EVERNA Ring of Fire

WULANTRA Part 1

After days of silence in gripping caution, Nirya was now able to breathe a sigh of relief. The reason, the yacht he was riding now docked at the dock of a trading port in Damarwangi City, Jayandra Kingdom area.

At a glance, the atmosphere of the port is frenzied, much more crowded than the port crossing at Nurbaiti. The voices of the merchants peddling his wares sounded overlapping, like the humming of a bee welcoming. The kids run around and play happily.

Among those who transact buying and selling many people who look unusual. There were tall people with average blond hair, and there were black and yellow people. All the migrants from the Aurelia, Ubanga and Orien continents were wearing various clothes that Nirya had rarely seen before, even in Ringidatu though.

Only one thought rose in Nirya's mind at this moment. Don't they realize that Jayandra's fleet has been wiped out? Do they not realize that this country is weak and vulnerable to threats, like a porcelain vase on a chair that is missing one leg?

Perhaps this atmosphere also occurred in the trading ports in Swarnara before Mount Barkajang erupted and Ringidatu was destroyed. The people can be misled from the silence of the leaders who are indeed deploying their fleet secretly. So, in order for the flames of chaos that weakened the country to ignite, there was one more mountain that had to erupt in Jayandra. And there is one city that must be destroyed, namely Wulantra.

Thinking of this, Nirya's face fruited so bright it became gloomy. Actually, he did not want to participate in changing the atmosphere of life that is full of dynamics into a dead city.

But what power, in order for all countries in Antapada to return “live” evenly in the long run, some countries must be made “mati suri” first, including Jayandra.

Especially Jayandra.

“Come, we celebrate the congratulations of the three of us in the tavern,” said Arumi, a cheerful expression making her face look even more beautiful.

“Good idea... Although it seems that place is not,” responds to Sthira, frowning and nose while staring in the designated direction.

No wonder Sthira reacted like that. The drink shop looked from the outside like a shabby wooden hut. When entering it, the atmosphere inside there was more like a horse stable than a tavern. No wonder this shop is so quiet, only the old man and two servants with looks and looks like bums are there.

Seeing the reaction of Sthira and Nirya who were both disgusted, Arumi instead laughed amusedly. “It's precisely the most suitable place to have secret talks, right? No interference from anything and anyone.”

Only Nirya responded to Arumi with a nod. The three sat in the exact position in the middle of the tavern room. A strange feeling of tingling pervaded Nirya's mind. The atmosphere in this place was too quiet and even tense. The employees looked pale and trembling. Perhaps this is only natural, considering they have to serve a senopati in a place far from this decent word.

So, instead of worrying about trivial things, Nirya chose to focus her mind directly on the subject.

“Well, if I don't remember wrongly, you intend to offer me something, don't you?” arumi asked as she sat back down, sipped her drink and heaved a sigh of relief.

Sthira replied, “Ya. And I think this is the right time and place to discuss it.” He then revealed his plan, which is a mission to restore peace and balance, end the great war throughout Antapada in the harshest and only way.

About the plan to make six-seven volcanoes erupt in a row.

About the plan of offering and paralyzing powerful countries so that they realize their fragility and return to true peace.

“So, the eruption of Mount Barkajang in Swarnara was your thing,” respond to Ayumi without expression.

“Ya, right. We were forced to subvert the caretaker and guard Barkajang, Gajahmina and seize this key.” Nirya showed a bronze bracelet on her wrist.

“And reportedly the eruption of the mountain destroyed Ringidatu.”

“Yes, that's how we heard.”

Sthira interrupts, “Begini, Arumi. You must have realized that Admiral Begarwana had escaped and abandoned you. While one ship has violated the admiral's orders, turn around and look for yourself and the other surviving soldiers and crew. In Jayandra's eyes, you're all dead. That's why, I think your return to Wulantra is not a good idea, let alone with us.”

Nirya chimed, “That's right. Wulantra's not where you live anymore, Arumi. Accept the truth and help us. When our mission is completed, peace will be created and you will be able to return and live a quiet life in your country.”

“So this is an offer from you guys for me? Does this apply to the crew of my rescue ship?” ask Arumi.

