ARYA MAHESA
This Is Not a Dream

Whatever had just landed, suddenly made the hundreds of warriors who looked to be standing guard there shocked.

All were convinced that the thing came with considerable deep power. Only, they did not know about it, until all of them heard the voice of a girl, swearing from behind the dust gathered in the area.

"Cih, it turns out I'm overreacting ... "

Everyone's eyes widened as the dust began to fade, and found the girl they were sure of coming from the Western Continent had stood up while patting her clothes, which looked dirty.

As everything fell silent, Ciel who had already realized where he landed, immediately circulated his gaze.

He knew he was most likely in danger. It was just that, having gone through many life-staking battles previously, and confident that the other three would arrive there soon enough, the girl used the opportunity to study the circumstances around her.

Calmly Ciel noticed the entire scene that was there. And he already knew that there were hundreds of earth realm warriors, who were now looking at him. In fact, by now Ciel had finished counting their numbers, even those inside a tent.

However, the thing that caught his attention was the existence of a small wooden stage, but high enough in the middle of the field.

It wasn't the stage that came to the attention of the girl who had just landed from the air. But what is on that stage.

There, he saw a middle-aged man being tied up. His body was filled with wounds and drenched in blood that seemed to have begun to dry up.

No need to guess what happened to that man. Just by looking at it, it was certain that he had just been tortured.

However, Ciel could feel the inner power of the man still present. A sign that he is still alive.

The girl's brain thought fast. It didn't take long, he could deduce that the person was Tungkeh Aram. Sultan of the land where he is now.

This explains that what Tungkeh Aji said to his son, is not just a possibility. However, the young man's testimony leads to a fact.

There is something that the Sultan is protecting, in this country. However, until now, Ciel did not know exactly what objects made a Sultan who had been suspected of cooperating with the foreign party, willing to risk the people of his country even his own life.

"Hey, Miss ... Who're you?!"

Finally, after a while, someone made a sound. This was far from enough for Ciel to get ready if he had to fight.

However, the girl tried to calm down, to buy some time.

Ciel turned towards one of the swordsmen who asked. Then, in pointing to himself, with a face made up, astonished.

"I, did you just ask, who am I?"

The fighter scrunched his forehead. Seen from anywhere, the girl who asked him back, was only an oendekar who was much inferior to him.

However, if you look at how he came. Supposedly, with his inner strength, the girl's body had already been shattered or at least broken.

However, seeing the girl was okay. That made the warrior a little wary.

"Yes, I'm asking you and, how did you come up that way?"

Ciel pretended to be surprised upon hearing the question from the swordsman.

"Oh, that's ... Look, hmm ... " He seemed to think, trying to remember how it happened. A few moments later, he answered.

"I jumped quite high, and found myself ending up in this place."

Indeed, there was no reasonable answer if Ciel answered him with something different from reality. In fact, when she was telling the truth just like this, the girl herself doubted the answer.

Just as the swordsman was about to say again, someone who had just walked out of the tent, shouted loudly at everyone who was there.

"Hey, you ... Why are you letting strangers in the middle of this field? Isn't the order for that obvious?"

That one voice that had just appeared, made the atmosphere there instantly change. Just then, Ciel could feel a change from the way all the warriors were looking at him.

With his eyes, Ciel could see with the energy changes present on some of the warriors nearby. A sign that the warriors will first attack him.

"Well .. I don't think I'll be able to delay it for so long. But, if you insist, then I will gladly accompany you to play."

If the words they heard were to come out of the fifth level earth realm swordsman and up, perhaps it would not sound like a joke.

However, as soon as the sentence came out of the middle-tier King's swordsman's mouth, it somehow irritated them.

It is also compounded by the addition of one other fact. That is, the King's warrior was a young woman. Suddenly, at this moment all the oendekars there became angry.

Forgetting how it came, one of the first level earth realm swordsmen immediately scattered while flicking his sword while shouting, angry.

"Damn, did you underestimate us ... I'll split your little body ... "

Almost everyone who was there thought that the girl would try to avoid the direct attack.

But, apparently not. All eyes saw clearly, even for just a brief moment, before the swordsman landed, a smile fell on the little lips of the girl.

Ciel, with the strength of her eyes, has the advantage of looking at the solah. At high speed, it was possible that the swordsman could hurt him.

Only, there was one thing that everyone who was there did not know. It's still unusual, but it's real. In front of this beautiful girl, their shortness level had absolutely no impact on her.

Just one step forward, and with the prana strength released at the tip of his hand, Ciel saw the gap that became the swordsman's weakness, being caught off guard by anger.

So, once the swordsman landed on the ground. It was not his sword that could split the girl's body. Because her sword was currently still drawn high into the air, while the little hand of the girl had lodged in her chest.

"Scope ... "

Ciel pulled two of his fingers which had just made a hole in the left chest cavity of the swordsman, and blew his heart out.

The girl rubbed her blood-soaked finger on the swordsman's clothes, before she turned around and walked over to the warriors who were believed to be intent on attacking her earlier.

Meanwhile, behind him all eyes saw his friend still standing with blood rushing from his clothes to the ground.

"I've been honest, but you chose not to believe. So let's finish it right now."

"Busk ... "

The sound of bodies collapsing from their friend, made their gaze diverted for a while.

They still had a hard time comprehending the events, where the earth realm swordsman failed to give one attack and ended up dead with just two fingers from the girl who was only a medium-level king swordsman only.

However, this was not enough to surprise them. That was because, as they looked back at the girl, somehow, now in the girl's hand, had been holding a bow, with four arrows, which were already ready to slide when one other hand, took it off.

"Well, I don't think you can understand what's going on, can you? ... But it's a pity, because this is not a dream ... "