Pendekar Batari Mahadewi: The Journey to Find Your Self
Episode 120 Towards Piriparara City
Nala and Batari Mahadewi stopped their steps when they saw the mob enter the village. What astonished them was not the indignation of the faces of the hordes, but the lion-headed horses they rode.
“Do we better help the people in this village?” ask Nala.
“Yes, I want you to like helping people. You'll know how much fun it feels.” Batari Mahadewi.
“Serah..” Kata Nala.
“We'll see first from here, what will they do with the villagers.” Batari Mahadewi.
The gang of troublemakers forced the villagers to gather. All the people were terrified and obeyed what they wanted. Then one of the residents, who looked like the village elder, ventured to ask the intention of the intruders' arrival.
“Sorry, sir. What do you expect from us?” ask the guy.
“You village elder?” ask one of the big tall men, and act as the leader of the gang of troublemakers.
“True sir.” Said the village elder.
“We are here because we want the fruit of the people you planted.” Said the troublemaker leader.
“It looks like sir was mistaken. We are not a fruit-producing village, sir. The village is near the beach. A little far in that direction.” Said the village elder.
“Hey, sir. Are you looking for this fruit?” Batari Mahadevi shouted while showing fruit that emitted a reddish light, given by the wife of the village elder they were staying in.
“Hmm..You guys are who! You are not from this island, are you?!” ask the chief of the troublemakers.
“You want to rob the fruit of the para? Don't expect you to get there. If you want, take this.” The Batari Mahadewi.
“Keparat!!! You don't know who you're dealing with?!” said the chief of the troublemakers.
“Whatever you are, I don't care. I give you the chance to leave this region as soon as possible or you will regret it!” batari Mahadewi. Not yet the leader replied, Nala has attacked the group violently.
Batari Mahadevi was just a jolt of his head watching the actions of his companion, who in certain things, he could not control, as he was doing at that time. Nala easily******* the band of troublemakers were wrapped in soil that suddenly hardened when it had bandaged the bodies of the vandals.
The shape of the vandals looks like a giant cocoon. Nala still left a hole in their face, so they did not die soon, but suffered greatly. Some villagers were staring at the event.
“Day, what will we do them?” tanya Nala shouted to the beautiful girl of the divine heirloom who had just watched it.
“Do not kill. Just erase their memories, along with all their abilities.” Batari Mahadewi.
“Oh, just like that? that easy. Alright.” Nala taps her index finger at each of the troublemakers, then she frees them all from the entanglement of the land she created. The troublemakers seemed dazed, and did not know what to do, because Nala had completely erased all their memories until they felt they had just recognized the world.
“Ayo Nala, we continue the journey.” Batari Mahadewi.
“Ayo.” Nala.
The two were about to step up, but the village elder called out to the two. “Master, Miss, sorry...can you and miss stop by for a moment?”
“Oh..no, we just want to thank you. Will you and the ladies visit my house?” ask the elder. Nala and Batari Mahadewi looked at each other for a moment. Batari Mahadewi accepted the offer. They then followed the village elders until they arrived at a unique and impressive house.
“Thank you very much for your help, and thank you very much for fulfilling my invitation. If you may know, then what are these ladies and gentlemen from? And why can you and your lady get the fruit of those people?”
Batari Mahadewi tells the story of the journey of the two of them until they finally reached the village. The village elder listened while nodding. At first, the village elder was suspicious of the appearance of Batari Mahadevi and Nala, but in the end he believed.
“Lord and young lady, we can only give this provision as a token of gratitude. If in the city later the lord and young miss are troubled with the guard soldiers, the master and miss could show this sign. This is a sign of appreciation given to anyone who meritorious to the people of this island. Not many know about this, except for the village elders and government security officers in all parts of the kingdom of Madapala.” Said the village elder.
“Thanks, elder. This retirement means a lot to us.” Batari Mahadewi.
The two young warriors from the one-month world continued on their way. After they passed through the forest, they would arrive at a small town that was still far from the central city in the royal territory.
“Alright, forest again!” Nala.
“Maybe not as bad as the forest on the island of Devil.” Batari Mahadewi.
“You see no, there are always strange animals here. The horse has the head of a lion. And so far, I haven't seen a chicken animal. What is chicken like here?!” babble Nala.
“You mean it!” Batari Mahadewi pointed to one of the trees in the stretch of forest in front of them. A chicken-like bird was perched on a tree branch. The shape is not much different from the chicken in the world one moon, but the size of a goat.
“Yes, it looks like chicken. Pretty terrible if the beast pecks people's heads.” Nala.
“Hahaha, the more you come here, the more fun you are, Nala.” praise Batari Mahadewi. Nala could not hide her joy every time Batari Mahadewi said something nice to her. The man was not as cold as he had been when they first met.
The two drove through the forest, bouncing from one branch to another like birds. Sometimes they stop at the branches of a large tree, picking some strangely shaped fruit that tastes very good.
It was not until half a day that they took the trip that they both finally arrived in the city. At the entrance, a sentence was written: Welcome to Piriparara City
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Three chapters first for tonight, my beloved friend2. Ending in this chapter is deliberately not to be tense. Let us relax, because I want to know my friends who have been supportive in my creative process. There are a lot of friends, and I want to introduce them slowly in the next few chapters. Hope your friends don't mind.
If in some previous chapter I told a little about Hashirama Senju (Author Swordsman Dragon), and Novita Budi Lestari, Author of AMBERLEY who never stopped supporting me day and night, take care of me if I am sick, then in this chapter I will mention three famous names, especially in the group chat noveltoon.
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Well, those are the three names I want to introduce in this chapter, friends. There will be another one in what chapter. Please friends do not mind me supporting other authors by introducing them in the body of the PBM chapter yes. Hope your friends stop by. Trust me, the appreciation of all friends, all criticism and advice, is the breath of our lives and our purpose of writing novels.
All right, guys, see you tomorrow. Pray I can write more. May all friends be blessed with safety, health, peace, sustenance, love, and happiness. Amens.