Sahir Mirah Bengis Hatma System
chapter 08

Hatma gasped for breath after finishing off his enemy, not his opponent's half-hearted, weak neither strong. Makes Hatma annoyed by it. Hatma looked at the storage, leaving her aghast if the gift was two swords and a pair of protectors.

A sudden light gushed out the sword along with the Combat Cloak, Hatma tried to wear it. With plates or flat metal as chest protector, along with two leather gloves fitted with iron in each handbook gives the impression of a medieval.

"Hatma thinks this is pretty cool. But it's rather striking that it looks like someone else," he murmured.

He looked over at his shoulder, only to realize that shoulder and knee protectors were also present. Which was on his mind at the moment, why were there no shoes? He did not expect to use the full top while his footwear was sandal.

"Ah, there are some open skills and slingshots. Then, there's one open magic? Gegana?" Inner Hatma.

This young man was about to experiment before using, while he had not yet used this magic, there was a description of this magic. This made Hatma gasp in shock, because during the use of tantrums and skills there is no description of what techniques or styles will be used.

Gegana, Gegana is the highest level of magic in the lightning element skill. Attack in the form of lightning strikes the target, the impact of damage is so great that it can leave a kind of crater mark on the ground. This magic is not used haphazardly and requires media.

"This could be the ultimate weapon, Hatma will use this magic when fighting powerful enemies only. After all, there were still open skills.."

[Mandatory duty: kill Reza]

[Gift: ???]

[Consequences of failure: ???]

Hatma's eyes widened in shock as she found the words on the screen in her vision, she read this sentence over and over again, but the results remained the same. When he intended to step back towards his house, there was the sound of a dog howling long and loud like he was in pain.

He looked around, realizing the air in this place was a bit strange. Deciding to wander around for a while Hatma stepped foot, not taking off the Combat Cloak and holding his sword without putting it into the sheath.

"What did that task mean? Previously ordered to be friends. now.."

Hatma's feet stopped moving. He saw another new target smoking. Not a new sight, Hatma has seen Reza smoking repeatedly. Hatma was silent without the slightest movement, especially her breathing was so regular or manual as if she did not need.

Reza's view attached to space, as if he was daydreaming himself trying to release the burden on his shoulders, for a while. He sighed while biting his hands, pale hands that contained long fingernails like having abnormalities in the arm for Hatma to bite his lips.

"real right. Reza is seora-no, a Rablis is half-human.." Inwardly.

Hatma pulled the Twin Sord from the sword sheath, as soon as it would be swung by the cracked blade of Sord and show smoke poking out and breaking after. Hatma gaped for a long time to find his weapon damaged, even though several counts were used.

[Do you want to fix the Twin Sord?]

[Cost: age 1 day]

[Yes/No]

The reaction of this man smiled wryly at the cost of such an expensive repair, he preferred to use his new sword. Although rather large and difficult to use, Hatma thought that later he would get used to the weapon. What was being thought out loud by him was Reza, Reza silently looked at the sky only to amaze Hatma.

"What does he want to do?" Hatma asked herself as she threw the Twin Sord into the trash.

Coinciding with the moon covered with clouds for the moonlight not to hit it, Reza suddenly stretched and pulled his hand like he was rebelling on something. Therefore, Hatma is alert to be prepared against all threats.

"What the fuck is that! It was crazy that both feet were," Hatma said grumbling on her bed.

***

Reza keeps the phone close to the ear, when after turning off his phone, Reza smiles cheerfully at the news and a solicitation that makes him happy not to be upset. He turned to the side to find Silvi walking, with Silvi's face moping like she was feeling sad.

"Great bosenin. We go to the cafe, there is a new game installed!" Invite Reza with a happy face.

"A little interest," replied Silvi spontaneously.

"Ehhhh.." Reza looked disappointed and said, "this time Hatma also followed. He's got me playing there."

Silvi clasped the glass in hand, smashing the object into pieces creating fear in Reza. Those who had just returned from school, rushed to the internet shop, then found Hatma waiting while sitting in a chair staring at a computer screen.

"Ngee. Hatma playing at the cafe, this is the first time really.."

"No, Reza pay attention again deh. he again made a file for the ICT lesson task tau," Silvi replied in response to Reza's reaction that found Hatma.

Reza's face and expression seemed to say, 'oh so' while discouraged hope was not fulfilled. They both passed through the door, after approaching Hatma, Hatma glanced at these two teenagers with a sharp gaze.

Silvi paid no heed to that. He sits on Hatma's side seat, as long as Reza meets the cafe guard and talks to him, Hatma now stops activities. He stood up, then found the reaction along with the response of the cafe guards is not at all strange.

"It was clear that Reza was rampaging in this place and that person was affected as well, but why would they be able to talk so casually?" Inwardly Hatma thought hard weighing the decision.

The count of minutes then passed, the three of them jokingly quite familiar even though Silvi mastered the conversation. All Hatma's movements were minimal, however, his eyes continued to observe and look around even though the sound of marbles was heeded by Hatma was very small.

"Hatmas. How can you take Reza while I don't?" Tanya Silvi put on a frown.

"just simple. You're a girl" he replied.

"If I were a man" Silvi barely heard.

"No, if you guys can't marry Hatma and have kids dong.." Reza picked up and entered their conversation. Sparking anger stop at Silvi who is being adem ayem disturbed.

Hatma was breathing in the middle of the two teenagers quarrel, this check involving Hatma made him upset. He stared at the faces of the two of them, a spurt of words coming out without a single burden, publishing his sweet memories.

What good is strength if it loses the most important thing to the public. Hatma weighed in on her decision to kill Reza, but this time she found it difficult to choose a decision without any options or options.

Hatma gulps. He slowly pulled a knife, while intending to activate the tantrum, Reza patted him on the shoulder with a happy facial expression. Suddenly at once Hatma also clucked in annoyance and looked at him sharply.

"N-Ngapain did you see my face like that?" Trembling with excitement Reza asked.

"Death," said Hatma.

"Ughhh!" Reza's eyes widened as he felt the pain of Hatma's spontaneous actions just now.