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A Wandering Ronin Storm
Lamin shouted louder as his hands were stretched out and accompanied by the shaking of the earthquake. Barim and Terry were still trying not to get sucked in. But their efforts failed. They were sucked and strangled by Lamin's hand. His right hand strangled Barim's neck, and his left hand strangled Terry's neck. Lamin turned to the two of them in turn and slammed them onto the ground very hard.Instantly Barim and Terry spit blood from their mouths. Lamin then laughed in satisfaction. He then bent down while his hands were like hugging. Then he stretched out his arms with all his might and suddenly there was a kind of shaking again this time bigger. The thunder roared and the snow fell even more.“Master Lamin, you managed to obtain the power of the ancestral tree and nature,” Labib said proudly.Erim couldn't do anything about it. He was just holding on to the tree because the wind that carried the snow was blowing very hard."What happened?" asked Boris."Looks like Lamin is absorbi
A Wandering Ronin Aurora
"Earlier the storm had stopped but it was raging again," said Erald who was still looking out the window.Yuta also felt the same way. Like there is something strange with the weather this time. He then walked over and stood beside Erald while also looking out the window."I'm aware of that too. Like the weather is controlling,” Yuta then wiped the window glass with his right hand."Looks like this storm will last a long time.""Hope not. My father and mother are working in the forest cutting down trees.”"Are you serious?"Yuta nodded."Do they have a place to hide?""I do not know.""We're going after them.""In the middle of a storm like this?""Even if the wind is strong, our bodies won't be dragged away.""Are you sure?""I don't want my students to lose their parents just like me."Yuta was moved by Erald's answer. From that answer, Erald already considered Yuta to be his disciple. Even though he was hesitant at first, Yuta finally agreed with Erald's suggestion. The two of them
A Wandering Ronin Controlling The Emotion
Shukar's chill slowly dissipated when he looked at the cliff containing the cloth merchants. Finally he could use a warm coat in this city of Herin. Yuta rushed to the bottom row of shops where the wooden streets were filled with lots of people."There are lots of shops selling cloth here," said Yuta as he walked and passed several shops."We'd better ask each store," suggested Ran who followed Yuta from behind."You know the characteristics of the person?"“Mrs Ladis didn't tell me her physical characteristics. It's just the name," Ran shook her head.Meanwhile Shukar who was walking behind Ran was shivering again.“Can we just stop at one shop. I'm getting cold already," Shukar grumbled as he hugged himself."Sorry I forgot hahaha ," Yuta laughed."If only you didn't owe me a story that you didn't tell in full, I would have hit you, Yuta," Shukar clenched his fists."Relax mate. Alright, let's stop here." Yuta stopped in front of a cloth shop and went inside.Inside the shop, there
A Wandering Ronin Falling Down
Yuta's emotions could no longer be controlled when he saw his beloved mother being stabbed by Labib until he fell and didn't move anymore. When Yuta wanted to approach Labib, Erald tried to restrain him. But a ghastly look on his face made Erald speechless."Yuta, wake up," Erald shook Yuta's shoulders but he kept his gaze fixed on Labib.Meanwhile, Barim kept calling Erim 's name. He even crawled to approach his wife. But before he got to where his wife had fallen, Lamin walked slowly towards him with a satisfied smile."This is a recompense for those of you who destroyed the ancestral tree of the Ranggon tribe," said Lamin, raising his stick."God damn it. I will kill you!” Barim shouted."In your weak state, you still want to kill?""I will do whatever it takes to kill you and your men.""Try it if you can."Barim tried to get up but he fell again. He tried again and almost succeeded but suddenly Lamin stabbed his back with a stick that pierced his chest. Barim fell back down and h
A Wandering Ronin Goes to Ramil
Shukar fell silent when he finished hearing Yuta's story. Likewise with Ran. A moment later Shukar looked at Yuta guiltily."I'm sorry Yuta. I regret asking for the continuation of the story," said Shukar with a pitiful face."No problem. I'm happy to tell you too." Yuta smiled while scratching his head."So you're going back to Sarmith city ?" Ran asked trying to change the subject."Before the sun sets, I must return to the city of Sarmith," Yuta nodded."Does that mean we're going to separate?" said Shukar."But we're still friends. I've always been waiting for Erald's arrival too,” Yuta smiled."After this, what are you going to do?" Ran asked Yuta.Yuta replied, “I think I'll be playing magic again. And the money back from Miss Ladis Barangan, I'll keep as savings."“That is much wiser.” Shukar raised his right thumb.Not long after, Yuta had to say goodbye. At first, he wanted to go alone to the gate of Herin city. But Ran and Shukar decide to drop him off. Before boarding the h
A Wandering Ronin The Old Man
It's almost noon. And all the people who joined the group were all ready. Especially the merchants with their caravans filled with merchandise. This group consists of many people. Ordinary citizens to rich merchants. Ardan who became the leader of this caravan group also asked everyone who came to gather. He rode around the field on his horse to alert everyone who came along. Unexpectedly Ardan also has a sword that he straps on his waist. But the sword is not a katana type like Ran's, but a rapier type.Even Ran was surprised that Ardan had a sword. Because when they first met, Ardan didn't show his sword."Everyone has to be ready. The caravan would be leaving in a few minutes. For children, pregnant women and the elderly, they are expected to take the caravan that has been specially prepared for you," said Ardan, who repeated himself while walking around the field.Not long after, a group of people wearing armor and riding horses came. Probably around twenty people. Ardan approache
A Wandering Ronin Sandy Land
Morning approaches, Shukar wakes up as the sun is starting to shine on his face. He hurriedly got up and washed his face in the swamp water. When the water slightly entered his mouth, Shukar immediately took it out again because it tasted salty. Even his eyes felt sore because saltwater had entered his eyes.“I forgot the water here is salty,” Shukar muttered as he wiped his face with the cloth.After that, he cleaned up the remains of last night's burning. Not long after, the old man came out with a piece of bread and hot tea. He sat down on a wooden bench and began to eat the bread. Shukar was silent with a wry face when it came to the old geezer who didn't say a word.“Grandpa, you never talk to anyone else do you?” asked Shukar.The old man did not answer. He continued to finish his bread and sipped his hot tea then was silent for a moment and before long he looked at Shukar."Usually people who come here are lost and want to go to the beach," replied the old man."Like I said las
A Wandering Ronin Battle In The Dark
Ardan was still trying to resuscitate the fainted middle-aged woman. He opened the middle-aged woman's veil to reveal her blonde hair. Ardan reached into his jacket pocket for a bottle of oil whose smell warmed his nose. Then he put a few drops on his fingertips and put it on the middle-aged woman's nose. It didn't take long for the middle-aged woman to wake up. Everyone was relieved again."Why me?" asked the middle-aged woman with a pale face."You are dehydrated, madam," replied Ardan."Is it dangerous?""Not as long as you rest and drink enough water," Ardan then laid the middle-aged woman back down.After laying down, Ardan got up and smiled at Ran who was standing behind him.“Someone could pass out too if they were too hot,” said Ran."That's why I brought lots of water so that we have enough to drink and cool off," Ardan replied.After lunch, the caravan group resumed their journey. Certainly not easy. Because several times Ardan had to check the condition of pregnant women. H