowed Suhita to find out for herself what had happened a few years ago. Because all those records are original copies. The one who kept him alive and everything can be accounted for. In a sense, there are no fabrications or lies there.


"You must be curious, so I give you time to read and learn everything. If you're still unsure, it's fine for me to bring those people in as witnesses. Doesn't an evil person like me have the opportunity to speak the truth?" The Moon stepped out from Suhita.


Stayed Suhita Prameswari alone in the room, the God's Physician repeatedly gulped. He had heard of it, but this time his heart roared. He tried to resist, but all the news was true. At least what people know is so. It was all the things his father had done. Injuring the Light of Heaven, the leader of the Northern Southern Alliance which until now the memorial of success is still in the city of fire blades.


But ... could all this spreading news be the truth?! Suhita could hardly believe that her father had a wife other than her mother. The legitimate wife that everyone knows about. And what about his mother? Is it true that the accusation that the Moon of Orange made?!


A woman whom Suhita knew lovingly, a woman who conceived, gave birth to and raised herself, Puspita Goddess was none other than the Sky Light that was rumored to have died?!


Suhita's wits and logic were unable to reach there. The only person who could explain everything in detail was his father. Suhita needs to talk to Mahesa. Because so far, Hita put great trust in the man, his father.


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"How, what are all the info and records I have, as well as what do you know?! Or is it more detailed here? Ah, I'm sure of it," with an orange Moon smile stepped leisurely in a different room. He left Suhita to meet another child whom he had also captured.


"What does all this mean? What exactly are you planning?!" the little boy asked.


"Haha! The future generation of the white stream is very intelligent, but just like its predecessors. Thinking too negatively. Just so you know, there's nothing else I want. I don't have any plans. I just want your father to bring back our great leader. The Goddess of Sky Light!" firm Orange Moon.


Raka Jaya breathed a heavy sigh. 


To be honest, he didn't want to believe everything. He had tried to close his eyes and ears to the bad things that were accused of him. However, the matter of the silent marriage that has been done by the father, really makes a hole of disappointment unearthed in the recesses of Raka Jaya. What else according to the Orange Moon, from the womb of the second wife his father had two children. And most heartbreaking, the woman whose father is married is a big criminal who is rumored to have died at his hands. How could that be?!


The Moon smiles triumphantly. He could tell the rampage that was pounding the hearts of Mahesha's sons. Now, the task of the Orange Moon remains to nurture that disappointment to become hatred. After the hatred in the hearts of the sons of Mahesa can be raised and turned into a grudge, then just wait for the time bomb that time will explode.


In addition to Raka Jaya, Danur Cakra Prabaskara is also in the same place. It's just in a different room. The Moon has planned everything carefully. He would give a big surprise to the White Eagle Swordsman who had so far been unable to be defeated in a fight. And by then, the moment has come.