Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

A Pair of Swallow Red Bag. 3

The night has just come. Cold air enveloped the entire top of Bukit Batok. The thick fog came rolling around a little blocking the view. But all that does not prevent the martial jungle figures to stay there. While the howls of the coyote increasingly crowded heard each other welcome. Some of the tails have even approached the corpses that are lying around Goa Prohibition.

The orgies of the stray dogs did not escape the attention of the pair of Red Swiftlets still standing on the highest peak of this hill. Ten years they live in Bukit Batok, every inch of land they can memorize well. They can look freely under it to know anyone who comes to the place with the same purpose, looking for Cupu Manik Tunjung Biru.

"A futile death," murmured Wulan softly.

"Only the person***** who wastes free lives."

A pair of Red Swiftlets were surprised to hear a voice coming suddenly from behind. It appeared that a man in shabby clothes was standing with his hands carrying a wine jar. Wulan immediately smiled knowing the person in front of her.

"You're coming again, Crazy Black Cloak?" soft sound Wulan.

"Yes. I came to see people*****did a blank contest," said Crazy Black Cloak.

His words had not yet disappeared in the wind, the face of the Mad Black Cloak again looked gloomy. His sunken eyes looked at Wulan sayu.

"I'm glad that you no longer call me Crazy Black Cloak" she said

"Lantas, what should we call you?" ask Jaka.

"My name is Atmaya."

"Atmaya...?!" almost simultaneously Jaka and Wulan exclaimed in shock

"Why are you surprised?" ask the Mad Black Cloak or Atmaya.

"How could we not be surprised? Eyang Resi Suralaga often mentions your name," said Jaka.

"Certainly so?" tanya Atmaya did not believe.

"Do you see me lying?" Jaka asked back.

"Lying or not, that's your business. I just want to know what Suralaga's talking about me?"

"You must not carelessly mention Eyang Resi by name alone!" dengus Wulan riled. He was not happy that his grandfather was not respected.

"He he he.., apparently you're not happy that I'm just saying his name," Atmaya could tell Wulan's feelings.

"Grandfather Atmaya, what exactly is your relationship with eye resi?" tanya Jaka tried to cool the atmosphere.

"My question hasn't been answered, you've asked again!" Atmaya seemed to be grumbling with annoyance.

"Alright," Jaka relented. "The sage used to say your name, but he never told you the truth about you. He just gave us a message to look for you after the completion and refinement of all sciences."

"Why did he tell you to look for me?" ask Atmaya.

"I don't know myself" said Jaka.

Atmaya looked at Wulan.

"I know, but answer first Kakang Jaka's question," said Wulan understood the meaning of Atmaya's view.

"He he he. Beautiful and clever!" Atmaya.

"You know my mother?" Wulan was startled to get curious.

It was never thought that Atmaya or the Mad Black Cloak knew a lot about Wulan. Of course this girl is increasingly curious to know this old man actually. It seemed that he knew a lot about Eyang Resi Suralaga and himself.

"I know who your mother is. Women are beautiful, smart, and good at everything. No wonder so many young men wanted to question him, "Atmaya is like reminiscing about the past.

Wulan was more astonished by the truth of Atmaya's words. Although her mother died when she was three years old, Wulan knew her mother well. Her mother died as a victim of her husband's enemies. It's too bad his fate. Wulan did not blame his father who was a swordsman. Any fighter must have many enemies,

"I was too late for that time. I just got your mom dead. While you yourself brought Suralaga to Bukit Batok this. I can't do anything anymore because he has more right to take care of you than I do" Atmaya continued.

"Who are you really?" ask Wulan. Sounds sound vibrating.

"Although Suralaga is older than me, but in family order she is my misan sister" Atmaya continued

"So..," Wulan was speechless again.look at the man standing in front of her half in disbelief.

"Yes. You're my grandson, Wulan."

"Grandfather...!"

Wulan directly hit Atmaya and hugged her. He could no longer hold back his tears. Atmaya looked teary in her eyes. For Wulan the meeting was really heartwarming and all of a sudden. Jaka can only stare with a blank look, like a dream.

Long enough they hugged each other spilling a sense. buried in the chest Slowly Atmaya released the embrace of the girl. His eyes were still teary looking at Wulan's face that was covered in tears. With trembling hands, tears were wiped on the girl's face.

"Why did you come here now?" asked Wulan after she calmed down.

"I promised Suralaga not to bother you" said Atmaya.

"Congratulate me? What does grandpa mean?" ask Wulan not understand.

"All those sad things started with me. I've spread some really secret news. I feel sorry and guilty. When I intend to take care of you, Suralaga will not allow. But I promise I will come again until you have inherited all the Suralaga sciences. I can only give you secrets about the lame."

