Bamboo Flute Swordsman

Chaptre 54. Secret

On the edge of a fairly dense forest, a young man was seen limping into the forest. On his back was a middle-aged man who was severely injured. The young man was finally able to enter the forest with great difficulty and immediately rested under a sizable tree.

“Argh.. Ma’afkan I have troubled you.” said the middle-aged man, red blood is still slightly out of the injured part of his body.

“Uncle don't talk much first. Wait here, I will look for medicines in the forest there.” replied the young man while pointing into the forest.

After saying so, the young man stepped into the forest. Look for plants that can be used as medicine and something that can be used as food.

The middle-aged man watched the back of the young man who had left him, the longer the young man's back disappeared leaving behind a white dot. “This young man is not an ordinary young man, it is fitting that His Majesty King Angga asked me to look for him.”

“This? Is this really an heirloom flute? But I don't feel the flow of energy like Jaka said.”

The middle-aged man kept twirling the bamboo flute, occasionally trying to play a song but never succeeding.

“What an heirloom flute, this is just an ordinary bamboo flute, huh.” he said, then threw the bamboo flute into the bushes nearby.

Not long after, the young man who had left him had returned with two wild chickens in his left hand, while his right hand held a great many medicinal herbs. On his waist was also bound two bamboo roofs filled with water.

“Uncle Tantra Ski, wait a minute. I'll concoct medicine for you.”

The middle-aged man called by the name of Sky Tantra watched the young man before him closely. Occasionally the Sky Tantra pulled one corner of his lips upwards.

Not long ago the young man had finished concocting medicine, some were as topical medicine for external wounds and also had to be taken.

Several times the Sky Tantra grimaced in pain as her wounds were applied medicine. The look on his face was exactly with the injured little boy, far from the cold face he had been showing all along.

“Jaka.. Thanks for your help.”

“Uncle need not hesitate, it has become our obligation to help each other please.”

Tantra Sky smiled, “It is not wrong His Majesty the King raised you to be his adoptive sister, your nature is very similar.”

“Oh yes.. How about your wound?” Sky Tantra was reminded of the deep wounds Jaka had experienced.

“It's been better, uncle. This is all thanks to the heirloom flute.” replied Jaka while pointing towards Tantra Langit.

Both of Jaka's eyes moved to and fro, like they were looking for something. “Uncle, aren't you holding my heirloom flute. Why don't I see it?”

“Jeez, uncle. How can you throw away this precious heirloom.” said Jaka while clutching his bamboo flute very tightly, then back to sit near Tantra Langit.

“I can't believe it's an heirloom flute. When I touched it, there was no flow of energy I felt. Besides, every time I tried to blow it, no sound came out. I thought it was just an ordinary bamboo flute, so I threw it into the bushes.” The Sky Tantra replied very smoothly, like it had done nothing wrong.

Jaka was astonished by the Sky Tantra's reply. It doesn't match what he feels. "Is that flute no longer an heirloom flute?" thought.

Jaka who was curious then held his bamboo flute tightly, not long Jaka felt a flow of energy flowing into his body. After that, Jaka brought the bamboo flute closer to his lips. Slowly but surely, a melodious rhythm echoed within the forest.

“Did uncle hear it?” asked Jaka to Tantra Langit while sharing his most beautiful smile.

The Sky Tantra was still enchanted by the flute that Jaka was playing, so as not to hear Jaka's question well.

“Uncle?” Jaka wiggled the body of the Sky Tantra.

Tantra Sky was surprised, then answered Jaka's question stuttering. Tantra Langit then explained that there is a possibility that Jaka's bamboo flute is not an ordinary flute.

This flute is an heirloom that chooses its own master. Not just anyone can use the heirloom flute except its master, including the Sky Tantra.

“You should be grateful, this flute chose you.”

Jaka explained that he had not been able to maximize the power of his heirloom flute. So far, Jaka has only harnessed the power of the flute to recover his lost inner power.

In addition, he also just used the flute to entertain himself and the people around. As for the other powers, Jaka had not understood them well.

“Do you have any instructions on how to use that flute?” ask Tantra Sky.

Jaka reached into the pocket of his robe and took out a small scroll and gave it to the Sky Tantra.

The Sky Tantra watched the small scroll, then flipped it over. The Heaven Tantra could see the small writing on the scroll, yet she was still looking for something else.

The Sky Tantra then returned the scroll back to Jaka. “We wait for nightfall, I'll show you something.”

‘‘Something uncle?” ask Jaka curiously.

“Reclaration.”