Legend of the Swordsman Rama Parvati

Back to the Palace

Nala Pura Palace...

Mentari gently shone on the top of the palace building. The Avri's melodious chirping enlivened the morning after a long time not in the palace environment. The breeze stroked the green leaves. The coolness of the morning was broken by the sound of the fight in one corner. Precisely, in front of the grand complex (prabu residence complex).

Three intruders came and were known to the guards before they passed through the walls of the compound. Their entire bodies were clad in hooded black robes. Perfect covered face skin mask. Two intruders were armed with sticks, while one was armed with a sword.

Two royal warriors with one nayaka against one intruder. One nayaka with two special guard leaders held one other intruder. Two warriors, and a guard leader, fought the one remaining intruder. A nayaka, the commander of the Eagle Eye army (a special force of royal family guards), and several royal warriors were on standby around the battle area. Behind them, a line of troops unsheathed their respective weapons. On top of the complex walls and hidden places, the accomplished archers and spearmen were already preparing.

Although it was only the three, the intruders were able to master the fight. Their strength cannot be underestimated at all. The movements of their swords and sticks were very flexible and fast. Breaking every attack at once provided a powerful counterattack. In fact, there is no inner energy that they flow in the weapon. It was purely an elaborate sword and stick style.

"Stop!" The voice based on the inner energy was able to stop the fight.

"Who are you?" The owner of the voice entered the battle area. His eyes stared intently at the three intruders. He is the Commander of Mahanta, the number one commander of the kingdom of Nala Pura. Behind him are two famous warriors, Agni Hijau and Maruta.

"I'll let you know if you can take off my mask," one of the stick-wielding intruders laughed. Without waiting for an answer, his wand was already pointed at Mahanta's chest.

"Basic intruder! Already well asked instead choose to fight. Hiyaaaaattt" Agni Green immediately attacked the sword intruder. His actions soon followed Maruta, the remaining intruder being his opponent.

The movements of the stick intruder were very fast and complicated. Offset two leaders. While the other intruder sword, as if it had its own life. Swivel and turn so softly and quickly.

"What do you really mean?! You're just playing with me!" Commander Mahanta jumped to the back. He did indeed feel an awkwardness at the attack of his enemy. Attacks aimlessly hurt or retaliate, simply restraining and fending off. "I think I recognize your style!"

"Well! Whoa! Whoa! Apparently you're very observant, Uncle Commander. Uncle is great!" Commander Mahanta's opponent smiled behind his mask.

"Wait!" A scream blaring. Stop the fight of the other two intruders.

"Enough!" The screaming figure finally reached inside the arena. Apparently, it was the Silver Angga who stopped all the fighting. Behind him, three men followed. They are Giri Wasa, Hansa Daya, and Janu.

"Who are you guys?" The Silver Angga stared at the three intruders in turn. His gaze came to a halt at one of the stick intruders, Maruta's opponent.

"I seem to know you." The words of the Most Merciful make everyone look at each other.

"Hey!" Giri Wasa who was behind the Silver Angga exclaimed, then smiled widely. Beside him, Hansa Daya gave a big smile after her gaze stopped on the opponent Commander Mahanta.

"Sincerely, Rayi Prabu." The Silver Angga paid his respects.

"Greetings, Hita." Along with the speech of the Silver Angga, Giri Wasa and Hansa Daya also greeted.

The words of the three people shocked everyone. The Mahanta commander sharpened his gaze, then immediately knelt on the ground.

"Please forgive me, Gusti Prabu, Princess. I can't recognize you both."

The two wand-wielding intruders removed the mask and cloak hood. There are two very familiar faces. Everyone dropped their knees immediately. The archers and the spearmen came down and laid down the weapons.

"Teacher didn't take off the mask?" Loka Hita turned to the sword intruder.

"Sorry, Hita," the third mask also opened. The face of an old woman who chuckled softly. "I haven't used a sword in a long time."

"Sorry to have made a fuss here. Someone will explain," Arya Wira turned to Loka Hita.

"I just want to see the dexterity of the palace guard soldiers, especially the Eagle Eyes troops. It turns out that Kakang Wira's words were right, they were great warriors. An incredible ability for a palace guard warrior."

Loka Hita's speech painted a proud smile on the faces of each team. They had not been able to forget their previous two failures. The failure resulted in Loka Hita being injured and Dewi Nirmala dying.

"Now you can go back to the post."

Not yet finished resigning, the soldiers are back on standby. There was an aura approaching. A powerful aura that the soldiers could feel.

"Just calm! He's my friend!" Nyi Sannaha calmed the soldiers.

"Yes, you're back in the post!" arya Wira's.

Before long, a white light shot into the palace grounds. It stopped right in front of Nyi Sannaha, and the figure became clear. Woman dressed in white with golden bow, White.

"Greetings," he said kindly.

"Greetings, White." Nyi Sannaha, Arya Wira, and Loka Hita answered in unison.

"The person you are looking for is inside the walls of this palace. Someone else you suspect will come and see him."

When he finished speaking, White closed his eyes. A pair of golden-white wings expanded behind his back. Wings that look so real, like giant eagle wings. A pair of wings flapped, bringing White's body into space. Then, leave at high speed without saying anything more.

White's arrival and words left curiosity and confusion in the minds of many. Arya Wira immediately invited them into the complex. Better, the conversation is not done outside the room.

