
The work of the artifact is like a tool that must use fuel, as well as objects in front of Dijara now. Siska takes her to the artifact exhibition, who are the parents of this girl so that she can enter this kind of event. The front furnace of Dijara uses a stove-like magic recovery potion fuel on earth, even from the shape, very similar except the fuel.
Dijara assault rifles have quite a number of disadvantages, which are detrimental. Because that weapon is not perfect. Therefore Dijara is eager to get a powerful way so that he does not always bring recovery potions, very troublesome, especially Siska offers to enter the team to help him. She doesn't like it very much.
"By the way, who your lover is, even your parents don't know."
"... She's a girl."
"Please seriously face me a little" said Siska. He sighed hearing Dijara's response. This girl understands the feelings of others, when she behaves and behaves in this way, making her think that this is karma or recompense. Dijara's attitude was indifferent.
They were on their way to Dijara's house, one thing that could make Siska have a serious conversation with this man, which was related to what he was working on lately. From Riia's informant, Siska knows that the reason Dijara rarely shows himself because he is struggling to repair his weapon.
Siska sat on a pile of firewood. He saw Dijara was unloading the tool, in his heart Siska knew that this man was trying his hardest to survive in a magical environment. If he was in this person's position, then either be an ordinary person or try as hard as he can. But Dijara was impressed to be very eager to surpass the ability of the human, he thought.
Dijara did not receive money wages from the union, got loot like magic crystals and others were better for him. Therefore Siska knows that today Dijara will make something crazy. Utilizing artifacts, Dijara used a square glass box, which was like a container of viscous liquid containing concentrated magic energy.
"Now it feels more comfortable, foam is good for the handle. Then I thought this material was better to hold than wood." he murmured to notice something.
"Nearly all men are attracted to me. Just that he doesn't care, when I try to understand this guy and get a little interested, I lose my limits. Then I like it, how about it?" Siska asked inwardly, her face flushed between the curvatures of the cheeks shyly this little smiling girl noticed him.
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The feisty teenage boy with a flowering heart, was seen by Ria this morning. When he turned to see Dijara making it look like a fretful expression, he was so blatant, that Dijara turned her head while crossing her arms and looked in wonder at father for a few seconds. They just came back after he was staying at grandpa's house creating some things.
You could say Dijara made an artifact that is a type of weapon. He tried to shoot the projectile in a row, how surprised to find the hard and expensive armor was hollow. This teenager was excited to shoot everything she had, in Riia's perspective, like seeing her have a magic sword.
"Maybe when I first held a magic weapon, the expression of a father like you..."
"yeah. You guys let me have an adventure?"
"No, I want to find someone, no, I mean look for something new and stronger." Dijara said that, with a face expression it was difficult to utter words. At this moment Ria was silent unable to speak anymore.
This man after digesting Dijara's words immediately panicked, he thought that their son was fed up with something and other reasons. But Dijara denied to Ria, all that was not true, he wanted to find someone he wanted to meet. By snapping the father scolded his son for saying something that did not enter deacons.
Dijara realized that when the father like a determination, he looked at both feet and the interlocutor understood the purpose of the gaze. They both put their guns on each other. Ria will slash in a row, forced to throw a rifle, he uses martial arts to dispel Ria's attack. In a blind swing, Dijara is very difficult because the opponent does not hold back.
"This is my chance!" Inner Dijara.
He took a high stance, swinging the sword downward and Dijara caught the blade using both palms. Then when Riia uses energy, pushing the sword intending to cut off her hand, Riia who is in a state of being knocked out of balance suddenly Dijara uses the right momentum, Dijara nimble towards the blind spot of the human eye.
Dijara slapped the back of Riia's hand, he weakened the strength of the enemy's grip and dropped his weapon. Dijara's follow-up pulled back, slammed her with all her might, after being dropped as hard as Riaia tried to stand up. Not yet resting, Dijara pierced both legs of Riia and injured her arm.
"Well! Don't joke, Dijara, with that power you want to wander? Wait for at least you're over twenty years old, and then you get my permission!"
"Father always fought alone, because of the way of the sword that was like a raging wind and blindly it. The reason you fought with mom using a shield, it was because mom had good attacks as well as sword techniques, but the defense was quite weak and was sometimes quite careless." Dijara smiled faintly, then said, "the point is everyone always pays attention."
Mother stepped in, apparently hearing their words just now and hugged Dijara. The breath of the teenager is very clear. This woman continued to rub her son's head, a gentle caress accompanied by sweet words persuaded Dijara to stay. However, Dijara still refused and insisted on going looking for someone.
Dijara broke away from his mother's arms for the first time and said, "because you know, magic or poison weakening will not work on your child's body, you know."
They gathered to talk about what Dijara meant to leave. From the age of fifteen, they had known that Dijara was impressed again looking for someone but stopped at the beginning of the year sixteen. Seeing him making weapons, collecting the money gave confidence to Ria and Liana, their son was about to leave.
Starting from memories and dreams, Dijara did not immediately say he was reborn. But it is revealed that he continues to dream and has memories with someone, a lover. Dijara's face is very serious, close the mouths of these two people and try not to interrupt the story and Dijara's plan.
"You got permission from mom. But if there is a chance to go home, mother and father are always waiting for the arrival of my son.." cirih mother, with an expression of forced not to let go. The one that was hidden desperately.
"Don't worry, well, in this quest I won't always fight and choose to run away more for me to put my life in order to survive" Dijara said closing the meeting and ending Riia's fight, although in her heart she understood Ria prevented her from going to represent the side of Liana who did not let go of the decision.