White Eagle Warrior 2

The Golden Stick Swordsman's House

Under the huts made by hunters, Mahesa and Suhita rest. In a short time, Mahesa had caught two plump jungle chickens. The fire was already burning, making the smell of roasted meat sent to all corners of the forest following the wind that blows.

Suhita dabbed the potluck seasoning, in the condition of a hungry stomach, then the food will turn into a very delicious meal not inferior to luxury dishes in an expensive restaurant.

"Well, dad's son is very good at concocting spices," Mahesa praised after the grill is cooked.

"I'm just giving salt and a little ketchup, and we're not bringing a lot of seasoning anyway. But it's delicious, isn't it, Dad?" suhita asked while biting her part.

"Of course, very good. It feels like I want to catch as many roosters around here" Mahesa joked.

A mouthful of cold river water, adding to the delicacy they felt. Mahesh looked at her daughter's face deeply. Many non-descript feelings slipped in the recesses of his heart. Should have been, Suhita would not have had to do this. Mahesa was also able to lift all the burdens that Suhita was currently thinking.

However, as a future generation that will be much needed later, it is also not wrong if Suhita began to build himself early. He would grow up to be a great healer at a young age. There will be many things Suhita can do later. That spirit that keeps Mahesa excited to build the baby. Don't let spoof anything else laze. Suhita had to develop, and from now on she was independent.

"Hita, have you mastered all the abilities related to the mustika ring that your mother gave you?" mahesa asked as her eyes fell on the ring Suhita was wearing.

Mahesa remembered, it was a mustika ring belonging to his wife. In addition to all resources and possessions, there is also a legacy of the past that Puspita Dewi save. Angel Arrow. An heirloom that is the gift of Dewi Srikandi in the region of the Southern kingdom in the past.

"Yes. Mother gave this mustika to Hita. With the inner strength that father taught, Hita could easily control everything. Emm ... didn't mom tell dad?" Suhita looked at the ring on her ring finger.

"Ah, not so. What I mean is the inheritance that your mother kept in it. Did you tell me, everyone?!" ask Mahesa further.

"Heirlooms? Yes, even mothers have explained one by one. At that time the father was away, so only the mother and grandmother of Gondo Arum knew," Suhita then told vividly the moment where she dissected all the contents of the mustika ring.

The arrow of the Angel, Suhita had already pulled her bow. And more encouragingly, the arrow was also paired with Suhita. At least, his mother said so. Not to mention heirloom swords and others, Suhita has memorized all the names, powers and ways to use her mother's heirlooms while still a swordsman.

Since Puspita decided not to return to the martial world and only became a housewife, then since then also the heirlooms that are mostly owned 'Light of Heaven' become useless. In fact, until now it has belonged to Suhita as well. Where ever the little healer used sharp weapons. Except for the dagger used to chop up medicinal ingredients.

"Oh, great. Father was very relieved to hear it," Mahesa smiled and rubbed Suhita's head. In time, maybe Suhita will need the help of the heirlooms.

"Now we rest. Sleep, to continue the journey tomorrow. It took half a full day to reach the pioneer forest" Mahesa said.

The pioneer forest is the place where one of the guesthouses or residence of the Golden Stick Swordsman. In the last few years he has always been seen there. Mahesa will take Suhita to find out about the existence of the rare Thorny Lotus plant.

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The horse that took Mahesa and Suhita left the teak forest. Early in the morning, they had to cross the fort at the edge of the teak forest. Keep moving towards the sunrise, to visit the Golden Stick Swordsman residence built in a valley precisely in the pioneer forest.

As a fellow figure belonging to the same organization, Mahesa had known a shortcut to cut time to quickly arrive at the Golden Stick Swordsman's guesthouse.

"After crossing this river, we will arrive to the west of the pioneer forest. In less than two hours, we will enter the territory of the Golden Stick Swordsman's homestead," Mahesa gave an explanation. His hand pointed in the direction he was referring.

"It looks like the river is inhabited. Have you never met an estuarine crocodile?" suhita asked as her eyes watched the stream so quietly. Quiet as there is no life at the bottom.

"Your eyes are jelly, so there is no boat service around this place. They love life more than they scavenge the wind to this place" Mahesa replied.

"Then, how do we take a horse to cross?"

"Of course we don't bring it. I mean, two hours on foot" Mahesa replied lightly.

Suhita frowned. Then will it just leave this expensive horse? What if people are taken or attacked by a wild animal? It seems Mahesa doesn't bother about that. 

And right, arriving at a high corner of the river, Mahesa invited Suhita to get off the horse. They will jump over the river using the ability of science to lighten the body.

Maheshah carried Suhita's body before then taking a swing and jumping across the river. Gifts hungry crocodiles with only body shadow.

Without any difficulty, Mahesa managed to cross the river filled with hungry crocodiles. Suhita took the time to look across. Ensuring what the meritorious horses have done has taken them on their way so far. Suhita's heart was so soft. His mindset is also loving.

"Where is that horse going?" inner Suhita. He did not see the horse in its original place.

"Haha! Don'tbeafraid. Father brought her with us," Mahesa's laughter surprised Suhita.

As Mahesa opened her palm, a ball of ice crystals appeared and floated in the air. As it descended and touched the end of the grass, the ball broke and raised a gallant horse before them.

Suhita choked to witness the surprises her father made. Unexpectedly, it turns out that the father is so fond of joking. Suhita only realized it, because they were only this close.

"We don't have much time. Even to be able to enter the guesthouse, we need careful preparation" said Mahesa. With the horses returning closer to their destination. Wisma Swordsman Golden Stick.