Looking for Mute

In a small tavern in a remote village in the southern region of Java, a conversation was taking place between two men. The light in the area was dim, with only a faintly lit lamp lighting the corner where they were seated. The atmosphere was tense as if something was being hidden in their conversation.

The first person, a grey-haired man with a long beard, looked serious as he asked, "What's his name?"

The second person, a younger man with piercing eyes full of fatigue, replied in a whisper, "The Mute of the Demon Cave.

The first man frowned. "Demon Cave? I've never heard of that cave. Are you sure these children are telling the truth?"

The second man nodded firmly. "I am sure. These children cannot lie. They were very scared and tired when people found them in the river near the Prohibition Forest."