Legend of the Swordsman Rama Parvati

Edan Swordsman

"Sannaha Ny?! Really true?" Arya Wira looked at the female figure in front of her.

Nyi Sannaha was a very famous swordsman. One of the warriors who once ruled the martial universe many years ago. It's been a long time that the figure has never appeared. Leaving the martial world, making various news circulating about him.

Could it be that in front of him was a fake Nyi Sannaha?! It feels very difficult to happen. Because, everyone who pretended to be Nyi Sannaha would come face to face with him. He never let anyone use his name.

Nyi Sannaha waved, "I just have to be with you, not with Jaka."

"Eh? Then, how should I go, Grandma?!"

"You stay here. I'll take your master for a minute. Take it easy, I'll give it back later." Without waiting for any answer, Nyi Sannaha had already withdrawn Arya Wira's hand. Go and hide in the depths of the forest.

"Rama Fragrance, there's something you need to finish!"

"Rama Fragrance?! How can Nyi..."

"Of course I know, Rama Fragrance!" Nyi Sannaha waved his hand again. "White knows, let alone me. Rama Wangi, the wind that blows brings various news. Water tells us many things. However, only a few people could understand. Especially talk to them."

"I know many things, Rama Wangi. Nandana's name is actually your childhood name, isn't it?! While Arya Wira is the name of your mother after running away from palace life. Only, the destiny of the Sovereign always wins. Never will lose. You are indeed destined to become a king in Nala Pura."

Rama Wangi [Arya Wira] sighed. He had heard of Nyi Sannaha. Only, he never expected that figure to still exist until now.

"Then, what should I do? What should I do, Nyi?"

"Unfortunately, it's not my duty. My best friend will tell and explain everything. I'll take you to him."

Not finished his speech, Nyi Sannaha had already attracted Rama Wangi. They ran back with a very high body weight. The eyes of a warrior will only see a light. Especially the eyes of ordinary people.

"Ny! What about Uncle Jaka?!"

"Ouch! I forgot! You old man!" Nyi Sannaha stopped suddenly. Making Rama Wangi fall to the ground. "Ouch! Sorry, Son! This old granny forgot that you were with me. Never mind, I'll take care of Jaka first!"

Rama Wangi only rubbed his face that was sick from hitting the ground. Sitting under a tree in front of him was an option to wait for the grandmothers who brought him.

"Yund! That's Gusti Prabu?" A voice sounded.

"Where is! He's leaving the palace!" answer the other voice.

"Then that?"

Rama Wangi who was curious also looked over. His face paled in shock. Apparently, Nyi Sannaha stopped without looking around. He stopped and left Rama Wangi in the palace area of Nala Pura. More chaotic, in the bathhouse district of the princess!

Rama Wangi immediately turned his face. Behind him, the princesses are playing around on the edge of the pool ~untung not taking a shower. They are all princesses of the Palace, there are some daughters of Caraka. Alias, his sisters-in-law! Unfortunately, there were two concubines of Caraka and Pemaisuri (aka Arya Wira's in-laws!)

"Basic!! Nyi Sannaha!! They must have seen me fall!" rama Wangi grumbled while rubbing his face. His eyes glanced back.

"Dear Dowager? What's that?" the voice of the Empress sounded, rather close.

"Mother!!" hiss Rama Wangi. The tail of her eyes could see, The empress who approached and followed the others.

Just then, suddenly an old woman appeared beside Rama Wangi. Grab his hand and jump back, going with the science of high body lightening. Surprised everyone near the baby pool. Leaving behind the buzzing question, was that really a human being?!

After quite a long time, Nyi Sannaha stopped ~again, suddenly. Rama Wangi fell again. This trip was really amazing for him. After rising up, Rama Wangi looked around.

It's the deep part of a dense forest that's quite far from the village. In front of Rama, stood a simple wooden house. There was a pile of firewood on one side of the house. I heard horses coming from the back of the house.

"Ki! Kaluarlah! I came with someone you've been waiting for!!" Nyi Sannaha shouted from the front of the house.

"Yes! A minute!" A scream answered from inside the house.

Before long, an old man came out. Rama Wangi looked up at that figure. Long, very dreadful white hair, allowed to decompose. Tightly tilted head. Clothes that lose their original white color. The stick in his hand, though not bent. Walk by playing a moving hand and head.

"Hehehehe," he chuckled at who was coming. "You're the one, Sannaha. Why did you bring a boy here? I want a young woman who's still pretty."

"Basic Aki-Aki! You're still a bitch!" Nyi Sannaha snorted in annoyance.

"You're jealous, San..."

Not finished the words of the aki, Nyi Sannaha has attacked. They fought in front of Rama Wangi. Despite playing around, their moves are very dangerous. Incredible speed with great inner power. Rama Wangi had to several times avoid the power in the "rough" towards him.

"Already! We'll just cut it!" the Nyi Sannaha. He returned to Rama Wangi.

"Hehehe," the aki chuckled again, "you're afraid of losing in front of this brat, Sannaha?"

Nyi Sannaha only gave a peck of annoyance, not responding to the words of the aki. While the battery laughed again, a laugh that was not understood by Rama Wangi.

"Rama, he's my best friend, Ki Bajra Nanda. Better known by the name of the swordsman edan of the land south."

