SATRIO.
CH 66

Seeing Pandji restless, Mika's mind churned along restlessly. He was always sensitive, what Pandji felt was always contagious to him.

"So .. shall we go home?" tanya Mika noticed Pandji who still put a stagnant face behind the wheel.

"I obviously can't go anywhere, Mika. I'm being hunted," replied Pandji flatly. "Do you have any ideas?"

Mika snorted, her eyes looking straight towards the road. "It doesn't feel fair if only you can't get out of town while they can. They just can't get in and out of our house, can they?"

Pandji pulled the car over for a while, then drove again towards the ringroad north of Yogya. "I don't know if your idea will work or not, Mika!"

"The idea? What idea? I didn't say anything, Pandji!" Mika turned her head and deliberately looked at the old Pandji, demanding an explanation.

"I'll make a hexagram on the north, west, south and east ringroads. All the main roads of the city, to detect and keep maroz that have entered the human body so as not to get in and out of the city. Is that really your idea?"

Mika nodded softly, "Are you going to cover the entire city with a protective dome as well?"

"That's impossible, Mika. Besides depleting mana magic, it was also less effective. They have a portal that we don't know where, we can only prevent the one that's been fused in the human body from going anywhere."

"Then what will happen if they keep forcing out?”

“Maroz will be drawn into the hexagram and melted into ash," explains Pandji briefly.

Mika frowned, "Ohya last time you met Biantara .. isn't she just healed and harmless? But, I couldn't dodge as he ambushed me with his two swords!"

"He's a commander, Mika. I think his sister must have healed instantly, just like Biantara. They have no element of life there. It's just an empty corpse without a soul, don't hesitate to finish if you fight with them!"

Mika's head nodded small, "Bianta's sister is always looking for sensation, I'm sure soon she'll be looking for me for revenge."

"A fool like him will not use any strategy, he will always come to bother you without calculation. You can teach him a lesson when he shows up." Pandji is looking for a place to pull over and park safely.

Mika follows Pandji down and stands by the side of the road in silence, Pandji closes his eyes and looks around, looking for a safe place to make his magic hexagram.

Getting the right place, Pandji turned to Mika. "Borrow your splints!"

Mika holds out her dagger to Pandji and watches around, the day has begun to afternoon and the vehicle is starting to get crowded due to the coming hours.

“Pandji?” call Mika lirih.

“Ya?”

"The hexagram you drew is exactly the same as the one above the dagger's handle, inside the circle!"

"I've seen it, do you know what it's for?"

Mika shook her head heavily, "I once dreamed of seeing someone use that tattoo on her body. Precisely above the left chest .. is there any special meaning to the dream?"

"Ultimately ...to protect the village people from the dangers of being bullied by subtle creatures in legend, one clever person tattooed each newborn to survive to adulthood.

Because the owner of the tattoo tends to be safer, then the whole village uses it. The tattoo was finally also displayed on the heirloom in order to have magic power to eliminate certain types of supernatural beings.

The appearance of your dagger together with the maroz seems to have something to do. Just try to stick the dagger handle on Neta, I'm almost sure the creature inside her body won't be strong and will definitely come out."

Mika listened to Pandji's explanation with a skeptical gaze, "Where do you know the story?"

"Book in the library," replied Pandji lightly.

"Why didn't you tell me from yesterday that you knew?"

"First forget, both of you slept in the healing room for too long."

Mika scowled and spoke rudely, “You always take things for granted, Pandji!”

"I never consider yourself trivial" Pandji said indifferently. He headed for the car and gave a warning for Mika to quickly enter because she still had to go to three other places that would be spiked by hexagrams before nightfall.

Mika's face flushed red, confused to be proud or laughing hearing the sincerity of the young man who lately often entered her mind.

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