Inside the room, everyone exchanged stories. They also explain a lot of things. Agni Hijau and Maruta had already completed the punishment of their disciples. The robbers in their area have been exterminated. Now, the two staves were led by the second disciple of his confidant. Actually, they came to the king's city to visit the tomb of the late Prabu Garuda Rama. Unexpectedly, there they met Commander Mahanta and were invited to the palace.

Arya Wira and Loka Hita have been studying with Nyi Sannaha and Ki Braja Nanda for several weeks. Two days ago, they met together to return to the palace. Nyi Sannaha chose to accompany them.

The Silver Angga was going around to control the state of the king's city when the three disciples of Sedayu reached the city gate. They met at the market and headed for the palace. Hearing that Arya Wira was coming, the Silver Angga ended control right then and there. Just reaching the outer gate of the palace, they got word from the soldiers about the three intruders.

While going to talk about White, a soldier enters and reports the arrival of Uncle Jaka and a grandfather. The two of them were already waiting in front of the grand complex. Arya Wira allowed them to enter, she knew who was with Uncle Jaka.

"Greetings, Teacher. Welcome to the palace of Nala Pura," Arya Wira rose from her seat.

"Sincerely, Gusti Prabu," Uncle Jaka paid his respects.

"Greetings, Disciple. May well-being be for all of us." The old man behind Uncle Jaka also paid his respects.

"Ki Raja Nanda?" Agni Hijau and Maruta said in unison.

"Hehehehe...." Ki Braja Nanda laughed, "It turns out you can still recognize these batteries."

"It's an honor for us to meet a great swordsman like you." Maruta and Agni Hijau are already old and very well know the story of Ki Braja Nanda who is known as Pendekar Edan.

"You know those grannies?" With his staff, Ki Braja Nanda pointed at Nyi Sannaha. Nyi Sannaha's hand immediately brushed off the stick that pointed at his face.

"Sorry, Ki. We're too stupid to recognize him." Maruta answered respectfully.

"Haha. Apparently I'm better known than you are" Ki Braja Nanda laughed happily.

"Of course it is like that! No one knows a crazy swordsman like you!" Nyi Sannaha moved his left hand. A streak of green light shot out from his palm and rushed towards Ki Braja Nanda's chest.

"Wooh! Grandma peyot!" Ki Braja Nanda shook his left hand.

The green light had turned, crashing quickly at a beautiful urn in the room. Crush it into flying dust, not just break it. Everyone, other than Loka Hita and Arya Wira, clucked in awe and shock.

"Ouch!" janu's voice changed the mood, "Grandpa and Grandma, please be careful tho! Good thing it's just the urn that's going on, not people's heads."

"Just blame the wacky swordsman!" gerutu Nyi Sannaha's.

"Haha! You sulk, Sannaha?! You are like a child!" Ki Braja Nanda joked again.

"Sannaha?" Maruta and Agni Green looked at each other. Also Commander of Mahanta and Angga Perak.

"Look, they just don't recognize you!"

"Already, Cake, Grandma." Loka Hita held back the hand of Nyi Sannaha who was about to pull out the sword. "We don't know Grandma. Of course we know a hermit named Nyi Sannaha. However, isn't meeting Grandma a very difficult thing? More difficult than meeting Grandpa?!"

"You're right, my granddaughter. Hehehehe," Nyi Sannaha chuckled.

"Permanent. It could destroy everything in here if they both went berserk." Janu stroking chest.

Arya Wira and Loka Hita sighed softly, Janu's words were indeed true. Their two teachers could destroy anything if they fought even if it was a joke. After things became calmer, everyone sat back down and discussed the information from White.

"For example, Gusti Prabu. Who were the two people that the woman was referring to?" Commander Mahanta ventured to ask Arya Wira.

"The person I'm looking for is Ki Grenda, a poison master who I believe is closely related to the passing of Dinda Nirmala. And the person I suspect is one of the members of the palace."

"So, Rayi Prabu has already gained some clarity about that suspicion?" The Silver Angga smiled. There was relief to realize that his sister-in-law was not really sure that the death of Goddess Nirmala by Ki Wings Black.

"A moment," Arya Wira turned her head towards the window of the room. "There's a message from someone" he stepped towards the window.

"From Aunt Consort Arum" he said after reading the message.

"Greetings and well-being to all of us. Gusti Prabu, the attack happened again tonight. They're being chased, but the one chasing isn't coming back."

Angga Perak and Arya Wira looked at each other. They had not had time to say anything, a small piece of bamboo stick was thrown from the window. Quickly, Arya Wira caught the bamboo and read the message written aloud.

"He's here. Meet Ki Grenda who is hidden inside the palace. At the guest house."

"Wisma guest," Loka Hita muttered softly, recalling the name that lived there. "There's no way he did it, Kakang!" Loka Hita is up. He knows who he means.

"Stranquil, Dinda Hita. We better catch them wet soon. Come on!" Arya Wira rushed out of the room. Followed by everyone.

"Who the hell is that, sir?" Janu turned to Hansa Daya and Giri Wasa.

"Come, Janu." Giri Wasa and Hansa Daya answered in unison while the feet kept stepping.

"Pitaloka.." hiss Loka Hita. Making the three disciples of Sedayu stop simultaneously.

A pitaloka?!