The Seven Deadly Child
409 - Samar
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"How was the clue?" Ask Theo. To Razak.
Currently, the expedition team was resting around a small bonfire. Theo decided to close their trip that day when it was already late afternoon.
Everyone seemed to be sitting relaxed while staring at the bonfire. Only Darsa is invisible in the small circle. The decades-long habit of leading the tracking division of the Black Sky Bandit group, made Darsa want to do the last sweep first, making sure the location chosen by the group to rest that night, was completely safe.
"On totems passed down by the ancestors of the Osiris tribe, there is one sentence written on the back. And according to the oral heritage that is also passed on by generations, this sentence will guide the descendants of the tribe, while in a condition of not knowing the direction!" Razak said, starting to explain while showing the totem she meant.
The totem is perfectly circular, has a bright red color, and there is a silver wing on its surface. The totem in Razak's own hands, was not an ordinary identity totem, but rather a special totem owned only by members of the Osiris Tribe directly descended from the Khan.
In other words, Razak, who owns the totem, has the bloodline of a chieftain. If Razak had been born even earlier thousands of years ago, her position in the Osiris Tribe would have been an honorable young master. It does not rule out the possibility that he will also be a Khan in his generation.
With all the talent and dedication he has, Razak will surely lead the Osiris very well. Unfortunately, Razak was born thousands of years too slowly. Born when the glory days of the Osiris tribe have run out. Recounting only himself as a keeper of the thin thread of the fate of the tribe, if he died, then the tribe of Osiris will completely disappear from the face of Gaia Land.
Razak is the real picture of a great king without a throne, without an army, even without a people to lead. Tells only the fragile throne that he must now take care of alone.
"The sentence behind the totem reads."
- For whoever the next generation bears this totem! If you are in a complete darkness so cold that your iron bones even feel fragile, then go in search of the sun! There you will find warmth!-
"Go look for the sun!"
"Go look for the sun!" Theo muttered. Now it looks a little brooding.
"That last sentence should be the main point, the real clue!" Said Theo later.
"Hmmm…. Why is your ancestor so troublesome! If it was intended to help his descendants, there should be no need to put up such a puzzle sentence!" Gerel Sahut.
"Actually they have the intention to help or not! Why not just go straight!" Added Gerel.
Hearing Gerel's words, Razak who felt that the woman did not show a single gesture of respect for her ancestors, immediately put on a fierce facial expression.
"Be quiet you snake woman! Never insult my Osiris tribe ancestor!" Snap Razak. Looks very angry. He had now been in a standing position, while streams of concentrated Iron Mana, moving wildly uncontrollably around his body.
"Razak calm yourself!" Theo said, quickly suppressing the aura of Razak that was scattering out uncontrollably.
Hearing that his Great Boss had spoken, Razak swiftly retracted all the aura he had once unleashed. He sat back, but still stared hard at Gerel.
"Boss! This time the woman was too much! As a person whose Tribe has also been wiped out, I can understand how Razak feels!" Said Sanir, now also staring at Gerel with a fierce gaze.
From the beginning, Sanir was already very unhappy with the figure of Gerel which he known as Snakewoman. Because according to Sanir, during his time in the group, Gerel had absolutely minimal contribution to the development of the Wolf Bandit group.
"Already! Don't quarrel! This is not the right time!" Theo.
Looking at Theo's gaze, Gerel looked about to refute, but yet he had time to utter any sentence, one powerful aura suddenly emphasizing him.
"If you still want to be with a group, then you better start learning!" Theo. A heavy aura was now emanating from within his body. Completely focused on Gerel.
"Yes!" Answer Gerel briefly. Finally choosing to suppress his ego. Although the look on his face was still very unacceptable.
"Hmmm, because people like you, the stigma of a young miss from a large Knight group, is always bad in the eyes of the general public!" Hella. Do not want to miss immediately snatched the opportunity to comment on Gerel's attitude.
"Shut up! I will probably hear his words! But not with you! Once again you're blabbering, then that'll be the last time your mouth can open!" Grunts Gerel. Seemed very unacceptable upon hearing the words of Hella's ridicule.
"The threat? You think I'm afraid of you? Look at this, I'm back on raving! Then what are you gonna do to keep my mouth shut, huh??" Hella snorts back.
"Huhhhh…!!!"
Hearing the two women before him back in conflict, Theo immediately let out a long sigh. Then unexpectedly activated his flashshoe. In an instant in front of Hella and Gerel.
"It's up to you if you want to fight! But do it somewhere else!" Theo. Before then, the red electricity rattled back from the flash boots he was wearing.
*Bzzzzz….!!!
*Bzzzzz…!!!!
Theo's figure disappeared for a few seconds along with Hella and Gerel. Then it reappears in the same place. But this time it was alone. Without Hella and Gerel who had disappeared with him.
"Boss! Where are those two shitty women?" Ask Razak.
"Take it somewhere else for a while so as not to disturb!" Answer Theo.
*Booommm….!!!
Along with the last words spoken by Theo, a loud explosion suddenly sounded from a direction some distance away from the position where the bonfire was.
"Hmmmm.. They really fight!" Theo muttered. He started to squint his forehead.
"Hahhhh…! Whatever….! I don't care anymore!"
"So Sanir, what do you think? Did you get anything from the clue line written behind Razak's totem?" Ask Theo. No longer care about Hella and Gerel. Try refocusing the mind to solve the puzzle behind the clue sentence by asking for Sanir's opinion.
"Boss! The sentence is too vague! Instead of calling it a clue, it sounds like a piece of advice!" Answer Sanir. No idea at all.
"Yes a fortune?" Theo muttered.
Theo looked pensive again. Entering deep thoughts for a while, until then, his concentration again broke apart when one body suddenly flung not far in front of him.
"Hmmm….?" Theo muttered, as soon as he saw the figure that had just landed hard before him.
"Boss! I found him sitting behind the darkness! It seems like he has been following us all day since he first left the great camp!" Darsa. Slowly approaching Theo. But he did not return alone. Except with Guan Zifei walking beside him.
"Young master, I'm sorry! This boy is notoriously unruly! I've been trying to catch up to stop him! But I have to admit, his movement technique is so nimble!" Guan Zifei.
"Hmmm. Zhou Kang! Why are you following us?" Theo asked in the end, staring intently at Zhou Kang, the former Big Boss of the Snake-Scale Bandit group that Darsa had thrown before him.