True Martial Arts
Meet Maheswari

I choose to go around. See if there is any work he can help.

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Nightfall. Pranors who had recovered sufficiently began to prepare tents and clean up the remaining building debris to welcome the expert healers. They were more excited when they found out that Maheswari was in the group.

It was waiting at the entrance of the city, the place where the healers would come. Other Pranor saw Kala as the most enthusiastic person in welcoming Maheswari so that he might be one of the big fans of the beautiful healer, but they could not say anything because Kala had been very meritorious to them.

The long-awaited group finally came. Crowds of healers on foot entered the city. The clothes they wore were all white and they also carried torches that emitted white flames, looking very harmonious.

The healers numbered in the tens, with the average being a male healer seeking experience in the field. There were not many female healers, but Kala did not see Maheswari present there at all. Supposedly, from the shape of his body, Maheswari was striking.

Unfortunately, there were some female healers who wore robes and masks to cover their faces, so Kala could not confirm whether Maheswari was among them or not.

"Perhaps among the closed-clothed healers, there is Mahes, "" he murmured softly.

When he did not give up, he chose to follow the group of healers from behind, unceremoniously. Let it be in the spotlight, let Maheswari approach him alone.

They received a warm welcome from the waiting princes. Tides of eyes stared with jelly, but still could not see the existence of Maheswari. The fate of getting bird news, which is not always true.

The group of healers entered the pre-prepared tent. There are two tents, one for men and one for women.

Kala wanted to rush into the women's tent and question them one after the other, but his steps were confronted impolitely by a well-armed guard. Kala's face turned cold.

"Not just anyone can, especially men," the guard said.

"I have business, please don't make things difficult for you." Kala replied in a flat tone.

"What business?"

"The ones you don't need to know."

"Then I won't let you inside."

"Lake in."

"Go."

"Lake in."

"Did? Who the fuck are you? I told you to go, then go!" The guard started to draw his sword.

Kala immediately gave off a murderous aura, he had already killed many Destructive Beasts plus one Spirit Beast and that was enough to scare Pranor in front of him. The gunman also let out a murderous lust, they clashed fiercely even in a state of silence. It could not be seen that they were fighting.

The killing aura they released was overwhelming. People around can also feel the same way, some choose to stay away because they can not stand it, but there are also those who choose to immediately strok.

"What is this?!" exclaimed a middle-aged man who came to them with a face that was not good.

Kala immediately drew out his murderous aura as he realized that the person who came was the man who gave him the Prana Essence during the war. The armed prince also attracted his murderous aura.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to meet someone inside, but this guard didn't give me a chance" Kala said.

"I was given the task of guarding this tent" said the Pranor.

The middle-aged man examined Kala's face. Looks as calm as water. There is no evil intent. Kala clearly had a strong reason for his request.

"Who gave you this assignment?" ask the old man again.

"Then let this young man in."

"What are you?!"

The man did not say much, but surprisingly pulled his own hair, as if his facial skin was attracted and displayed the face of another middle-aged man.

Suddenly, the guard knelt down with his whole body trembling.

"I am Yudhishthira, do you recognize me?"

"Patriark .. forgive me for not being wise enough to recognize you before!" The guard dropped his sword and turned towards the seemingly half-power man named Yudishthira.

"You let him in or I'll report your actions to the elders so he can report you to me!" he said it was convoluted, but it could be understood by the Pranor.

Kala himself did not expect that this man was the leader of the Northern Wind College!

According to his teacher's narration while recounting the martial well, Yudistira should have advanced strength after the Spirit Crystal Realm which was a mid-level Spirit Formation Realm.

However, the leader of the North Wind College was indeed famous for being good at disguise. It was no surprise to learn that he could hide the aura of the Spirit Formation Realm and display it into the aura of the Spirit Crystal Realm when the war broke out in this city two weeks ago.

"Please come in, brother, forgive me for my attitude." The guard invited Kala in.

Kala immediately thanked Yudishthira. The middle-aged man nodded back and he advised Kala to meet him at the city park later that night. Kala knew the location of the city park, so he approved the request.

Kala entered the tent of the female healer after saying hello. The atmosphere turned awkward because this tent did not have a bulkhead in every room, so Kala could see the entire bed and all of his physicians who were calm. They all stared at Kala sharply. He broke out in cold sweat and smiled stiffly.

Not wanting to linger in that place, Kala immediately combed through the room with her eyes. But it seems he came too soon, because the healers who had been wearing masks and robes were still belium had taken it off.

Kala shook his head slowly and turned around and walked out of the tent.

Pranor who was on guard glanced at Kala in surprise, but did not dare to ask him anything.

A few steps later, there was the voice of a woman who was both smooth and soothing. Calling Kala's name from behind. That voice was the voice he recognized. The voice he sought. Kala smiled widely.

"Brother, wait!"

Kala turned around and found the face she had been waiting for. It was the face of Maheswari. True said his teacher, Maheswari did not experience aging at all because he was a Spirit Crystal Realm-level Pranor. Her face is perfect!

"Are you Kala Piningit?"

"Not." Smiling is getting wider.

"Ah, I saw it wrong. Forgive me for interrupting your steps, brother." Maheswari looked down in disappointment before turning back.

"Sir Mahes." Kala called out to him as Maheswari was about to enter the tent.

The woman turned around, she stared fixedly at Kala. "When?"

Kala nodded with a smile. "Yes, it's me."

Suddenly Maheswari ran. Then hold Kala tightly, like it will lose the young man forever if not continue to hold him!

Kala did not know what to do, but clearly he did not have the intention to return Maheswari's embrace. He could not think because a moment later, he felt warm water running down his neck. Maheswari crying!