My Power Of Math Fantasies
6.5 Grandpa's identity

A yellow ray of light flashed on the grandfather's palm. When his right hand was played with a swing twisting and jerked to the side, a cool breeze seemed to blow and pushed the leaves near the grandfather.

Resha and the others were instantly amazed. Not stopping there, the amazement of the grandfather then continued again. The outstretched right hand continued to penetrate into the heart of the grandfather.

The yellow light that was still dim earlier, now radiated with its light. When it stopped, grandfather's hand came out holding a golden scepter.

"This is grandpa's identity."

"Uwoo cool cake." Petrick.

"All right, young man. To be able to bring out the heirloom within each of you. You must understand yourself. Meditating, fighting with the subconscious, emotional control, everything is needed" explained the grandfather.

Resha approached the grandfather. He then whispered near the ear of the grandfather, seen one of Resha's hands covering the ear of grandfather—so that his voice was not heard by anyone other than grandfather.

"Where's cake?" resha said after whispering. He folded his hands while staring at his subordinate sisters.

"But this process will take a long time" said grandfather.

"It's okay. As long as it is used well it can. Can it be cake?" Resha with her smile turned to grandfather.

Grandfather closed both his eyes. He is thinking about making the right decision. Others wondered what the two of them were talking about.

"What's the cake? Grandpa looked confused" asked Ryan who was cross-legged. He tilted his head with an astonished look.

"Hey hey what are you saying. Grandpa's days look confused, he's not a person who likes to be dizzy right," Petrick said after waking up from the rough and dry grass.

Grandpa sighed and then exhaled. Highlight his eyes that were staring at Petrick and his flock were now falling looking down. With a smile he said.

"Basic, you're all grown up but still as storied as children" said the grandfather. He then raised his eyes back to the front.

The eye lyrics and glances are now directed towards all of Resha's former battles with Mio. When the golden stick modeled wooden pattern is lifted, the entire scrap, cracked soil, pieces of buildings that are still damaged, everything becomes recovered again almost like the previous condition.

"Surface and what from the ground grandfather can fix. Apart from that grandfather can not," said the grandfather.

"Woah..." Amazed them.

"Alright, your identity will be trained from now on .... Okay, you Reynald stay here. Take care of the meat of the bird, if you want to take it home and share it with your friends or neighbors.

"Grandfather will direct our journey. Because it looks like this trip will be quite long, you, Ryan carried the grandfather."

Resha directs by pointing at the person she calls. When he finished he pointed the way out of the village and said "Our training is to find food!"

Just think Resha used their training to find supplies of groceries. Given that this village is a difficult village to get food, the price of food in the stalls of this village is also very high.

Even the merchants who came to the village were rare, the merchants from inside were difficult to get out to the city because the journey was quite far. In addition they are also afraid on the way will be attacked by a wild momon. And there are many other factors.

From here Resha trained them to be easier in hunting, looking for what was needed in their lives. Furthermore, he knew that the grandfather was more experienced in their own place.

"Hunting? Ah this is easy. We are used to it" they said.

"It's really that place, a place whose momon has hundreds of levels. This is what we're looking for dead cake" they said. Feeling scared and shuddering in horror, there have been many rumors of people who came there never returning.

"Relax there is me. On the way you also have to practice. Remember before you reach the forest, you must be able to bring out the heirloom inside you," said Resha.

"True, that's a hard thing. It even took weeks"

"Let's go" said Resha while walking first with Ryan.

"Let's just follow it." Leo walked along while persuading Petrick who had complained a lot.

Leo begins to think it would not hurt to follow Resha. He also felt that he would gain more strength than usual. Following the others they began to go towards the Aeriel Forest.

Dayshi POVs

Again a dream of a battle of figures who mengerupaiku repeated. When the atmosphere becomes blue the view is swallowed by darkness, when my eyes are open.

I was in a hollow room. Black and white as color, water floor as footing. Both of my hands were tied on a chair, I sat down with my empty gaze.

"Where am I?" that's the question I'm thinking about right now. Actually what happened. The cold began to seep into the pores of my skin. At the same time a black figure was watching me.

My body started shaking violently. To the extent that the wooden chair I was sitting in shook. Feelings of fear, happiness, sadness, anger, disappointment, and even emptiness. Everything's mixed up.

My tears began to drip profusely along with the mucus water from my nose. My ears started to ring. A wide and happy smile. Eyes rose as if enjoying. The mind is an empty mind. I'm mad.

Unable to say. But my laughter completely filled this void. The moment that figure touched me, I became silent stiff like a statue that could do nothing more.

The black silhouette approached my listening device. His finger touched my ear. Chilly. He whispered something. My eyes widen, not just one, he has two. The one stood quietly watching me with a warm smile. He is someone else, he lives with me.

Whispers sounded. I became devastated. Messed up. The mouth was wide open, the throat hurt, but nothing came out. Sealed, and ....

Ngiiiyinggg, still buzzing. My body wakes up. Eyes immediately directed to see this self-condition. Wet, sweaty water splashes violently across the surface of the skin.

I'm not dressed, only the black color has been tearing at me. My heart rate is still beating. What was that?

Empty room. The bed with the cotton mattress is where I sleep. The chair with the table was the second thing I looked at.

Heavy breathing really let me out. I'm standing. Walking then bent over, my hands ransacked the drawer from the table. Thinking the clothes were inside and it turned out to be true.

I'll put on my clothes. My eyes were soft, hollow, and felt so sharp because of my slightly thick brow wrinkles.

*crime..

I opened the door and I came out with long but slow steps.