RAKA LINGGAR: DESCENDANTS OF DEMON SLAYERS
CHAPTER 16

Got a report from Crow Rimang, Thunder just shook his head.

Meanwhile, Raka walked home full of question marks. He did not believe that he could be that determined, moreover, as if he felt his body much stronger.

Arriving at home, he called out to the Crow while scanning every tree there. The crow did not come, unlike before, the crow will come soon if called.

Raka does not know if the Crow is in a place with his teacher, after yesterday's incident, they plan to immediately train his physical and mental, especially more emotional control.

Thunder gave instructions on what to do Rimang Crow, he responded without rebuttal.

The next day Raka again called her friend who was a bird, she was very worried if the bird had flown away and did not return.

After a while, a crow swooped down and alighted on Raka's shoulder, a happy hue radiating from her face.

Raka started telling stories about yesterday's events, she told them without any less. But how surprised he was when he heard a voice of an adult man chiming in his story.

"i saw everything, man, you're too much, but I'm proud of you!"

Raka looked back and forth looking for the source of the voice, she thought it was a ghostly voice, there was a feeling of fear in her heart.

"I'm here, man, who are you looking for"

The crow spoke again.

"You..can bi..caraa...."

Raka said as she retreated away from the Crow, she patted her cheeks pretty hard, hoping it was just a dream.

As if to know what Raka was thinking, the Crow spoke again.

"You're not dreaming, man, I can talk, I'm no ordinary bird. I was sent by your great-grandfather to take care of you, remember what you once dreamed.!"

Raka still does not believe that the crow in front of her can really talk.

"Yes, I remember I was taken by a grandfather and another head like a Garuda bird"

"Let me go back to my true form, I'll tell you everything"

Raka simply replied with a doubtful nod. At once the crow turned into a blackish smoke, then the smoke formed the form of a man with a nearly perfect stature. His posture is very athletic, with a symmetrical face shape and dark skin.

All the joints Raka like loose, she fell down limply to see the unreasonable events, even she was very sure that the creature in front of her was a ghost.

"I'm not a ghost! Look at my feet, and try to touch me, I'm just like you, only I have more devotion than you, I'll teach you"

Rimang crow can really read Raka's mind. Hearing things that smell of magic, of course a child of Raka's age will immediately be interested, and at that moment the fear gradually disappeared.

Raka reached out her hand trying to touch the burly hand of the Crow. And when it was touched, Crow pulled Raka from her seat.

"Include me, my name is Crow Rimang, my teacher, the Garuda bird-headed man who came with your great-grandfather in your dreams, sent me to always take care of you and your family. Not only that, I was also assigned to teach you the science of worship"

Raka instead gawk at the explanation of the Crow. He's just a kid, his brain can't digest all the Crow's words.

"Well, it looks like I've got to start over"

The crow let out a long sigh, he was confused as to what way to explain.

The crow asked Raka to sit down, now they sat cross-legged facing the front.

"Your great-grandfather who came in your dream named Suryo Buwono, he was very powerful mandraguna. Actually he has not really died, long ago your great-grandfather chose moksa, which is to move to another realm"

Rimang Crow tried to explain in a language that was easily understood by children, and Raka also seemed very serious listening to the whole story, although his brain had to work very hard trying to believe this very nonsensical story.

"You must be wondering why yesterday when you beat 4 market goons, you seem to have doubled strength, that's because your great-grandfather and my teacher have given a little knowledge of magic through your dreams"

Raka just nodded, this time the Crow's words made her a little sure that what the Crow said was true.

"Your great-grandfather and my teacher named Guntur Jalamangkara assigned me to train you, be it martial arts, or magic. For what and why, not yet as I explain, tomorrow night we start your first practice, now come in and rest"

Raka is still only a child, despite doubts, but the shadow of being a strong and powerful child, immediately dismissed all doubts.