"Confidential about the cupu? Then, the secret that Grandpa spread?" ask Jaka.

"Yes about the hickey" said Atmaya.

"Cupu? You mean Grandpa, Cupu Bead Blue?" urge Jaka again.

"really. The cupu is actually on me and I'm keeping it somewhere. But I said that it was your father's, '" Atmaya said, looking at Wulan.

"Why did Grandpa do that?" asked Wulan a little regretfully.

"I hurt your father. He had embarrassed me so much in front of the family that I was kicked out of the big family, "Atmaya was silent for a while. After taking a deep breath, continue again. "It was actually my fault, too. I stole his heirloom sword and hid it. It turned out that my actions were seen by the Suralaga. I was challenged by your father. We fought and I lost. But that doesn't mean the sword I gave back. After I told people the fake news about the cupu, I realized that your father's soul was threatened by the crazy people of heirlooms. I also intend to return your father's sword, but too late"

A few moments later things became quiet. Atmaya's shoulders were shaking withholding sobs of regret.

"If I had returned the sword to your father, he would not have been killed" Atmaya said.

"Ah, stop. Everything has passed. All is the destiny of the Almighty, my Lady," softly Wulan's voice.

"You don't have a grudge against me, Wulan?" Atmaya looked at Wulan.

"For what? You're my only grandfather now. After all, everything that has happened does not need to be a grudge that will never end."

Atmaya could not hold back her harbour. Directly hugged Wulan with a deep haru feeling. How big is this girl's soul. After the hug came off, Wulan invited Atmaya and Jaka to sit under a tree. They sat in a circle without making a campfire. Though the air at the top of Bukit Batok cold pierced at night. But make the jungle figures like them, easily drive away the cold through the distribution of pure air throughout the body.

"I didn't expect that they still wanted Cupu Manik Tunjung Biru," Atmaya said somewhat muttering after a long silence.

"What's so special about that cupu, Cake?" ask Wulan.

"Grandfather will explain, won't he?" jaka Urgak.

"Did Suralaga never tell you both?" Atmaya asked back.

A pair of Red Swiftlets shook their heads together.

"And! Apparently he's crazier than I am!" atmaya Rumpul.

Wulan and Jaka looked at each other. It was hard to get any information from this strange man. The questions we talk about, are always turned back. There is a secret that is actually behind Cupu Manik Tunjung Biru, so that the jungle characters desperate to pit their lives to fight over it?

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The night continued to grow late. The atmosphere of the top of Bukit Batok is actually quiet. But it was as if the sounds of wild dogs feasting on the corpses around Goa Prohibition, continued to spoil the atmosphere. The wind was blowing rather fiercely, spreading the rancid smell of blood. Gripping once is like containing anger.

Wulan was still sitting in front of Atmaya. Jaka who sat beside the girl, did not blink observing Atmaya. The silent man's face was silent, like he was thinking about something. His breath sounded loud and sudden. Then slowly his head lifted up. Suddenly shaken his head while spitting out loudly.

"Akh!"

Instantly, a pair of Red Swiftlets were shocked to hear a restrained complaint, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling onto the bushes. Jaka immediately jumped towards the arrival of the short complaint voice earlier

"Bring him here!" atmaya exclamation full weight.

Jaka who had not lost his surprise, got a young man lying in the bushes Immediately dragged the body of the man to the front of Atmaya. It looked like the person was still breathing, with a lumpy spit stuck to his forehead. Apparently the spitting out of Atmaya was accompanied by the exertion of internal energy. It's amazing, Atmaya. He quickly found out that there were people lurking around. A pair of Red Swiftlets heard nothing.

"Wake up!" grunting Atmaya while knocking on the eel of the person lying in front of her.

That person woke up immediately. Suddenly the saliva attached to the man's eel was instantly gone, and the stick stuck to the end of the dry twig that Atmaya was holding. Bizarrely.

"Although, Ki, don't kill me," said the man immediately kneeling before Atmaya.

"Who told you to spy on me?" atmaya asked coldly.

Jaka watched the man who looked young and the same age as himself. He himself was astonished by the man's fear-like attitude in front of Atmaya. In fact, when viewed from the way of peeping earlier, it seems he has a decent intelligence. To the extent that a pair of Red Swiftlets did not know of his presence.

"You came here with your teacher, huh?" firm and heavy Atmaya's voice.

"ah!"

Not to mention the person uttered a single word, suddenly his body toppled over. On his forehead was a gold nail. Wulan and Jaka simultaneously jumped up and were on standby with a short, double-edged spear at the ends. Atmaya was still sitting cross-legged in her place. He seemed to be not affected at all.

