
Just being talked about, Orion suddenly came and entered the house just like that. He looked very serious as he looked in all directions to find something. Occasionally he ransacked the contents of the closet or items stacked into one.
“Orion!?”
Out of shock, Mahanta too late to realize his arrival. Seeing that he was standing with no problems at all, Mahanta felt calmer than before.
“Mahanta? You were here? Then, the reporters why?” Orion wonders.
“What? Ah, that. They almost all went into this house. And by the way are you okay? Then, it looks like your body is getting a bit high after sleeping, huh?” chirping Mahanta without thinking long.
If you think about it, Orion also felt that way. He went to one of the different rooms and saw his reflection from the dusty glass.
He then cleaned it up a little and saw whether what Mahanta said was true or not.
“Tuh, right?” said the girang Mahanta.
Although it's exciting news but not for Orion. Orion felt that his strength was still not enough to restore his original form. Not like a boy who is growing up right now.
“Ck! It's hard,” grunts to piss.
The ability to control fire from the outside, over time also develops. Even Orion was already able to form weapons by condensing red flames. So do not waste energy where it is the center of the power to be expended.
Even if it's enough. But to return to its original form, Orion must be able to control fire while forming it in the body. Of course it's hard on him. Because from the beginning it was impossible.
Wrong a little, he'll die again.
“Do not until it happens. I have to meet Chameleon with my true form. And see what he actually did until the people around him knew, that he was raising slaves.” Orion.
The tep! Mahanta patted his shoulder, immediately Orion was shocked and then looked back.
“Orion, looks like your face is upset?”
“Nothing. By the way what are you doing in my house?” ask Orion.
“Don't say things related to you. Later if other members know, will runyam,” said Mahanta while closing Orion's mouth.
“Good. I think I understand why you came here. But I leave no trace here. And, there are things I should look for in my house.”
With the arrival of Mahanta it was clear that they were about to investigate Orion. That's what Orion thinks.
“No. We were not initially investigating you because Miss Gista forbade it from the beginning,” Mahanta explained.
“What?” Sontak did not believe that Gista would do that. Though Orion had thought that Gista investigated it all out.
“There's a crazy woman in this house. Also, there were some residents in this area to talk about that woman experiencing suspended animation for a long period of time.”
Then Mahanta showed the body in the corner of the room with a lump of cloth that covered his body a little.
“Then, this, the body that may have been buried and then taken back by the woman,” continued Mahanta.
The body is so clear it seems but his face is not too visible because some of the body has become bones.
A feeling of horror gained, Orion looked at him with a puzzling premonition. Like a familiar taste, it was as if Orion knew him.
“You think this is your home, right? So, can you tell me something about their whereabouts?”
“Series something? I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about.”
“Yes, I had absolutely no idea it was just talk. Moreover, this face is already broken, right? How could I recognize him,” Orion said.
“Wait a minute, Orion, how old were you when you died?” mahanta asked as he held his head and closed his eyes.
Orion was silent for a while. Then he took a deep breath as he lowered his head. After a moment of calm, he finally replied by looking at Mahanta.
“I divorced my wife shortly before she died. So I live alone here,” Orion replied in a low voice.
Mahanta looked around, making sure no one else was approaching them. Although it was actually too late to be sure because Orion had already answered him first.
“Then, who is that woman and why is this body there, huh? Looks like this should be investigated more deeply.”
“You're right. So, that's the only reason you came here?”
“Yes, that woman is a NED Warrior. He died of torpor about a few years ago. And he got up about an hour earlier,” explained Mahanta.
“If only to say he was in my house with the bodies of others. I won't understand,” Orion said as he sat closer to a nearby body.
“Later to show you, Orion.”
“Ya, alright.”
Orion then moved from there, and went to the room next to him. He was looking for something, which might be very valuable.
Mahanta approached him and asked, “What are you looking for? My subordinates may have moved the stuff there somewhere.”
“Anting,” Orion reply.
“Things are like that, hard to find Orion. My subordinates also only moved a few large items. Is it possible in a cardboard box?” think Mahanta.
“No. I put it in a drawer. But it seems like nothing. Ah, yes it is.”
Because the item he was looking for did not meet, in the end Orion forgot it.
Now he is interested in the body of a teenage girl lying on the floor.
“Orion, I forgot to say this one thing. The woman holds a picture of a man. Is that you?” mahanta asked as his index finger pointed at a photo displayed on a small table.
Orion's eyes were fixed on Mahanta's finger pointing towards the photo. He's surprised. Then without checking more clearly who the photo is, Orion actually approached the female body.
“Hei, Orion! Why?”
Mahanta was clearly panicking because Orion suddenly approached his body again. And again, Orion's expression was completely unusual. It was as if what was being sought had been found.
“This woman at a glance looks like her, but her stature is too young.”
Orion stared at the skull for longer. His forehead creased as his mind floated in one direction, thinking who this body really was.
The tip of his finger let out a small flame then formed densely with a pointed tip.
“Orion, what do you want to do?” mahanta's asking is getting panicked.
Srats! Orion slashed his palm, a drop of blood flowing into the body's esophagus.
“Orion!” call Mahanta and pull his wounded hand.