Ganjen Swordsman
Stop by the Black Deck Fortress
A smile of freshness bloomed clearly on Pandu's lips because he heard his grandfather's voice. He looked at Mirah Duri and asked,
“Did you hear Grandpa's voice?”
“No,” replied Mirah Duri after sharpening her ears with a frown and slightly tilting her head.
“But I heard it, Yu Mirah! I heard Grandpa's reply!” Pandu looked fiery sign so excited could hear the voice of the grandfather.
“Kek, talk to me again!”
“You did hear my voice, Cu. Only you hear. Other people can't hear it.”
“Scream, Cake! Shout loudly let Yu Mirah hear your voice!”
“Bastardly grandson, his grandfather was told to shout! Don't want!”
“Yeah, Grandpa….. Just once, Cake. Let Yu Mirah be relieved and come happy! Come on, yell out loud, Cake!”
“Basic wayward boy. Let me scream until my mouth is ripped still no one hears it but yourself. Because the bond that exists only between you and me. Already, put me back in your feet! Find the Fairy Queen Afternoon in the Devil's Leather Forest, avenge my defeat to her!”
“Good, Cake! I'll head to the Devil's Leather Forest!” After saying that, the tip of the sword was like being thrust onto the side knee. There was no pain when the purple sword's eyes went into the legs. All that was felt was cold, and for the next sword vanished was stored tightly and safely at the right foot of Pandu Puber.
“I heard you were going to the Devil's Leather Forest, Pandu?”
“Yes, I have to avenge Grandpa's defeat. She told me to meet the Fairy Queen Afternoon!”
The face of Mirah Duri looked anxious.
“Be careful, she herself is looking for you to be her husband.”
“Do not be afraid, Yu. I will not be tempted by her beauty. It would be best for Yu Mirah to return to Demon Island and report this to the residents of Demon Island, especially to your teacher Ki Grated Blister!”
“Ki Panut Palipuh!” ralat Mirah Duri was a bit irritated.
“After you mention the name of my teacher Grate Blister! That lump of yours that was shredded to a blister?!”
Pandu laughs a little.
“Since long ago, ever since we met when I was eight years old, I've been used to calling your teacher Ki Parut Blister. So it's hard for me to call it right.”
“Bodo time, ah!” said Mirah Duri who grumbled, then they separated.
Mirah Duri returns to Devil Island. Pandu Puber leads to the Ghost Skull Hill, because on the eastern slope of the hill there is the Devil's Leather Forest.
The shortest way to get there is through the north coast. Guide Puber down the beach to run fast using his ‘Jantan’ style. Beyond a doubt the intended direction will pass through the territory of the Queen of the Black Deck. No wonder when he arrived at the border of the Black Deck Fortress, he was intercepted by two border guards. Because it was intercepted, inevitably Pendekar Ganjen stopped his steps.
“Do you know that no one is allowed to enter the Black Deck Fortress?!” said the border guard, dressed in light brown and armed with a spear with two-sided axe eyes.
“Is.....is this the territory of Black Deck Fort?”
“True, son,” replied the brown shirt whose voice was a little hoarse because he had reached about fifty years old, but was still firm and sprightly.
“Black Deck Fortress?!” murmured Pandu while remembering,
“Looks like Dad told me about Black Deck Fortress. If it is not wrong here there is a ruler named Dardanila and nicknamed the Queen of the Black Quarter?”
The other guard, dressed all in black with a wide machete weapon decorated with red tassels at the end of the handle, immediately said,
“It is better to go from our region. We are not accepting any guests! Don't force us to be rude, Young Man.”
Pendekar Ganjen is still calm. His attitude is not hostile.
“I just hitchhiked through.”
“I...I know the ruler of Black Deck Fortress. If I may I will meet the Queen of the Black Elders named Dardanila to ask permission to cross this place!”
The two guards looked at each other to hear the name Dardanila mentioned by the young man who was not yet known. Finally the brown shirt said,
“We can't comply with requests. Gusti our queen will not want to see you, Young man.”
“Why? Why?”
“You don't need to know!” answer the broad-armed machete.
“Tell him first, who knows he wants to meet me!”
“Do not force!” snapped the black shirt with widened eyes. Let her age is young but her age is as old as brown clothes.
“If you do not want to leave our territory, we have to use weapons to talk!”
“Is your weapon capable of hurting me, Uncle?”
“Bigger! Hoaaah...!” Snap the black shirt while jumping ferociously and slap his big machete into the stomach of Pandu Puber.
Wuuutt's…!
With a slightly curved backward jolt, the broad slash of the cleaver could have been avoided by the Romantic Swordsman. The black-clothed man was curious because his sabetage missed, so he attacked again with a slash from top to bottom.
Wuuutt's…!
Slaapp….!
The two hands of the Romantic Swordsman were clasped in front of the face, and the slash of the broad machete from top to bottom caught him with two palms without that line. The wedge is sandwiched between two palms. Then with one high powered jolt, the machete was broken easily.
Trainsk…!
“And...?!” bengong the owner saw his wide machete could be broken in one jolt. While the rest of the fault is still wedged in the hands of the handsome young man. The person in black clothes retreated with a tense face.
“Forward...” He said to the brown shirt.
“No, ah! my weapon is still not paid off from his credit period. If the followings are broken, wow! I guess this kid is not a bad boy. We can't be stubborn.”
“Majuah first, let your weapons both break!”
“No!” the person in brown clothes was retreating. He was not afraid of getting hurt, but afraid that his shiny and new-looking weapon was followed by breaking like a machete.
“Uncle both, I speak kindly to you and would like to meet the Queen of the Black Elders kindly as well. Please don't make things with me, Uncle. We both no one wants to be harmed, right?” pandu word with good language and effective cuek. His short front and long back hair was flicked for a while using his hands.
“Hmm... hmmm.. we are actually not allowed to receive any guests, because Gusti Ratu is sick.”.
“Sick? What pain?”
“Taken by poison ‘Two Bangka’. His face turned bad and old.”
“Whose poison is it?”
“What is definitely not mine,” said the brown shirt.
The black shirt replied, too,
“Poisons ‘Tua Bangka’ is courtesy of Queen Peri Afternoon. Our queen fought with the Fairy Queen Afternoon a while ago, and..”.
“Already, take me as soon as possible to your queen!” insist Pandu impatiently.
