Magic Of Mana Book 1: The First Tragedy
Chapter 6: Northern Forest (Part 1)

Chapter 6 (Part 1)

Northern Forest

Two days passed, Shumi began to familiarize himself with all the realities he knew and experienced. He decides to become the ordinary Shumi and continues to keep his father and adoptive mother secret in order to become the successor to the throne of the kingdom.

Shumi also asked the King to go around the earth kingdom in order to know the outside situation. Her request was approved under the terms of a full escort and it was approved by Shumi.

News of Zain and his army's success has also reached the capital. It is reported that they will return to the capital in a week. Shumi was quite happy to hear that. However, he felt he had to do something before his best friend came back.

Shumi had prepared all of his plans very thoroughly during these two days. And tonight, he will. The decision he made was highly considered. Not only for the sake of his desire for the clarity of everything, but also to know what he deserves to occupy the throne someday. More precisely he wanted a destiny that would determine everything.

Right around one in the morning, Shumi opened the window of her bath room which was connected directly to her room. The location of the window is at a turn in the hallway, precisely in the corner of the royal palace building. Shumi stared for a moment at the bottom of the ground below through the window. The distance of that window with the ground below was about 5 meters.

Shumi tied a rope he had brought from his room to an iron flagpole that was above the window, then stuck it out the window. He assured her the bond was strong before he jumped out the window clasping the rope. Slowly, he went down until he stepped on the ground. He was used to doing that because of his martial arts training that he always practiced.

Once on land, he closed the window again. He pushed it with the help of the rope and tied it so that it kept the window always closed because it was blocked by the rope. The color of the rope has also been painted in accordance with the color of the walls and windows and is very measured, so that when viewed at a glance, people will not think there is a rope there.

He wore a light brown robe and carried his beloved weapon complete, an arrow bow with a stretch of about half a meter, so that he could hook it on his back with his arrow box. He also carried a small waist bag containing some of the equipment and potions he might need.

He ran a little sneak until he arrived at the boundary of the palace fence. There he shifted an ornamental plant whose leaves were quite dense and found a circular wood. He opened it and saw a small hole the size of his body.

Calmly, Shumi got into the hole with his head first, then crawled through the hole. He continued to crawl through the darkness until he finally reached the end of the tunnel in the form of a thin iron plate, then he opened it.

Shumi arrived at the lips of a large ditch. The capital's main sewer. Indeed it is a sewer, but the water flows quietly and does not look dirty. Precisely that night, he could see several small fish swam by his side. He closed the iron door and hurried off to the city fortress.

He walked alone in the silence and darkness of the night without any problems. Because the city of throttling is a very peaceful and safe city, security there is not tight. Shumi continued walking until he arrived at a wall with a tight iron grille. The grille only allowed water to pass through and connect to a large trench around the much deeper outer city.

Shumi took out a potion from inside her waist bag. A glass bottle of deep green is almost black. He threw it at the last iron grille in front of him, and …

Clangs…

The broken glass bottle smashed into the iron grating and the potion inside made the iron grating melt slowly due to its chemical reaction. Shumi waited while watching his surroundings to make sure no guards saw him. Up to about five minutes, a path was created from the melted lattice and it went straight through it.

From this position, it is covered by a bridge that opens about 10% above it, so that further activities can be more freely done. The footing here is also quite wide because it will be the foundation of the bridge when it is lowered, as well as the shorter distance of the trench a little, so, but he knew that there was a pit-shaped trap that would have been active if not the bridge sitting there.

Shumi took the potion again from her bag and this time it was bright green. He did not throw it, but drank it. He felt a bit dizzy and nauseous, but he endured it. Then, he picked up another bottle that was shaped like a perfume bottle. The liquid in the bottle was clear transparent. He then sprayed around his body, coat and gun until the liquid in the bottle ran out.

After a few minutes, he made sure the time was enough for the potion effect to work and took the rope from his bag. One end of the rope he hooked with his arrow while the other end he tied it to his body, then he released the arrow with his bow to the other side until it stuck on the ground right at the end of the part that had a trap. After that, he fastened the end of the rope that was still on his body to one of the iron shaped like a hook that was there.

He took another arrow and prepared to throw it again, but this time he concentrated and took a deep breath. A small aura was formed on his arrow and then he slid it into the ditch on his right side. “Wind Respiratory Technique : Blow Up Strike!”, he said just before releasing his arrow.

Shumi's ability to do is a technique of pronunciation, which takes mana energy from the heart to be channeled to the lungs and mix it up like a combustion like a machine. The combustion energy is then transferred through the blood to the ends of the hand and transferred to the arrow. Just like when Shumi opened her personal closet padlock.

Breathing techniques are techniques of human beings in order to balance the abilities of magicians who have the ability to more easily utilize mana energy in their daily lives. Unlike the magicians who channel mana energy through nerves to their brains and create magic easily, this breathing technique requires good regulation of blood flow. This is what differentiates their destiny. Humans do not have special neural pathways like those witches.

The arrow from Shumi slid along the trench can even turn following the actual curve of the trench wall in a circular shape. Just below the east side city bridge gate, the arrow swooped down and into the water in the moat creating a whirlpool.

As Shumi planned, the soldiers turned their attention to the vortex. After peeking in from a distance, he hurriedly stuffed his weapon into his coat, then took another breath and concentrated.

A few seconds later, he jumped up and stood on the rope he had made. He ran very balanced and fast, as if a rope was a big bridge to him. He used other deep energy techniques that in the world were commonly called dachts. The ability was commonly learned by humans and magicians to improve their physical abilities so that it could be used to jump higher, run faster, or increase the amount or speed of their mana energy flow. Sometimes, the frequent use and expertise of its users can make it able to release air that affects the surrounding conditions, such as killing or happiness and so on.

When Shumi arrived at the end of the rope, he immediately pulled the arrow that was stuck quite hard. He had to pull it up with a dacht technique again and throw it into the trench, then he ran in the middle of a vast meadow into the forest that he always looked at from the tower every week. Yeah, he's headed north.

Shumi took about an hour to pass through the meadow until he reached the first line of trees in the forest he was headed to. Once there, he immediately hid and sat on a fallen tree branch. Unlike in the savanna earlier, this time the darkness enveloped him. The forest was so dense that the difference in atmosphere was very pronounced.

Shumi just got out of the city fortress this time. He was not afraid, but amazed at the horror of the forest that he finally could see before his eyes. He was very tired and decided to take a break. He took something back from his waist bag.

Glucose…

The sound of drinking water in his throat can be clearly heard because of the silence around him. “At least until dawn, I'll be safe. They'll be looking for me out of town maybe by noon,” he told himself, “huh! So tiring!”

“You are amazing, Miss!” suddenly a voice that Shumi was familiar with appeared and made her choke.

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