Girl Who Thrown Into Bhumi Javacekwara

Chapters 26. Topemg Cursed

Anatari stared at the keris in his grasp, spread his gaze around him, then returned to Lavi who stood before him with his eyes closed, preparing to face death.

"Mahesa."

Lavi opened her eyelids, revealing a pair of beads that looked puzzled. "Mahesa? Gusti Putri looking for Prince Mahesa?"

"Mahesa!" anatari shouted with anger as well as regret.

"Shall I bring Prince Mahesa here?"

A messenger bird perched on the window sill. Lavi took out a paper roll from the little fowl's leg.

Return to Javacekwara today.

Lavi glanced at Anatari who was crying incessantly. He had no idea what had happened to his Princess Gusti. Considering Anatari's current condition it was not possible for him to travel. Lavi gave a reply: Something has happened to the Wild Rose. She's doing just fine. I will look after him, after that I will return to Javacekwara.

Lavi knelt down, slowly taking a dagger in Anatari's grasp. "Come, Gusti." Lavi treated Anatari very well, leading her step back to the bed. "Hamba does not know what happened to Gusti Putri to continue crying like this, but I beg you to be aware immediately." Lavi clasped Anatari's hand. "Hamba will always look after Gusti Putri."

Anatari's cry became more and more. Roared like someone who had a regret.

Lavi ran looking for the existence of Falguni to the entire area of the deserted kedaton, including in Pendopo Utama also not found special forces who usually always escort Falguni. He ran towards the deserted Queen's residence, there were only two female servants carrying Falguni clothes out of the residence.

"Is Her Majesty the Queen in her residence?" ask Lavi.

"Your Majesty the Queen left a while ago."

"Where?"

"Meeting the Sworn Swordsman."

Lavi gave a weak sigh. He returned to the Anatari residence, guarding it for a full day. Anatari was still sobbing the sedan, rolling over the bed. The food the waiter delivered was never touched. Whenever Lavi tried to get close, Anatari always told her to stop. Lavi sat on the side of the window, staring at the moon covered in thin clouds. Not knowing how to behave to his lord who is overcome with sadness for which there is no known reason. This situation made him desperate.

...***...

Anatari stood in the cold air of dawn, among the rose plants that grew irregularly high. He stood in front of the bright red flowering Wild Rose bush. The first Rose Tree he planted.

"Embraise. It's gonna grow up well."

The voice led Anatari to dig into the ground near the root of the tree with both hands. Lavi who did not see Anatari's whereabouts in his residence, ran over.

"What are you doing?" ask Lavi. He pulled Anatari's hand, clearing Anatari's fingers covered in dirt. "Why do you keep acting weird like this? Right now there's a war going on, but you're like a hen losing her chick."

Anatari pulled his hand, digging back. This time Lavi let Anatari, he was waiting for what was in the hole as deep as three jengkal that his master had dug.

"What's in that hole?"

Anatari's finger about something solid and flat. "Help me."

Lavi laughs. "You're finally talking."

"It turns out you can talk."

The teenage boy's voice was heard by Anatari again. He glanced at Lavi for a moment, then went back to digging.

Lavi took out Anatari's hand from the earthen pit. "Let's just slave." It did not take long for Lavi to pull out a wooden chest carved with medium-sized roses, at the bottom of which was engraved the name Anatari Lingga in the Kawi script.

Anatari approached the object held by Lavi's two hands. Swiping his name carving.

"What's this box, Gusti? There doesn't look like a keyhole on either side."

Anatari picked up the keris embedded in Lavi's waist, scraping a little bit on the tip of her index finger. Lavi made no comment, only silently watching in her curiosity.

Blood dripped from the wound, left to fall on each curve of the Rose Flower carving. The engraving gave off a light as the color of Anatari's blood. A clack sounded after it. Anatari lifted the lid.

The surprised Lavi accidentally dropped the box. "The mask. The mask .. spits out blood."

The mask, which is predominantly white and gold, is now stained with red. It was as if it had a soul capable of crying blood. Anatari crouched down, extending his hand.

"Don't touch it, Gusti." Lavi took his keris from Anatari, pierced it with full inner energy. Lavi screamed when his body bounced, hit the wall kedaton. "The mask reverses the energy in the servant."

Anatari. "The harder you want to destroy it, the stronger the mask will be."

"You don't plan on wearing it anymore, do you?" ask Lavi, worried.

"You think?"

A soldier ran towards Anatari. "Hamba facing Gusti Kangjeng Ratu Anatari Linga."

"What's wrong?"

"A messenger from Kertarta asked to face. He brought important news."

Anatari and Lavi met Kertarta's emissaries at the Pendopo Utama.

"Gusti Kangjeng Ratu -" the cadet's speech came to a halt as soon as Anatari's appearance was muddled. He was about to ask what happened, but Lavi shook her head, gesturing not to do so. "Gusti Kangjeng Ratu, I bring bad news from Kertarta. This morning the Kertarta region was attacked by Canggal dedemit and the Sworn Swordsmen who were expelled. We need Girilaya's help."

"Don't Abinawa have created a magical fence to overcome it. If they can still get out, there must be someone who broke it on purpose" Anatari said.

"That could have happened, Gusti Putri. Given the current situation is in chaos. The enemy will take advantage of the slightest gap to make noise," said Lavi.

Anatari turned to Lavi. "Whatchu mean? What kind of chaotic situation?"

