SATRIO.
CH 119

Pandji sat opposite Mika, around her sat both the old man and also Oma Dina.

"It feels strange," muttered Pandji looking around. His eyes twirled involuntarily combing through the room that was clearly just them.

"That's just the aura of the magic book in front of you," Ayahanda Pandji replied briefly.

The moonlight broke through the glass and reflected the shadows of the bookshelves lined up there. The change in air was felt by all those who were sitting in the library. Warm and pressing.

Suddenly, Pandji feels shrouded by an invisible curtain. Separate him and Mika with her surroundings. While the air and pressure felt heavier, it felt like he was diving into the bottom of the lake.

"Mas Pandji …." One soft voice called out the name of the young man who was closing his eyes regulating the breath and mana in his body.

Opening his eyesight slowly, Pandji finds Mika smiling mysteriously at him. A smile and expression that Pandji had never seen was on Mika. More like the expression Asih Jati than Mika he knew.

"Current?" tanya Pandji looked straight into Mika's eyes. "Are you that? You're definitely not Mika!"

"I borrowed your body of guards, I am also not Asih Jati," replied the woman who possessed Mika's body. His voice echoed in Pandji's ears, having a high level of mind magic effect.

"Who? But you are so similar to Asih, so is your aura. Can I guess? You must have a relationship with Damar Jati's wife!" chase Pandji refuses to dissolve in the mystical sound of Mika's mouth.

Pandji was not able to keep the curiosity, the young man continued to railed with many questions and also his logical statements.

"I'm the owner of the magic book you're holding. My relationship with Asih Jati can not be explained now," said the witch spirit in Mika's body. "I came to open the book of inheritance you found. I mean the book I passed on to you! Open now because there is not much time!"

Pandji opened the ancient book slowly, afraid of damaging the worn out paper that previously only looked like plain sheets.

Mika cast a spell slowly and the handwriting appeared little by little on each sheet. Seeing the miracle, instead of being amazed. Pandji complained in his heart.

Gosh, should I read a book written in this ancient kawi script?

"Uhuk .. By the way you live in what century, Asih? Didn't the kawi script exist in the eighteenth to sixteen centuries?"

Mika who was called Asih by Pandji smiled faintly, "I am indeed not young anymore now, once again I am not Asih. My sister's that …."

"Ehm .. So you're brothers? I expected!"

Feeling the release of speaking, Mika kept silent and returned an awkward smile. "There are some very dangerous primary magic that I wrote in the book. Forbidden magic! Which is most important to your needs, Mas Pandji?"

"How can I choose if I don't know what magic is in this ancient book?" Pandji stared demandingly, "Maybe shut down the small portals that have opened in the eastern part of Java?!"

“Alright, I will explain some of the most important things the contents of the book. The first part of the book is the magic of soul transference, "appointing a beautiful witch from inside Mika's body to a kawi script written in the form of a human body. Persis.

Hearing that, Pandji's body trembled violently. His soul seems to be loose and outside the body, pain does not flutter to the head and then spread throughout the body, to the smallest parts of the body such as the cell nucleus and the nervous system.

Pandji floundered like a man was dying when one subtle hand snatched his consciousness.

Dark, Pandji's eyes closed tightly, only his ears still heard the spell no longer far away. But it was getting closer to being whispered in his ear, implanted in his brain, permanent in his memory.

“Wake up, Den nice Abisatya! Mas Pandji!” command that soft voice with magical power that Pandji cannot resist.

" … " Pandji frowned long enough to look at Mika. "Am I okay? Why is that magic spell still ringing and spinning inside my head that feels so little ... dizzy?"

"It's a magic spell to remove the soul from the body and move it on a new body, it's a magic that the devil wants that will rule your body" Mika explained with a cold face.

"Wow ... sounds cool, like a life-depriving spell?"

"Yes, the difference is that the abandoned body does not die and can be used by anyone!"

"If it's that easy to move a soul, why would they want my body? Isn't it in this world above the heavens many heavens? Many bodies are more special than me?"

As usual, Pandji kept asking a lot of questions with curiosity, with various possibilities in his young brain that deny the condition of his body.

“Unfortunately your body is one of the best, and it is suitable for use by the devils.”

“Yes yes I know you want to say because I was born on this shit day right?”

“You were born with the crown prince of their clan, your talent and strength are like being swapped .. So he feels entitled to take your body, maybe that's the logic! He will cast this magic spell to drive your soul away to hell!"

Pandji only nodded a few times listening to any explanation related to soul transference.

It's worth it to be included in forbidden magic. How not? Taking out human lives is as easy as singing my balloon there are five!

"Alright, I'm starting to understand how it works. I'll ask you later if anyone is missed," Pandji said in surprise. She was now not sure that her parents could hear her talk with Mika. Pandji himself feels no other element of life other than Mika's.

"I don't know if I'll be able to come again after tonight!"

"you mean? Where are you going?"

The magician in Mika's body smiled faintly, not answering Pandji's question but pointing into a sheet that opened automatically following his wishes. "The next forbidden magic you need to learn is the power of the blood sword."

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