Indian Go!
Episode 75's

The girl Indi saw, really\-was her mother. It's just that he looks ten? No, but twenty years younger than his mother he knew.

Unmistakably, Indi clearly still remembers the photos that his mother often showed when he was young. And the girl, whom he saw now, was clearly his mother.

What really happened, Indi. This was definitely not the sight he wanted to see when he died.

“What do you want to say?” asked the man, with his two eyebrows intertwined.

“The child. I saw the boy was going to be killed,” replied Indi's mother \(the younger\), her look filled with fear. His body just now, did not even stop shaking.

The man then held onto Inggrit's shoulders. His gaze fixedly stared at Inggrit's two eyes. Inggrit bit his lip. Clear spots were visible at the end of both eyes.

“We obviously won't let it. His ability can help us in the future later, and prove that your vision is wrong!” said the man, his tone now rising.

Inggrit. Tears now wet his cheeks. His roar clearly showed sadness and regret.

“No. None of this is gonna work. I've seen it. And what I saw was something that must have come. Destinies. And the boy, will be killed by someone, and we will never know about what happens next,” now his emotions break with the crying.

“The two of us can't stay together!”

“No!” sniff the man. “What you see is just ordinary sight. And there is never such a thing as a predetermined destiny. We are the ones who decide our own destiny! Whatever you see. We can stop it before all that happens.”

What Indi saw slowly blurred. He was then in a field covered with grass. Heavy rain covered everything.

This is not the afterlife. What Indi saw was the past. The past that really happened. In the rain, Indi could see his mother with the man. Inggrit was sitting on his knees, apparently holding someone.

While the man stood with both hands holding a golden sword.

Although in the rain, Indi could clearly see the man who was injured, and gasping for breath. In front of them were two masked men wearing white robes.

One of those taller wears a black mask, with a person's face,. While the other one, the mask is red, with the face of a horned demon.

One of the robed men, seemed to be grasping at something, yet could not be seen. Just like Lisa did.

“Who are you? What are you planning to do with this kid?” ask the man by shouting. His extinguished red shirt looked torn, and was filled with traces of sabetage. His blue jeans, looking torn open at the knee.

There was no response from the two robed men at all. One of them, wearing a white mask, raised his hand and pointed it at Inggrit, Indi's mother.

In the next second, Indi saw what was in Inggrit's arms begin to lift and float. What he saw clearly made him stare. The one who hugged Inggrit, a little boy, was blond and blond. Jeannets.

“No I'll let!” inggrit.

He raised one of his hands, pointed it at Jeannet, and he put the other hand on the masked men.

Indi now saw Jeannet a few meters above the ground. It seemed that Inggrit and the masked person had the same ability, to move things with just their minds.

BOOM! The white masked man, struck a meter in the air, while the red masked man tried to keep his footing unaffected by the force pushing him.

“Arthur, it's time!” scream Inggrit.

Arthur, that name sounds familiar. Indi seemed to have heard something about a man named Arthur. But he couldn't remember it so clearly. The man nodded, then ran towards the red masked person, ready to slash.

“Capable choice,” says someone behind Inggrit.

His black shirt now looks shabby and torn as a result of several strokes. Parts of his arms and legs were covered in several wounds, which were still new.

“Inggrit!” arthur's yelling quickly turned towards Inggrit.

“Never turn your back on your enemy,” said the red masked man , then quickly jerk his hand at Arthur.

A SWUSH! Arthur was thrown a few meters away. The white masked man quickly picked up Jeannet, who was a few feet above the ground.

“We are sorry, but this child is now ours. Goodbye to.” Said the man in the white mask.

The two men then, running towards the north, then Indi saw something strange. Indi could clearly see that the two people were running towards the grassland that seemed endless, but somehow they could instantly disappear.

No. gabe. They looked like they were getting sucked into something. It looks like an invisible portal.

The rain was falling more and more at that place. Inggrit and Arthur were helpless after the attack they had received earlier. Indi never knew who those people were, or what purpose they had in capturing Jeannet.

As Indi recalls, Jeannet once told him that he was dead, no. Sanctus. Jeannet was killed by the Sanctus.

The view that Indi saw and then back blurred.

Then Indi was in the same room as the first vision he saw. But now, his mother and Arthur were already inside. Inggrit looked back at Arthur.

His voice was full of sadness and fear. Behind him, Arthur approached her and hugged her. Seeing that scene, made Indi very very wide, and a little nauseous.

“Do not blame yourself. You don't have to be burdened with all this,” said Arthur quietly.

If Indi was in that place, he would definitely beat up the man because he freely hugged his mother. It's just that he can't do anything.

Right now he is just like someone who is watching TV. It's just that he has no choice to turn off or change the channel he watches.

Ingrit, grimaced and then released Arthur's hand from him. He looked at Arthur with disappointment.

“I told you! I've seen everything. I saw Jeannet must be dead. You don't believe it!” said sobbing.

Arthur looked at Inggrit with pity and guilt. The man seemed to understand very well that he was the one responsible for everything that happened.

“I. I'm sorry I doubted you. I promise in the future I will continue to trust you.” he said. His arms were now wrapped back around Inggrit's waist, and his face was propped up on the girl's shoulders.

Inggrit then turned to face Arthur. He looked into the eyes of the man taller than him, then put his hands on Arthur's cheeks. That makes him have to tiptoe a little.

“You believe me?” inggrit asked, his tone this time turned serious.

Arthur answered him with a nod, “I believe you,” he said.

“Do you love me?” ask Inggrit again.

“Of course I love you,” replied Arthur quickly.

“Then we have to go, and leave this place.”