Indian Go!

Indian Go!
Episode 83


In front of Indi Noella still looks sculpted with the same pose. And the place where Fanny was lying was weak, just narrating a wooden doll that was exactly like the dolls that Noella had. As for Fanny, she was standing right next to Noella, and she was perfectly fine, from the tip of her hair to the tip of her foot.


“Your plan will end here Noella. You can't continue it anymore. We've read everything. That prophecy. You were wrong about the prophecy,” Fanny said in a whisper in Noella's ear. While Noella did not respond at all, even with a blink.


Indi clearly remembered why Noella could be like that. Doll Viventem, Noella is under the control of Fanny's spirit. Without the spirit the body is just a container. Indi was in that position. Even so, Indi was still fully aware of what he saw some time ago, and he clearly saw that Fanny had stiffened when Noella dropped.


“You can already stop to pretend\ badly injured!” snapped at Fanny, who somehow had no effect if it was aimed at Noella or Indi.


Indi was about to protest what Fanny had just said, when from behind he heard the sound of footprints among the dried leaves of the pine, which was stepping towards him.


“It looks like I really\have the talent of being an artist, right Fanny?” said a girl from behind Indi, whose voice sounded so familiar to Indi's ears.


The source of the sound of the move was getting closer and closer, until now it has stopped right beside Indi. Indi slowly turned his gaze to look at the source of the voice.


The next second, Indi fell silent. Seeing the one next to it makes Indi's brain increasingly unable to digest with what really happened.


“I'm sorry if I had to make you wait for you long Indi. At least our plan is going well,” said the voice of the girl beside Indi.



“You dramatized Catherine too much, just like the romantic drama I used to watch. Now overcome all these\-basics, because Indi really needs your abilities,” protested Fanny while trying to get something out of one of her pocket parkanya jacket.


Catherine's face clearly seemed unhappy with what the Japanese girl had just said. He approached Indi and began to stand on his knees to align his body with Indi.


The dark brunette girl did not look as good as Fanny. Her usual hair was neatly braided, falling down on both of her shoulders, her clothes looking torn due to the traces of her fight with Rico. But the last time she remembered it, Catherine looked really weak, and could not get up again. And wait, Indi just noticed that all the scars on his body now no longer exist.


“I will heal all your wounds,” said Catherine gently.



“How can it?” ask Indi.



“Too long to menje\-“



“No!” cut Indi.


Indi, who had been too weak to even speak, seemed to have found his spirit back.


“Am I the one\ only fool here? Stop telling me to keep quiet, and assume I don't exist. Don't tell me that I'm just one of those dolls for stupid divination that I haven't understood until now!”




“No! This time you must be quiet and listen. If you really\really just think of me as an indigo girl with the power of a stupid avatar, who becomes a pawn or a puppet in that plan or prophecy, then stop now. I will get out of all these things,” Indi said, with her explosive\-explosive emotions that left Catherine speechless.


Fanny who had been busy with what she was doing, now also fell silent with what Indi just said. Catherine let out a long sigh, then looked at Indi.


“Listen Indi, we have absolutely no intention to fool you or make you a doll or something. I promise that after all this is over I will explain everything to you no matter how detailed it is. Any of your questions, whatever they are, I'll answer them all. But right now there is something really\-very important that we have to do. And first I have to heal you first,” said Catherine who seemed to have calmed Indi down.



“Wait, healing? What such a thing exists within the world of indigo and the like? I don't remember being taught that at the UCI. I beg you, do not make me back to being a person who looks stupid here,” said Indi, his tone a little pleading.


Hearing Indi's words managed to make Catehrine smile. He then took a deep breath, then looked at Indi's eyes. His brown eyes looked sparkling under the night light.


“Listen, you're not a fool here. Fanny's reaction looked even worse than you're doing right now,” Catherine said as she glanced at Fanny with the tip of her eye, who was reciprocated with a sarcastic look from Fanny.



“Do you remember that there are six types of indigo?” asked Catherine, who followed a slow nod from Indi.



“It is a theory that until now has been proven by indigos before. But it turned out to be wrong,” said Catherine slowly.



“Salah?” reset Indi.


Catherine nodded, “There is another indigo in this world. And I was one of them,”


“You mean? Aren't you a spiritus?” ask Indi slowly.



“Yes, I am an *spiritus*, also *naturae*,” Catherine said. His face did not seem entirely sure what he was going to say next.



“And a *lux*.”



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