THE SKY SWORDSMAN
Ch 21 - Sacrifice of Malaga
All the soldiers scattered all over the school looking for Firon's body but did not find it.
“What should I say to General Moo if I can't find the body of the boy?” Commander Jio was sure General Moo would definitely scold him if he did not bring Firon's corpse before him.
“Why can the boy disappear?” Benak Commander Jio kept wondering.
Commander Jio's worried face turned into a smile when he found a solution to the problem.
“Soldiers, collect all the boys who are in this school!” Commander Jio seemed so sure of his plan.
The soldiers then managed to gather all the students in the school. One by one the students were carefully looked at by Commander Jio. Commander Jio then selects a student among dozens of students.
“The others are back in, I don't need you guys. I just need this kid!” Commander Jio stared intently at the boy he had just chosen. The boy had a somewhat similar look to Firon.
Mr. Murai, Master Guyo and several seriously injured warriors who witnessed Commander Jio's actions were confused, but did not dare to argue let alone fight back. They were then led into a room and then locked up.
After the soldiers had all returned, Komanda Jio then ordered to seal the entire area of the school building with the sealing science possessed by the Elite Army.
“Burn this school and make sure everything dies!”
One of the soldiers used the fire element and then burned the school building. The fire quickly burned down the entire school building. Within minutes, the school building was reduced to rubble.
“Now kill the boy and take his head for us to bring before General Moo!” Commander Jio directed his gaze towards the boy he had chosen earlier. The boy looked trembling.
With a single slash one of the soldiers made, the poor boy's head then rolled on the ground leaving his body.
Commander Jio and his entire army then left the place with the head of the poor boy who had no idea what his name was in lieu of Firon's head. Surely Commander Jio was planning to tell General Moo that the head he was under was Firon's head.
After stepping a few steps away from the school gate, Commander Jio only realized something, “Why didn't he hear a shout huh?.”
There were already two strange things that happened before the eyes of Commander Jio. First when Firon's body suddenly disappeared, and the second when no one shouted as the school building and the people inside were burned.
Commander Jio was initially troubled by the matter, but he preferred not to care about it anymore. He just wanted to leave the place he thought was strange.
The view from the hill where Malaga stands looks very beautiful. The hill that extends around Turtle City which is now named “South Mojo” town shaped U which the south side is a sunken beach so that the area of South Mojo City looks like a lip smiling towards the hill.
Malaga could see clearly the School where Firon used to study had been on fire. A huge fire burned down all parts of the school. Only gates without doors and fences as tall as adults have survived the rampage of the Red Jago.
Malaga checked the pulse on Firon's wrist. The look on his face depicted a great worry.
Despite realizing that Firon was still alive, and was shocked by the fact, Malaga still showed great concern from the look on his face.
“This child will not survive until tomorrow” Murmured Malaga while staring at Firon and then turn his gaze towards the sky.
“I can't protect his son, now I can't save his grandson either! Should this be said in return?”
With such thoughts twinkling in his mind, Malaga then found himself with only one solution. The sacrifice.
“This is my only path, and I should take it with pleasure!”
Malaga then stood straight facing Firon who was lying on the ground. He flapped his wings seven times and covered his entire body with them. Wing
what wrapped it was as if it had turned into a silk cloth wrapped around him until he now looked like a cocoon and slowly turned into a ball of dark blue light as big as a horse carriage wheel. The ball of light then slowly moved until it was in a position just above Firon's body. The ball of light then touched Firon's body and melted and fused with all parts of Firon's body.
Firon's body floated two meters high from the ground. The light that enveloped his entire body grew bigger until in the end the light became dim and almost extinguished. Firon's body then descended upon the ground very slowly, as if someone had placed it very carefully.
The atmosphere that had originally seemed bright suddenly turned gray. Granules of water slowly fell on Firon's face that looked radiant. The sky seemed sad to witness the sacrifice made by Malaga.
The sky seemed to stretch not to let Malaga the crown prince, the successor of King Lagalu the ruler of the Land of Obix sacrificed himself only for the sake of a demigod child who had been orphaned
and on the verge of death.
The sky that had only poured out a speck after a speck of water, now emitted a thunderous sound that echoed and shook to earth. The rain is falling on the earth. But strangely enough, the rain water was as close as touching neither Firon's skin nor clothes. The light that enveloped him seemed to protect him from the rain.
Suddenly an old man dressed in a white robe with long, gray hair floated not far from where Firon was still lying. The old man was holding a stick that was my length adorned with feathers that were right at the end of the stick.
“Thank you Prince, you have saved my grandson!” Sintoga muttered that Malaga sacrificed herself to save Firon.
Sintoga then grabbed Firon's seven-year-old body and carried it. He then flew towards the east at high speed.
In just a relatively short time, Sintoga arrived on the black continent and then stopped just above a lake. He looked at the ranks of lotus flowers that grew neatly in the lake before deciding to land his feet near the lip of the lake.
“Now I will take care of you to make amends for your mother in the past!”
Sintoga looked at Firon meaningfully. He was determined to guard Firon despite having to break the laws of the heavens.