Agawe

Chapter 2

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Hah Hahh Ughhh"

It was getting dark, but Agawe still had to cross a few miles. His fatigue will only be wasted if he doesn’t arrive on time because he won’t be paid then.

Agawe carried the golden coffin for more than half a day. His muscles could no longer explain the pain and were numb as well, his legs were already shaking, the climb to Tagaytay Lawin was excruciating.

Agawe looked up for a moment and wiped the sweat from his face. The mountain trail is about a mile long. It is steep so it is difficult to climb. Above it there are fogs covering the road. A reckless move and he will fall, and the golden Coffin will slide down. When that happens, even if Agawe works for the rest of his life, he won't be able to pay for it, what's worse, his sister might even be affected!

"Just a little bit, I'm close!"

Like a roaring animal, Agawe said hoarsely to himself. His muscular muscles tightened as his eyes filled with sweat, which caused his vision to blur. However, he continued to stride.

"I can still do it!"

Many times, Agawe wanted to give up. His feet weighed down, as if there were stones tied to them. However, when he thinks of the first grade medicine he will receive after that, he is even more courageous.

"Swoosh ~"

Suddenly Agawe's legs slipped, and the big Golden coffin began to slide.He paled in fear. In case the coffin falls, he don’t even want to think what will his fate be if that happens.

"Hoy!"

He shouted as he wrapped the iron chains a few circles around his hand and his fingers; he gripped the chains with a grip. He bent forward, and his knees fell tightly into the mud, trying to lighten the felt weight of the sliding golden coffin.

After dragging about six to nine feet, Agawe was finally able to stabilize his body, and the coffin stopped sliding. However, his knees and hands were swollen from rubbing the ground. There was even blood flowing from his wounds.

"Aba, aba!"

After making sure everything was fine, Agawe took a deep breath. Although he was wounded, the most fortunate is that the coffin did not fall. Otherwise, he would not benefit from a day's work.

After resting a bit, he began to move forward. He finally reached the top of the ridge before sunset. When he saw the rows of golden coffins glowing, Agawe breathed a sigh of relief.

The top of the ridge is wide. Its two sides are raised, so that the ridge looks like a hawk with outstretched wings, soaring. That is why it was named Tagaytay Lawin.

The ridge is a tomb of several tribes. The Pamilya Bulan occupied it by force. The Pamilya Bulan is the lord of the Maharlika Kingdom. Every tribe and family within a few hundred square miles of the Maharlika had to abide by the Pamilya Bulan. For them, forcibly occupying a ridge is just a small thing.

There were a number of people at the top of the ridge. There are Silver Wolves, formation creators, and some elders who have finished their jobs as tagabuhat, and are awaiting their payment.

"Such a young Tagabuhat?"

A beautiful young woman wearing a white dress made of fox fur is sitting on a Silver Wolf. She was only about 16 years old. With a silver whip in her hand, she has a wonderful and elegant look.

She was a little shocked to see Agawe. Why would he lift a coffin at such a young age? Agawe is half naked, young and handsome. His muscles all over his body were strong and sturdy. He was pleasant to look upon, especially the elusive and fierce presence; it is quite inviting to women.

"Yes, Miss Mayari!"

The leader of the umabuy next to him, Lingga, replied, "It is very difficult to find tagabuhat. Although Agawe is not a full -fledged warrior he was born with unique strength. And because he was willing to do so, I myself made a decision and accepted him. "

"All right."

Mayari stopped staring at Agawe. For her, people who can’t cultivate Kila’s energy are losers and have nowhere to go in life so they just deserve to do the minimum work; the coffin Carriers.

Agawe pulled the coffin to the designated location. He rested for a moment, and then pulled out a black quite thick jacket from the old bag on his back and put it on.

Not that he wasn't afraid of the extreme cold and rain, but he had to carry the coffin on his shoulder and when that happens, he could easily soil his jacket. Every piece of cloth in it was labored by his sister. He values ​​the jacket too much to wear it.

Later, some more tagabuhat arrived. Agawe counted them; there were 17 tagabuhat in total with him. All the other tagabuhat are elderly warriors, at least in their 50s. It can be seen that the young people in the Maharlika did not accept the job of carrying the coffin.

"Oh, go ahead and get your payments."

The leader of the umabuy Lingga jumped from behind the silver wolf, and then he walked and stood in front of the people. He looked at an old man and asked, "Two-hundred gold leaves, mysterious godlike pill, first grade medicine, or First grading artifact, which will you choose?"

That old man said in a determined way, " mysterious godlike pill!"