Arumi was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking hard and considering all the options.

Nirya's heart was pounding, tension struck the heart when she had to second-guess Arumi's answer to their offer. The two hands of the orange-haired girl shifted and touched the handle of her pair of kerambits, which were ready to be drawn and connected with chains when necessary.

Sthira also put on a tense face, his hands ready to draw a machete from any position.

Moments later, Arumi's lips twitched. “If your words are true, Nirya and Sthira, I would rather live a quiet life in an isolated place, away from war than follow you. Rather than later I was blasphemed by The Mahesa, the Srisari and the whole world because ‘main dewa’. Maybe your goal is very noble, but I don't like your way!”

Catching the gelagat is not good, Sthira quickly refuted, “You are wrong, Arumi! Please refer to other ways to reach a ceasefire. Think, why do we bother to carry out this mission if everything can be overcome through diplomacy?”

“Yes, I know we've been using war to overcome differences. But almost all the fighting erupted in the sea and waters. There has never been a destroyed city and innocent people have been victims.”.

“Speedly or later the war will surely touch urban and rural areas!” hardik Nirya's. “There will be more victims!”

“How you guys are the same! This is even more cruel than war, than natural disasters that occur without a sign! How dare you step over the Srisari, Supreme Regent of Nature!? Anyway, I have to stop you guys!” Arumi whistled loudly. Almost instantly, dozens of soldiers sprung up from all directions, besieging the meeting of Sthira and Nirya.

Arumi exclaimed again, “As long as you know, I have prepared this trap spot in the second the ship docked at the dock. So, whatever you're offering me, even if you're just saying goodbye, I won't let you go. Whatever the reason, the existence of two warriors from Kalingga and Swarnara in Jayandra is clearly very suspicious and dangerous.”

Sthira sighed. “It is precisely one of the goals of our mission is to end this strange situation that stems from that mistaken thinking. Although different, the countries in Antapada should be able to coexist in peace, so that warriors like us can travel quietly. Trade between neighboring countries returned smoothly, no longer there is unhealthy competition that has triggered this great war.”

“Yes, I also want that to happen. But I still don't like the way you guys.”

“Do you have a better way?” sergeant Nirya.

“Unfortunately not.” Arumi shakes. “So we can only do the best way that has existed, which is to unite all of Antapada under the auspices of the mighty Jayandra wings. Since you indirectly encouraged Sabailuha to ruin this great plan, you must be put to death. That way, Prabu Narendra and Admiral Begarwana will understand my actions. My honor will definitely be restored, and my prestige will increase.”

“Huh, it turns out that you are only concerned with your own honor. I have misjudged you, Arumi.” Nirya lifted up her pair of unchained kerambits, mounted the horses in a ready-to-attack manner.

There will almost certainly be more bloodshed like at Nurbaiti.

But Sthira spread her arms in front of Nirya while saying, “Don't, Nirya. Our original intention was to invite Arumi and his men to our side, ‘kan?”

“Ya, but now for free..”.

“They don't know what's really going to happen to them in the capital. Hope that Begarwana is really ambitious, petty and spiteful as I thought. Otherwise, let Prabu Narendra himself taste the final rage of a Kalingga warrior. Trust me. If the Mahesa really supports our struggle, he will help us out of this problem.”

Hearing him, Nirya had a moment of frowning. Then his tense face loosened, and he lowered his two kerambit.

“Oh, so you're not fighting back? Also be aware of you, whatever the result, you will be hunted and will not be allowed to breathe in this country. Summarize them!” arumi's orders.

The soldiers swiftly carried out the order. They seized the weapons, shackled the hands of Nirya and Sthira with thick and sturdy iron shackles. Then they began to drag the two captives forward.

Nirya stared intently at Arumi. The long black haired girl even threw away her face while putting on a haughty face.

Forced Nirya can only be impeached. If Sthira's right, I'll see that the look on your face changes. And that would be sweet entertainment for me in this fateful gamble.

Image caption: Reference to Wulantra, the capital of Jayandra from the site of Trowulan, the capital of Majapahit. Trowulan Plan.