White Eagle Warrior 2

Important File

Ki Sesame and all the warriors in the room looked at each other. Mahesa knew they were not taking into account the offer she had made. Rather, he was thinking of ways to save the assets and secret news that Mahesa wanted.

"Now how, is it interested or ...?" Mahesa raised her eyebrows.

"I choose the second point" a swordsman with a long sword raised his sword towards Mahesa, smashing the table and chair he was sitting on.

"One wrong decision!" mahesa said with a deep energy in her hand to welcome the attack enthusiastically.

The long sword with the grip stick slid swiftly towards Mahesa's head. The luster of light is clearly reflected in the eyeball.

WUUSSHH!

The sword moved a few inches in front of Mahesa's face, not on target and instead stuck on the door leaf.

The thick-floated, plontos-headed swordsman was about to pull his sword back, as Mahesa's palm slapped his cheek very hard. Until the person's body is pushed to the side. But his hand was still tightly grasping the handle of the sword and his long sword was carried away falling down.

"Bad!" by cursing he patted the floor and made his body stand upright.

"Sister, I've come to help you!" a stocky man came to help with the attack. His body twisted and formed a giant ball smashed towards Mahesa.

Mahesa jumped up and swung her hand, welcoming the arrival of the giant ball with her fist.

Like a bouncing ball, the body of the stocky man was moving in a change of direction. He instead charged towards his comrade who was still sitting. It slammed hard and smashed tables and chairs.

"Bad!" simultaneously some people cursed furiously. They do not accept being treated as they please by Mahesa. Their status is different, being at the level of star warriors does not necessarily make Mahesa should be feared just like that. Although they were just ordinary warriors, but they won an amount. Ants alone, by carrying royong can lift objects that are dozens of times larger.

Several white dragon shadows moved in a circle, welcoming the warriors who ambushed Mahesa from various directions. The dragons rolled one by one and threw them to the floor. It didn't take long, the meeting room was shattered scattered like a broken ship.

"Stop!" Ki Sesame shouted to stop the fight.

The middle-aged man stood on the table, staring at Mahesa. In his hand, clasped a piece of paper tied with a red ribbon. Slowly, Ki Sesame lifted the paper roll.

"You want this? If I give it my all, then what will I get?" ask Ki Sesame.

"My arrival is not for negotiation. If you don't do anything wrong, then what are you afraid of? I just wanted to check, not to have," Mahesa waved her hand, asking for the paper roll in a fine manner.

"Good! Eagle Swordsman, sorry," said Ki Sesame while throwing the paper roll at Mahesa.

Mahesa, who had not expected before, was very surprised. He immediately held his breath and released energy from within his body to push the poisonous mist that gushed towards him. Although Mahesa did it quickly, still some of the poison powder managed to hit his body, making Mahesa's balance slightly shaky.

Finding that, a swordsman seized the opportunity to attack Mahesa. He forgets the initial agreement with his colleagues to escape when Mahesa is affected by the poison. Not even attacking.

Hoping to get the durian collapsed, the swordsman was even hit by a durian tree. When his sword is pointed at Mahesa, the man hopes to set a record for injuring a warrior on par with Mahesa. But what power, because it is not just a figment of the ability that Mahesa has. The fighting technique possessed by Mahesa, will not be read by his opponents. And it was proven. Mahesa does not need to avoid or just move a little. Because before the sword managed to get close, the ice crystal had first brushed off the sword and threw the sword until it turned into a chunk of ice. Not yet relieved by the warrior's surprise, another ice crystal had already pierced through the warrior's body. His intention to escape, must be buried with his body at that time.

Mahesa was still wagging her hands in front of her face, as if the poisonous dust was still around her. Goddamnit! he doesn't usually miss. What a trick used by Ki Sesame is so very real, making Mahesa already feel victorious and become negligent. He suspects that the information-stealing cart is afraid of him, but only a ploy.

Fortunately Mahesa is now a person with the ability of healers who are very qualified so that he is not malignant when he finds a poison attack. The medicines he had were more than enough to keep him afloat.

Mahesa only realized that she had come together with her wife after seeing the shadow of a woman approaching her. Yeah, that's his wife. Then where was the Goddess of Fire when Mahesa fought earlier? Her husband was almost wretched, when he did nothing. Mahesa was sure that his wife was not at the scene. How angry and upset the Fire Goddess was, she couldn't possibly have happened that way. Then, where is he from?

"Hey, what's wrong with you? hehe ..." The Fire Goddess covered her mouth while laughing. She found her husband almost defeated by the kroco warriors. Ah, what a joke that's not funny.

"Damn it! What kind of wife are you? Your husband almost died of poisoning, you laughed a lot" said Mahesa.

"Oh, my beloved husband. Did I not see wrong? You almost died at the hands of the warriors of spare change, what can I explain to the martial world later? Ahaha! What do you want me to do? Aren't you a healer?" The Fire Goddess crouched down and intended to help her husband stand up. But his hand was hurriedly brushed off by Mahesa.

The Fire Goddess showed a piece of paper to Mahesa. The red banded paper roll was a secret file he managed to steal from inside the storage room. And of course the file brought by Ki Sesame and his friends is a fake file, because the Fire Goddess has first entered and exchanged the scroll containing secret news with empty paper scrolls. They were too panicked to be unsuspecting, let alone checking the scrolls of files, checking the guards that had been harmed by the Fire Goddess alone they had no time.

"Come, now we go home. After all, Ki Sesame and whoever it is are no longer useful without this secret file. To come to demand a reply to me, I was sure that their courage did not get there," the Fire Goddess still held back the laughter while holding her husband out of the cave.

The underground movement made by Ki Sesame, did not seem to go smoothly. Not to mention the envoys from the ghost eyes clan who were still wandering around hunting them, would add to the difficulty of the movement space. All the news and secret information that they were embezzling right now was already in the hands of the Fire Goddess. There is not much they can do, soon the kingdom will spread the arrest warrant to all the names listed.

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"Darling, I have to go. You're studying hard, yeah. Later when the father comes the ability of martial you mastered must increase," Mahesa stroked the head of Raka Jaya.

Raka Jaya smiled. The little boy hugged his father while reassuring his seriousness. Without crying, Raka Jaya released her father's departure sincerely.

Maybe, all because of the usual. Since childhood, Mahesa always comes and goes. His children are no longer surprised. What they expected was the return of his father after his departure now, nothing more. The desire of children is simple. A little different from their mothers who still carry feelings. Of course, everything is natural, because love cannot be divided and spread here and there.

Mahesa further accelerated his horse's run, in addition to the longing for Suhita, there was also another feeling that slightly stuck in the young swordsman's chest. Suddenly he was worried about the safety of his small family who were not equipped with the ability of kanuragan.

In Mahesa's mind, a sense of fear was overshadowed. Just in case they were once hostile robbers came and threatened the safety of Puspita and Suhita. Not to mention, back is known if Suhita has often helped people who are sick, without asking for a small reward. Certainly, healers and shamans who have been famous feel rivaled. Not infrequently, people who had such petty thoughts would justify all sorts of means. Ah, Mahesa's heart is pounding no more.