
Batari Mahadevi and Nala continued on their way. They passed through a very crowded market. The citizens who looked similar to each other were lined up to fill the road while carrying various forms and colors.
“See the row of the store.there is a jewelry store. Let's see, is there something we have that is equivalent to jewelry there.” Batari Mahadewi.
The two young warriors from the one-month world entered the jewelry store. Several shopkeepers were on alert for the arrival of foreigners in the store.
“There are things we can help you with, ladies and gentlemen.” Ask the shopkeeper.
“Can we browse through the jewelry?” ask Nala.
“Please.” The waiter said. All the jewels on display are lined up in a long glass table. Most of the jewelry comes from natural rocks of various colors. Nala looked at the display of jewelry emitting gold and silver light on one of the glass tables guarded by several servants.
“It seems we were not wrong. What we have is definitely worth a lot. Let's ask one of the guards, what is the price of the smallest necklace.” said Nala.
“Please choose, sir. This is the best jewelry from the collection we have.” The servant said.
“What is the smallest price of this?” ask Nala.
“It's worth a thousand pieces of clear crystal, sir.” The waiter said.
“Oh, thanks. We don't have that kind of money, but can we sell something here?” ask Nala.
“What do you want to sell?” ask the shopkeeper. Nala took out one of the smallest golden crystals she had brought. He placed it in a separate bag with the other crystals they were carrying so that Nala did not have to show the treasure they were carrying all this time. The crystals that they originally only used to add strength.
“This small object, about what is the fast price?” nala asked as she pointed out the golden crystal that was much larger in size than the biggest jewelry sold in the store.
“In the meantime, we call the store owner first, sir. Please wait in the living room inside. Let's follow us.” Nala and Batari Mahadevi followed the servant into the living room. Shortly after, the shopkeeper came to see them. The old man smiled.
“What do you and miss bring to sell?” ask the shop owner.
“We only have this.” Nala showed the golden crystal in her hand.
“Oh, huge. Usually we receive these jewelry in small pieces. It's still intact and there's no trace of the piece. What price do you and your lady ask for?” ask the shop owner.
“How much best price can uncle give for this thing?” Batari Mahadevi asked. In the business of buying and selling, the divine heirloom incarnation girl had more charisma to gain profit. Even more shrewd than Niken and Jalu as they travel the world one month.
“It's really hard to judge this thing by money. But, who knows, mister and miss match the price I gave. I can buy this with fifty thousand pieces of clear crystal.” The shop owner said.
“What if a kind uncle gives you the price of seventy-five thousand pieces?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“Good, uncle. We accept.” Batari Mahadewi.
The store owner went into the room to prepare the money.
“For what money that much, Dance. Just take it easy.” Nala is not interested in money.
“I just want to know about the price. That'sthat's all. We can donate this money on the street if we meet the bum.” Batari Mahadewi.
The store owner came out carrying two large bags of money. “This money. Please count in advance.” The shop owner said.
“No need, uncle. We trust uncle.” Nala. He does not care if the amount of money in the bag is not appropriate.
Nala grumbled along the way because she had to carry two large bags of money. When the two young warriors exited the shop carrying two large bags, it invited several eyes to follow the two.
Arriving on a lonely road. Some who followed the two young warriors openly appeared. They numbered ten people. All are large and tall, each carrying a weapon of the same shape as the machete in the world one month.
“Good you appeared. We've been waiting for you to show up since.” Nala.
The young swordsman's words slightly surprised the horde of people who intended to rob it.
“Deliver the bags you carry if you still want to live!” snapped one of the robbers.
“Why everywhere is the same. It's always what a robber says when he's about to rob. You want this? Accept!” Nala threw two bags of money that she brought towards the two robbers who were in front of her. The powerful throw in it left the two robbers instantly dead the moment the bag of money hit their chests.
The remaining eight robbers looked at each other. Cold sweat dripped from their suddenly pale faces. Nala walked leisurely picking up those two bags of money. “There are more who want this bag?” Ask Nala.
The eight robbers made their way slowly, then turned around and ran away as fast as lightning. Too bad Nala wants a prank. He entangled the robbers with the land they had ploughed. The surface of the ground moved and formed hands that caught the feet of the fleeing robbers.
Suddenly the robbers fell. Their faces hit the ground. Nala turned the ground that had ensnared their feet into stone. That way, those robbers would be very hard-pressed to escape when they came to their senses from fainting.
Since then, Batari Mahadewi just watched. He admitted, Nala is more aggressive in fighting. Maybe if Nala was still like the old days, then that man would definitely take the lives of his opponents.
“Let's continue the journey. The school building is getting closer. You have to donate this money at that school.I don't want to be like a fool carrying this kind of bag.” Nala said while grumbling. Batari Mahadevi laughed gigglingly at the look of her best friend.
“As far as you are, young master. The money is yours. So you're the one who should take him. Leave a little to buy me food. My appetite in this city is good.” Batari said Mahadevi teased Nala.