Nomad: The Warrior Page #5

to call you my son for so long.

l am proud of you.

l did my duty.

l avenged my mother.

Please tell me about her.

Everything...

l will.

l promise you.

You mother was a noble woman.

Son.

Father.

Messengers were sent

to all Kazakh tribes of the great steppe

to announce that a new leader,

given the name of Ablai,

has risen and brings hope

to all Kazakhs.

The Sultan's son, Ablai,

is sleeping.

Out of the way!

Open the gate.

Wake up.

Get up.

What is it?

l must leave.

Why?

Do you resent me

because l was chosen for the fight?

Did you always know

that you were the Sultan's son?

Of course not.

And it makes no difference to us.

We grew up together as brothers.

Only God can part us.

Even so, you must let me go.

You will understand soon enough.

l didn't tell him anything.

You did the right thing.

The people need a leader.

He mustn't leave Turkestan.

Teacher, l believe Gauhar is alive,

and l will do whatever it takes

to rescue her.

Goodbye.

God be with you, my boy.

Why didn't you stop him, Master?

l cannot change his destiny.

He was born to help you

achieve your mission.

l don't understand.

You have a special mission.

You were chosen by the stars

to unite all Kazakhs.

l shall be leaving you tomorrow.

Why?

There comes a time when a young eagle

must be thrown out of his nest

to see how he flies.

ls there anything else l need to know?

Beware of betrayal.

Oh great leader!

Sharish has been struck down in battle!

We have lost our great defender!

What is it?

Who killed him?

A new Kazakh warrior.

They call him Ablai.

Ablai is Mansur!

The child from the prophecy!

l warned you!

So he does exist.

Silence, you fool!

l will avenge him!

What news do you bring?

Oh hallowed tree of my childhood,

l've come to you for strength.

l pray for wisdom from my ancestors

and l pray for the safety

of my dear friends -

Erali and Gauhar.

Where are they now?

l need their help. . .

And l miss them. . .

Do not kill him!

Galdan wants him alive.

Again!

Sanji,

you have great aim.

Thank you, my liege.

A Kazakh warrior has been captured!

We captured the warrior

who slew Sharish!

Stop the music.

From days of old it has been

the custom of the steppe

to greet the host respectfully.

ls it not so?

When a Kazakh crosses

someone's threshold,

he puts his hand upon his heart.

But how am l to greet you

when my hands are tied

behind my back?

l see that you respect

the customs of the nomads.

But where is it written

that a warrior

can be captured away

from the battlefield?

lt was l who captured you!

l will cut your head off,

like you did my brother's.

You brother was an enemy

of my people.

l killed him in a fair fight.

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