
“How long have we been on this trip, Dubal?” ask Uzan.
After the Prince decided to divert his goal to get the Sentafal Head, then the three of them changed direction to go in the direction indicated by Uzan, because his subconscious mind directed it.
Edgar drives Trez, replacing Dubal who is now sitting in a carriage with Uzan, Sara, and Arika.
“To know, we've been through this journey for five days, prince,” Sara said.
“Five days?” edgar's voice echoed from throughout the room. “Are you crazy? I think we're still running about two days.”
“Now it's twelvepm” Sara said slowly. He showed the chain-hanging clock he bought at Riyaal Market. His long and short needles pointed towards the number twelve. “
“Means it's been six days,” Dubal said. “The magical influence that there is the magical region of Bukit Kagar affects our time.”
“That's right,” says Sara. He looked to the side. Arika was half asleep leaning on her shoulder. “We need a break, Prince Uzan.”
“True,” says Uzan. “I just made sure we made a short trip to get to Sentafal temple, Sara.
“ Now all I see are trees, Uzan,” Edgar said. “No settlements yet near us.”
Uzan. “Forced we have to stop in the middle of the forest.”
“You sure?” edgar's voice sounded dubious.
“We must face the fact that we will not be as lucky as before, finding a vast grassland with a breeze.”
“I'm not sure if we rest there, then it won't happen what – what,” said Arika slowly.
“That's right,” Uzan approves. “We will be the target of a stranger attack so easily.”
“At least there is convenient, right?”
Dubal. “Edgar, you as a soldier also often sleep in the wilderness, right?”
“Yes, but if there is a more convenient option, why not?”
Uzan ignored Edgar's words. “Edgar, immediately find a comfortable place to live. We will rest and sleep in the middle of this forest.”
“Good..”.
Edgar traversed the darkness of the night that covered the streets in the forest, he felt annoyed when he had to face obstacles in the form of trees that fell in the middle of the road, deer that had just passed, or large rocks. But at the invitation of Uzan, he observed the streets passed by him carefully while looking for a place that would be comfortable to live, even though the location is in the middle of the forest.
Moments later, he found a place worth living to rest.
When all the passengers of the carriage came out, they found a large towering old tree. The leafy leaves expanded so much that Uzan and others found themselves overshadowed by his longing.
“I can guarantee that this tree will protect us from the scorching sun, Prince Uzan,” Sara commented.
“Thank you, Edgar,” Edgar flicked a finger with a smile. “You have found a unique and worthy place as a resting place.”
Uzan and Dubal observed the trees. The two of them looked at each other for a moment, agreeing to something, and then came back to the carriage.
Dubal said, “Do you feel that this tree contains magical powers, Arika?”
Arika shakes. “No, Mr Dubal.”
“Let's take a break soon,” Uzan circulates the view to all his colleagues. “At least we can feel comfortable here.
“Nona Sara or Arika,” Dubal looks at two colleagues. “ One of you can sleep in the train kencana.”
You can sleep in this carriage, Arika. You must be so exhausted from doing magic on the parchment.
“Alright, Sara.” Arika smiling. “Thank you, I'm tired and.”.
“Wait!” Uzan. “You better sleep inside, Sara.”
“Why, prince?” Sara furrowed her brows. “Arika is exhausted by her magic.”
Edgar. “Uzan, do you mean?”
Uzan looked around at the surroundings he was gazing at. “What I'm afraid of is, if there are magical creatures around here, besides Trez, Arika can be directly on standby.”
“How do you know, Uzan?” Edgar clucking.
Uzan held Edgar's shoulder. “You, Me, and Sara were friends with Rena in childhood. We already know about – things like this.”
“We know that we can both set up a tent outside, Arika and I can sleep in the same tent, Prince Uzan,” said Sara.
“Maybe there is a point, miss,” Dubal said. “I don't want to get too bad to think, but a bad feeling will always come in handy when we're in a foreign environment. Better, you sleep in the badges, Miss Sara.”
“Alright, Mr. Dubal,” Sara said in a flat tone.
“Please sleep outside, Arika..” says Uzan.
Arika biting lips. He felt a little upset, but the girl finally calmed down. “Alright, Prince Uzan.”
Arika took off her witch hat and threw it forward. The hat was hovering – kites. After which, the girl spread her hands forward while reciting the spell. Travel gear such as bags, suitcases, carpets, tents, and other – slowly flew out and slowly located itself around the witch,”
“Hei!” exciting Edgar. “I've seen Rena do that. Pretty practical. Better yet, we all go into the witch's hat so as not to be attacked by the night wind.
“Can't, Edgar,” said Arika annoyed. “The hat of a witch cannot be inhabited by humans. After all, the items that can be included here are also limited.
Edgar put on a pouting face. “Yah...”.
“The magician also has its own limitations, Edgar,” Sara said.
Uzan, Dubal, and Edgar pick up – items of camping goods and tents that are in the golden carriage. After allowing Sara to sleep on the carriage, the rest of the colleagues slept outside.
Arika slept in her own tent, which was built with magic, while Edgar, Uzan, and Dubal built their tent together – the same.
Arika tried to help the three men to build a tent with her magic, but when the tent had started to wake up half, the girl's body staggered – hermaids. If Uzan had not restrained his body, he would have already fallen to the ground.
“I think he is already exhausted..” Dubal said.
“Alright, Arika,” says Edgar. “Sleep..”.
Arika complied and immediately walked towards her magical tent.
After that the big tent woke up, Edgar immediately went into the tent and fell asleep instantly, leaving Uzan and Dubal still awake.
“We'll both watch the night.” Uzan said after feeding Trez with leaves strewn around the tree.
They did not inflame the bonfires around them for warmth because other than they were beside shady trees, they did not want their location now known to anyone.
Uzan and Dubal sat together on a tree trunk that fell near the banyan tree.
“It's a good thing we've had dinner after you perform a magical ritual, Prince Uzan.”
Dubal.
“Iya,” Uzan nodded. “If not, maybe we will be troubled if we have to eat in a place like this.
“By the way – says,” Dubal enforce his sitting position, “your quick decision to change the direction of destination Magical Material was quite unexpected.”
Uzan. “Hopefully you don't mind that.”
“Of course I don't mind,” Dubal shakes his head. “I mean, we all don't mind if it's your decision.”
“That I did with complete confidence.”
“Do you have a specific reason?”
Uzan gave a long sigh. He did not answer and simply observed the darkness of the forest before him. Dubal's waiting for Uzan to answer. It was possible that the question was too personal that the Prince was silent without a word.
“If you don't want to answer, don't—”
“I'll tell you about it, Dubal.” Uzan. “The story is long. Can you listen to him?”
“You can listen to my story about my meeting with Rota. So, I have no reason to state my inability to pay attention to your story.”
Uzan got off his seat. He picked up a pebble on the ground, threw it up, and caught it again. “This is all because of my childhood friend named Rafael.”