Lingga took out two stone-green boxes from the pocket inside his dress and threw them at the old man. This man carried two coffins today. He is an absolute warrior, even though he has only entered the Maysa Realm, which is the lowest of all the realm, but he is still stronger than Agawe.

"And you too?"

Lingga looked at another old man. The old man also resolutely replied, "Apo, I also want two mysterious godlike pill."

Lingga was not surprised that they all wanted the mysterious godlike pill.

These elders are in the middle or last stage of the Maysa Realm. Clearly they want to make a breakthrough and step into the next Realm with the help of the mysterious godlike pill. If they succeed and step into the Dwa Realm, not only will they have a longer life, but they will also have extraordinary strength.

"Agawe, you too?" Lingga asked. Agawe replied, "I want first grade medicine."

"The First Grade Medicine?"

LIngga frowned. The other old men shook their heads beside Agawe. Lingga thought for a moment in silence and said, "Agawe, The First Grade Medicine can only purify your body and increase your strength, but you have to understand that only brute force is useless. To be a warrior , the Kila energy is the stepping stone. How about this, I'll just give you a golden leaf and I’m sure that’s enough to fix your life? "

"Thank you, Apo. But First Grade Medicine is what I want," Agawe said stiffly.

Lingga has no choice but to give what he wants. He took out a yellow jade and gave it to Agawe. Agawe opened the box and saw a rectangular medicine with a yellowish brown color, which gave off its fragrance. The smile wrote all over his face.

"Stupid ..."

Seeing the enthusiasm in Agawe's eyes, Mayari gave a teasing smile. For her, Agawe knew nothing about cultivation.

The Maysa Realm, Dwa Realm, Tallo Realm, Uppat Realm, Limal Realm, Innem Realm, and Pito Realm!

This is the path of cultivation of Kila energy followed by the warriors in the Royal. Each time they ascend to the next Realm, their strength will increase rapidly. With enough strength, they could divide the mountains and flat cities; they can even destroy the whole heaven and earth with just one wave of the arm.

After cultivation, a warrior can have great strength, soar into the skies, and can have endless wealth and glory. They can be a Datu in a city, a Realm, or can be the Lord of all creatures.-

In general, Kila energy is the foundation for everything. Without it, they will never be able to enter the Maysa Realm, and for the kingdoms above, they are just illusions.

Agawe is in his 14s or 15s, so why does he need First Grade Medicine? He can cultivate the strength of more than eleven thousand pounds, but what? Even the warriors at the top of the Maysa Realm can pound him to deathat any, especially the warriors in the Tallo Realm

"All right!"

Everyone received their payment quickly. Lingga waved his hands, and said, "Go back and rest, if you still want to work tomorrow, just wait at the foot of the mountain."

The night came. All of these lifters need a break. After hearing Lingga, they left the ridge and went down the hill.

Agawe felt pain all over his body and his legs were heavy. However, he wants to return to his tribe as soon as possible. Therefore, he ran as if with wings behind him and quickly disappeared into Tagaytay Lawin.

Agawe lived in the Indo tribe, about nine miles south of Tagaytay Lawin. He ran towards his tribe holding a box of jade. After a two -hour run, he finally reached the tribe.

Even though he was very tired, he did not rest. He knew outside the tribe, his sister was waiting for him to come home.

As expected!

Near the fence surrounding the tribe, Agawe saw a delicate white figure. Agawei's heart ached when he saw the figure, which had almost turned into a statue in the cold. He shouted from afar, "Sister, I'm here!"

The figure moved, showing a girl 18 or 19 years old, wearing a cape. Despite her pale face, she has an amazing beauty. She is more wonderful than the Miss of Pamilya Bulan.

However, this girl was carrying a cane in her left hand. She seems to be feeling bad. When he heard Agawe's voice, she smiled. In her smile it was as if angels had descended to earth, stunningly beautiful.

"Ate, I said don't wait for me."

Agawe stepped forward, wrapped his sister's cold hands, and said in a resentful voice, "You know your body is weak. What shall I do if you get sick?"

The girl smiled again. Staring at Agawe kindly and softly he said, "I'm worried about you. Now, let's go back. I'll cook your favorite mutton!"

"Alright!"

Agawe said with a smile as he helped the girl to walk towards the tribe. The girl is sitting on her cane. It was obvious that one of her legs was shorter than the other.

Why was she lame when she was blessed with a beautiful face? Why was Agawe born with extraordinary strength but unable to cultivate Kila's energy? The siblings seems to not have caught the attention of the Creator.

*Tagabuhat- Coffin Carriers

*Umabuy-Escort

*Datu- leader of a certain powerful family

*Abel- a specially made clothing

*Tagabuhat- ciffin carriers