Swordsman crazy, a name that matches his body movements. Moreover, now he was sitting while playing a stick.

"Ki Bajra, I'll leave him to you."

"Easy! I'll go home first. I'm tired of facing you." Nyi Sannaha immediately jumped up and left.

Ki Bajra Nanda just chuckled to himself. His eyes looked at Rama Fragrance, measuring many things. Then stand up and enter the house. With a hand signal, he told Rama Wangi to come in.

"Rama Fragrance, sit down. I'd like to have a little chat with you." Ki Bajra Nanda pointed beside him.

Rama Fragrant according, sitting at the place that Ki Bajra Nanda asked for. Don't forget to pay his respects as a warrior.

"Rama, have you ever heard the story of this wacky swordsman from the south?"

Rama Wangi nodded, "Remember, Ki. However, I often hear from my teachers."

"Empu Created from the Sedayu storehouse?"

"Yes, Ki. Also from senior warriors and ascetics."

The crazy warrior from the south. A name widely known to the martial world in the past. Described as a highly capable swordsman but often laughs at himself and babbles without being understood. His clothes and appearance were indeed the same as those of insane people. For this reason, he is called a mastermind.

The first time its name is known is in the Thousand Beetles Hill area in the South. No one knows for sure his origin and identity. Merely, there was indeed someone who had witnessed him with the famous Nyi Sannaha.

"If it wasn't for Nyi Sannaha taking you, I would never have had a disciple." Ki Braja Nanda exhaled a rough breath.

"Sorry, Ki. So, what exactly happened? What should I do?"

Ki Braja Nanda smiled, "Nyi Sannaha wants me to train you. He said, your knowledge and abilities are under your own sister. Really it?"

Rama Wangi nodded. He admitted that he was not as strong as Ratri Parvati.

"I was told many things about you from Nyi Sannaha. You are the son of Alisha, which means you are the grandson of Mahabala and Gayatri. Heir to two legendary swords. As well as Garuda Rama's son who has thirteen powers study."

"All the information is correct, Ki."

"Don't call me Ki Braja again! Just call Grandpa. I've been wanting to have grandchildren for a long time."

"Good, Cake."

"Yes, now rest. At midnight, you're gonna start rehearsal."

"May I ask, Cake?"

Ki Braja Nanda nodded with a smile. When talking to Rama Wangi in the house, there is no more "edan" figure again. There was a friendly and smiling grandfather.

"What's the matter exactly? Why did Nyi Sannaha take me to Grandpa?"

Ki Braja Nanda stared at the roof of the house. "Later tonight I'll tell you all. Including the business you need to finish as soon as possible. Now, rest! I'll find some ingredients for dinner tonight."

Rama Wangi can only obey. There's a lot he needs to know. About Nyi Sannaha's intentions, Uncle Jaka, Pitaloka, and palace affairs. But, there is no other choice but to obey the words of Ki Braja Nanda.

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The sun was half-set at the end of the horizon. Make the sky beautiful and charming golden color. A woman stood on a tree branch, looking at the sun. She is Consort Arum, stepmother of Rama Wangi and Ratri Parvati.

"What's wrong with Pitaloka? Why did Nanda Prabu send her here?" inner wondering.

It had been a few days that Pitaloka had been living in his cottage. Angga Perak asked Pitaloka to take care of himself and his two students. Angga Perak said, there is a possibility that Nala Pura's enemies are targeting him, the rightful owner of the Nala Pura throne.

After that, there had been three raids into his cottage. All were defeated by Pitaloka even though no one could be caught. In fact, all this time no one has attacked the cottage where he lived.

Although Angga Perak said he asked Pitaloka to take care, Consort Arum's heart was in disbelief. He knew the Silver Angga. This must have been done by the Silver Angga on someone's orders. After finding out, he knew that Arya Wira was the one who ruled the Silver Angga. There are many hidden things.

A bird came and perched on the branch beside Consort Arum. The message-sending bird.

"Aunt Arum, I leave Pitaloka. Please take care and investigate about him. I had news and premonition, he was in touch with the passing of Dinda Nirmala. Aunt take it easy, everyone who attacked Auntie's cottage were my people. Thank you, Auntie."

"Nanda Prabu," hiss Consort Arum quietly. So, this is why Pitaloka is here? In the cottage where he lived?!

Perfect sun drowned. Concubine Arum let out a heavy sigh. Time to go back to the cottage. However, before Consort Arum descended, her eyes caught a quick movement in a place some distance away from her. There was someone who was going through the forest, and heading towards the direction... The lodge!

Consort Arum jumped. Following the shadow earlier by keeping a distance and pressing its aura to be unknown. His feet landed on the ground, behind dense shrubs and trees. The aura of the shadow earlier had already stopped, quite far ahead. By suppressing her aura to the unknown, Consort Arum approached.

A masked young man was standing under a tree. A sword was slung around his waist. Concubine Arum felt like she had met this aura. Before long, another aura approached. Concubine Arum's chest was beating very fast, she recognized this aura very well.

"You arrived too" said the first shadow shortly after someone's arrival. She's a girl with a stick-toed little axe. His face was covered in a dark cloth.

"Hurry now!" the woman who just arrived. That voice! Concubine Arum swallowed. Could it?

"What news did you bring?" the woman opened the cover of her face.

"Pitaloka?!" inner Concubine Arum was shocked.