"Her Majesty the Queen got word that Bhumi Namaini attacked Bhumi Acarya one day ago. The Maharaja asked Girilaya for help. Yesterday the army from Girilaya had moved towards Bhumi Acarya, including Her Majesty the Queen who led the Sworn Swordsman directly," explained Lavi.

"What about Kertarta's situation when you left that place?" anatari asked the worn-out and tired-looking Taruna.

"The enemy attacked with full force. Bhre Jayendra and most of the grand ducal forces escorted the population to safety. Sagara and I can only fight as we can with the remaining soldiers, because the Javacekwara troops led by Tambir and Wiba have returned to Javacekwara first" explained Taruna.

"How many troops are left in Girilaya?"

"Less than three thousand, Gusti," replied Lavi.

Anatari. He sat on the wooden chair, tapping the surface of the table beside him with his finger. "So news from Abinawa?"

"alright. I'll lead the fight." Anatari got up from the chair, stepping confidently.

"How many soldiers will you bring?" ask the cadets, with a excited look.

"Only the three of us" Anatari replied without stopping his steps.

"Eh?!"

Lavi pats Taruna's shoulder. "Come on!"

Anatari could not bring the remaining Girilaya soldiers because it would be too risky to leave a kingdom with just a thousand soldiers, especially without the presence of the supreme leader. It would be very dangerous.

...***...

The three of them rode through the steppe forest that controlled most of Girilaya. Riding without a break chasing time that refuses to stop. At dusk, the vegetation of the savannah forest began to greet, indicating that they had entered the Canggal region.

Horse snuggles hard. Anatari gave the order to his unmoved mount. The three were on guard, watching the tall trees that were besieging from all directions.

The cadets pulled Lavi's hand towards him. The arrow shot near Lavi's ear lobe, continuously targeting Anatari.

"Wrestling Princess!"

"Kangjeng Queen!"

Anatari jumped down from his horse. The arrow shot into the darkness of the forest behind him.

Silent. Silent.

Taruna and Lavi docked at Anatari with a keris in each other's grasp.

The wind blows gently, moving the grass and shrubs short. A gray mist crept across the forest, forming a streak of not-so-obvious faces, darting out in countless numbers, spreading out in all directions.

Lavi moved piercingly as the fog tried to attack him. The fog blurred, retreated and fused back together to form a face.

"My attack had no effect on him. Though I obviously stabbed him," said Lavi.

"They are spirits. No matter how hard we fight, it will only end in vain" Anatari said.

"Well what should we do? Kangjeng Queen has no intention of giving up, right?" ask Taruna.

Lavi reacted as if he was about to hit Taruna when he heard the pessimistic speech of Deputy Chief of Guards Yuwaraja.

"You are quite quiet and take care of my body" Anatari said.

Anatari took a cross-legged position, concentrating his comments. An orange aura was emanating from his body. The collection of gray mist-shaped strange faces moving backward regularly saw Anatari's spirit leaving his body.

What was previously seen as a fog-faced, now appears the actual form of the spirits. Anatari grinning. "Die you guys."

Anatari darted at the ganderva standing nearby, separating the head from the body of his enemy using Keris Geni Brata. His flagship heirloom weapon.

Anatari's heart screams pain. Raga Anatari fell. How humiliating. He was defeated by himself.

"Wrestling Princess!" scream Lavi.

Anatari who had regained consciousness tried to sit back. Now choosing a protagonist is a curse to me? Shall I repeat your sin, Anatari Linga? Can I do something out of character?!

"They seem too strong to be faced by people like us" Taruna said.

Anatari sighed resignedly. It's not. I'm just forbidden from being a hero.

"Do you think we are weak? Ck. It is a shame to know that Vice-Chief Guards Yuwaraja is a weak and pessimistic person" Lavi sneered.

"I'm not what you said. Besides, I'm just telling the truth" I'm a cadet.

Lavi punched Taruna's shoulder.

"Why are you so happy to touch carelessly," protested Taruna, not accept.

"The Princess is gone!" exclaim Lavi.

Anatari entered the forest, following the voice call he was familiar with.

"You've returned the daughter of Nyai Candra Kirana."

Anatari saw the figure of a young man of Abinawa age wearing simple clothes. His eyes were like an unshakable flame.

"I know you?"

"We've never met, but I know your mother, Nyai Candra Kirana. Surprisingly, you didn't inherit the slightest bit of elegance."

"Maybe it's because I inherited my father's assertiveness."

The man smiled kindly. "Ah, such is Aryarajasa. Well, the daughter of Nyai Candra Kirana, is there something you want to ask me?"

Anatari raised next to his eyebrows. "Didn't you call me? So I should have asked that."

"I don't have to ask you anything. Quite the opposite."

Anatari clucked his tongue. It's hard to believe that in such a precarious situation there are pranksters asking useless questions. I asked a stranger a question, huh .. Of course I have it.

"alright. There is one thing that is troubling my mind right now. Are you sure you can figure out the answer?" challenge Anatari.

"explain. I must have the answer" said the man confidently.

"I don't have many words to describe. I just want to know, how do I destroy this thing?"

The man was watching. Anatari stretched out his hand. The damned thing appeared on his open palm. The sharp gaze of the man was fixed on Anatari, then descended on the White Mask with bloodstains.

The shoulder-length curly-haired man with an exotic skin that glimmered golden laughed blandly. His fist-shaped black-and-white flames moved as his footsteps approached Anatari. "Are you testing me?"