Prince Regar Virmilion
Surprise

Setiawan heard the sound of horses approaching to the old barn where he lived. “Whether there are Elves approaching or those soldiers in the country who have noticed my presence,” Suman Setiawan mutters while getting out of bed and crawling grabbing both G-2 pistols lying on the floor.

As for the SS-2 rifle made by PT.Pindad Indonesia, it has been damaged by Prince Regar Virmilion as he tried to show how to use mana on Setiawan.

Setiawan filled both his pistols with bullets, preparing to shoot the Elves who were about to enter the old warehouse.

“What I will be captured by the army of this country and tortured for questioning.” Setiawan had imagined himself to be tortured as hard as in the films he watched before while still living in Jakarta.

“No-no! I'd rather die than be tortured, ” the murmur again keep pointing the G-2 pistol towards the entrance of the old warehouse.

***

Outside the old warehouse, Prince Regar Virmilion lowered his cargo.

“First of all I keep this Mother-given Sword alone,” Regar's grun brought the Sword inside.

When Regar opened the warehouse door, suddenly: “Dor! Dor ! Dor's! Dor!” the sound of gunfire from the G-2 gun was heard as Setiawan pulled the trigger.

Prince Regar Virmilion's instincts suddenly sensed, something extremely killing directed at him.

Regar clasped tightly to his Sword and channeled a deep energy into it. Even the floor of his footing became cracked as the cursed Prince put up the careless horses.

When the bullet approached Prince Regar Virmilion, it was as if he saw it and immediately parried it with his Sword. His movements were quite fast, making Setiawan dumbfounded to see it.

“Great-great-great!” Setiawan applauded Regar who was swiftly able to reflect all four bullets fired by him.

“Hahaha ... I also do not know why my reflexes are so fast so,” said Regar while laughing.

“I want to try one more time,” said Setiawan prepared to pull the trigger of his gun.

“Ja-don't!” yell out in fear. “My man is up, I need to rest absorbing Mana!” said again.

“Quickly finished, just started too,” grumbled Setiawan annoyed. “Then you can be the husband of a Queen!” taunted again. Making Prince Regar Virmilion pout.

Regar then put his sword in the corner of the old barn and went back out to pick up the books he had brought from the castle, as well as their supplies as well.

Setiawan just smiled to see the cursed Prince sulking like a child who is not loved. Regar kept quiet while packing the things he carried.

“Come on, don't sulk that way. You want to be strong, don't you?” Setiawan started speaking after a moment of silence.

“Hah ...” Regar took a deep breath, he then walked over to Setiawan and handed over the books he asked for. “Uncle just look at this book and teach me to be strong!” he said again, sitting next to him.

“Hah, Kan—”

Not finished he spoke, Setiawan immediately interrupted. “Running around the farm 50 times without using Mana!” said.

“Eh, if not use Mana will be tired, dong?” The protest of Prince Regar Virmilion.

“Why are you running out of Mana?” ask Setiawan again.

Regar thought for a moment, but did not know why he was running out of mana so quickly. Then said, “Don't know Uncle, maybe because I'm damned!” sahut doubt.

“Not that stupid!” serang Setiawan upset. ”Kan, you said that Mana was absorbed from nature. This means that it is the same as the technique of regulating breathing in the world of sports. In comparison, those who never exercise will have a weaker physical and easily tired. Instead, those who regularly exercise will have a fit body. Even a runner can run dozens of miles away by managing his breathing well.”

“Commonsense is also a theory from Uncle's world. Although there is no Mana, maybe that way I can absorb Mana more easily and efficiently,” said while moving from his seat.

Regar then went out and started running around the farm. However, just once a round he was bored, his eyes even twitched and his saliva felt dry.

“Gosh! What military exercises in the Uncle's world are so cruel, huh?” groused Regar lying on the grass.

After feeling tired, it has diminished. Regar again ran around the farm, but now with a very slow tempo.

***

Inside the old warehouse, Setiawan opened the Regar handout book and began to read it.

“This is ancient Egyptian writing!” guman Setiawan when opening the first sheet of the book. “Interesting is also the discussion about Where this is, if I learn more, maybe I can also use it,” he said again.

After reading sheet by sheet until finally Setiawan ended in the last sheet that reads Jawi script.

“This ...” Setiawan. “Means there are Indonesians who have been thrown here too,” said Setiawan, who was enthusiastic to see it.

With a smile, Setiawan began to read it, but when he started reading to the bottom. Setiawan's smile faded and turned sad.

“Hah ...” Setiawan sighed deeply. Her tears started to come out of her eyelids and flowed down her face.

“Sorry Prince Regar, maybe I won't be with you for long. I'll try to make you strong, as I promised.”

Setiawan wiped his tears and started reading other books. Seeking the weakness and advantages of the Mana to make the cursed Prince the greatest in the land of Latinaesia.

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