White Eagle Warrior 2

Talented Disciple

"Aah?!" Danur Cakra was stunned when he opened the door of the room and found the face of the great leader of Padepokan Giling Wesi that was popped from behind the door leaf.

"Ah, this must be a surprise and they deliberately came to congratulate me because I made it through the final round," the inner Danur Cakra in heart.

A little awkwardly, Danur Cakra welcomed Jaka Pragola's arrival with the attitude he considered most polite.

"It doesn't matter from the pitch where you're listed as a competition participant. However, the talent you have is amazing" said Jaka Pragola.

Danur Cakra smiled faintly. His eyes glanced at the few others who had also come to see him. Including a leader of the White Pagoda.

"Ah, fuck. It turns out my guess missed. It must have something to do with Suhita and the boy who was bothering her. I had to pretend not to know Suhita," Inner Danur Cakra again. Luckily, there was no swordsman who had the ability to read minds until Danur Cakra was safe.

"Now, you know I'm lying. All the information about my background is not true.  But I beg you not to blame anyone. Because I feel that I deserve to participate in the match" said Danur Cakra.

Everyone knows, if the meaning of the words Danur Cakra is so that they do not involve the Sacred Fire Padepokan in this matter. Because in fact yesterday who took care of the permit was Justa Jumpena.

"Haha! You're very smart. But ... can you tell me who you really are? Where the hell are you from?"

Danur Cakra let out a long sigh, before he answered the question. "Gentlemen, please forgive me. By force I can't tell you where I'm from. Because my teacher forbids to tell anyone about our whereabouts. He had left the martial world too long and did not want to return."

"Are you a disciple of the Holy Dragon Warrior?!" cut off an old swordsman who was also there.

"Master, I don't want to take advantage of them. Boosting the fame of the White Eagle Swordsman, I don't want that. So I decided to fight from zero. However, it seems that I can no longer avoid it. For the question of the Master, it is certain that the answer is YES," said Danur Cakra firmly.

The warriors looked at each other. They tried to accept the reason of Danur Cakra. Starting from zero. Very rarely there are people who enjoy the process of struggle full of thistles and thorns. If there is an easier way, why complicate yourself?

"All right .. I can take it. Congratulationsyou. Tomorrow you'll play the final. Good luck," Jaka Pragola smiled and extended his hand. Offering a handshake with Danur Cakra.

With pleasure, Danur Cakra welcomed him. Shaking hands with a leader of the plank, only this first he did it. Until Danur Cakra is unconscious, if in a handshake Jaka Pragola drained his energy in order to measure his abilities.

Jaka Pragola smiled even more when he felt that the energy flowing in the body of Danur Cakra was really the energy of the dragon's footprint. Thus, the child is not lying.

"Huuuhhhh .. thankfully," Danur Cakra stroked his chest after the men left.

No one questioned Suhita's whereabouts nor her relationship with the little Physician. In fact, Danur Cakra had prepared the answer that Suhita was his only acquaintance.

"Ah, then what about Genderuwo's task? Why not report yet?! The base is not right!"

After making sure if the room is safe, then Danur Cakra prepares to perform a ritual to recite the spell to summon Genderuwo, his men.

But before Danur Cakra began to read the incantation, Genderuwo whom he meant had already appeared. He immediately reported Suhita's whereabouts to his employer.

Suhita was still around the location of the competition, it was just that she did not join the people from the storehouse. Suhita stopped at the residence of a wealthy merchant in Giling Wesi. Which happened to be his son was very ill. With the ability he had, it was certainly so easy for Suhita to find a suitable place for her. As a professional doctor.

Suhita worked very deftly. In a relatively short time, he managed to stabilize the pulse of the merchant's son.

"Sir, can you give me some space? I just want to be alone with my patients" Suhita told Merchant Nyoman.

"Of course, of course. If the doctor needs anything. Just call. We'll all be ready behind the door, "without a lot of ba-bi-bu, Merchant Nyoman and his ministries are coming out soon.

Suhita smiled, then nodded weakly. Earlier, he thanked me. Not everything in the world of medicine can be witnessed by ordinary people. Sometimes, a healer also needs parivation and to keep things a secret.

Without anyone looking, Suhita took a lot of resources from within her mustika ring. And began follow-up treatment on the son of the merchant Nyoman. Suhita dissected the teenager's chest. Suhita would have picked up the disease she detected had coagulated around her ribs. The dried blood is the cause.

"Sister, you take it easy. In the next few days, you will definitely get well soon," Suhita smiled at the figure lying weakly unconscious.

Suhita also completed the surgery. Sweat soaked his forehead. But even so, Suhita can still concentrate fully until she finishes all her work.

"Huuuhhh ..." Suhita breathed a long breath.

Suhita was greatly relieved, having managed to do her great work as a healer. With the deep-power ability he had, Suhita made the scar of the tip of his knife disappear without a trace.

"Mr ... Mr ..." Suhita called the Merchant Nyoman after her work was done.

Merchant Nyoman followed his extended family rushing in. They found the situation in the room looked fine, like nothing had happened.

Briefly, Suhita explained about the pain suffered by the son of Merchant Nyoman. "But you don't have to worry. Once he regains consciousness, his condition will improve."

Merchant Nyoman and his family members exchanged glances. They could hardly believe the explanation Suhita gave. How not, a small child can surpass the ability of a famous healer they once asked for help.

Instead of not trying, there was already too much funds spent by Merchant Nyoman to treat her son. However, he had never met a healer like Suhita. Even they until guessed if Suhita is the incarnation of the Goddess of heaven.

"Oh, yes, sir. Can I ask you something?" ask Suhita.

"of course. Don't worry, Doctor. Just say! Whatever it is, I will certainly grant it" replied Merchant Nyoman.

"Thank you, before. I'm asking you to please, for Master to keep my whereabouts here a secret. If any of the students asked, please don't tell them."

Merchant Nyoman and family nodded. They immediately responded despite the millions of questions looming over. In other words, the little Physician was a fugitive.