"Golden Nail.," murmured Atmaya with eyes fixed on the golden nail that stuck on the man's forehead.

Sreth! Sreth!

Two flashes of yellow light shot rapidly towards Atmaya. With a swift, moved his right hand. And...

Taps! Taps!

Atmaya's fingers were tucked into two golden spikes as fast as Atmaya's lightning moved his hand, and the yellow rays shot back in the opposite direction towards the dark attack.

"Aaaakh...!"

Two screams of pain followed each other. Then there were two body figures rolled over, slumped from the bushes. Each of his eyebrows was stuck in a gold nail.

"Hm.., just a rotten lizard!" atmaya muttered somewhat snorting.

"Who are they, Kakang?" ask Wulan.

"People of the Golden Nail party," Jaka replied half-whispering

"You know them?"

"Yes. Of the weapons used. Eyang Resi told me about the party."

Wulan nodded her head. If Eyang Resi Suralaga told of a person or a party, there would be a point. At least those who are told have a fairly high level of intelligence and have a name in the martial jungle.

When Wulan was about to open her mouth again suddenly some yellow rays came back rushing towards them and Atmaya. Obviously around here are not just three people from the Golden Spikes party. Other than those who had been killed earlier there were still some people lurking. It was likely that their teacher was also present here.

The tring! The tring!

A pair of Red Swiftlets repelled those attacks by twirling the short spear of their flagship weapon. Life-threatening golden spikes, falling out halfway swept away the weapons of a pair of Red Swallow.

Meanwhile, Atmaya just skipped around dodging the successive attacks that came like rain. The spikes came after each other not constantly threatening the body of the Mad Black Cloak.

"Is this how the rats you brought, Jenggala?" Atmaya said loudly scoffing

After saying so, his hand moved quickly and suddenly several golden spikes turned around, followed by the sound of death screams. Some bodies toppled from the bushes and behind the trees.

"Use the 'Sweep Storm', Sister Wulan!" exclaimed Jaka when he saw Atmaya managed to knock down several more people with his opponent's weapons as well.

"Good, Kakang!" wulan Sahut. Instantly, a pair of Red Swiftlets jumped up and held hands. Their spears spin like propellers. Like a typhoon, their life-threatening spikes were blown violently and turned toward their owners. Again there was a shrill scream followed by the collapse of several people from the bushes. Gun eat sir.

The roar of the wind from the study of a pair of Red Swallow continues to work and the more powerful the small trees begin to drift up to the roots. Pebbles flying swept by the wind from the 'Sweep Storm' style of a pair of Red Swallow. Even now the big trees are starting to fall. Return the screams of death and the seething panic

"He he he.., good, good!" Atmaya chuckled happily.

With a calm demeanor he stood up while folding his hands on his chest. It didn't seem to be affected at all by the Storm Sweepstakes. Atmaya's voice continued to chuckle. It's like a rummy again

But the storm did not last long when suddenly two beams of yellow light managed to penetrate the artificial storm. Those two yellow rays were rushing towards the head of the Red Swallow Pair.

"Revelation, Kakang!" wulan shouted directly jumping while releasing her hand grip on Jaka.

At once Jaka jumped in the opposite direction. Two yellow rays rapidly slumped against the empty target and only hit a large tree. There was a huge explosion. It turned out to come from a tree that was smashed into pieces by two yellow rays earlier.

"It is not free for you to drain the knowledge of the old man Suralaga. Honey, you have to open your eyes and ears more," there is an echoing sound that is accompanied by deep exertion.

A pair of Red Swiftlets again jumped up and stood side by side. Their eyes floated observing into the dark surroundings shrouded in thick fog. The sound was like it was coming from all directions. Clearly, the source of the voice belonged to a person who was quite highly knowledgeable. He can make a sound without knowing where the person is. A pair of Red Swallow indeed has realized from the beginning that those who come to Bukit Batok are people who are quite high in knowledge.

"Back, Jenggala. I don't like playing hide-and-seek like a kid!" exclaim Atmaya or the Mad Black Cloak. His voice was released with a fairly perfect internal energy.

"Ha ha ha...!" sound came back. This time the sound of loud laughter accompanied the exertion of a strong inner strength. The voice sounded jarring and hurtful to the ears.

The moment after the sound of laughter stopped, from a large stone appeared a figure dressed in tight yellow. On his chest was embroidered a picture of a nail of a beautiful golden thread. He had long hair that rolled up. Some strands are left to squeeze up to the shoulder.

Wulan was a bit stifled as well when she saw that person's face. It was unexpected that the face was so handsome with pure white skin. His two eyes were as clear as a newborn. Her lips were red like the lips of a girl, with a single smile. His body was slender, but

"Is he called Jenggala?" Wulan asked inwardly.

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