Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Red Dragon Bag. 3

The night is too late. The atmosphere in Jatiwangi Village was quiet. Some torches still appear to be burning brightly in some places. The village head's courtyard looked silent. No one was in sight, except on the front porch. Ki Rangkuti sat pensively accompanied by the Golden Sword God and the Angel Shadow. Two friends who have not left the place despite the inauguration celebration of Padepokan Jatiwangi has ended this afternoon.

While the other invited guests had rested in their respective rooms that had been provided by Ki Rangkuti. Since this afternoon the three people were sitting on the front porch without many words spoken from his mouth. Ki Rangkuti was like he was thinking of something heavy.

“I see you are no longer happy since the death of Mahesa *****, Rangkuti. Are you thinking of the words of Buto Dungkul?” The Golden Sword God opened a soft voice.

Ki Rangkuti took a deep breath. His eyes stared at his two best friends in turn.

“You have an agreement with that wild man Rangkuti?” ask the Angel Shadow.

“Ya,” sigh Ki Rangkuti heavy. "I have to deal with him in the next three months if Mahesa ***** is dead.”

"Decisive agreement!" the Golden Sword God Grunts.

“I did it because I had to, I just wanted to save Mahesa's life ***** that time."

“You should just leave Mahesa ****** off right then and there. After all, he finally had to die at the hands of Buto Dungkul!” The Angel Shadow seemed to regret Ki Rangkuti's attitude.

“I do not regret the agreement,” said Ki Rangkuti.

“Then why are you so moody?" the Golden Sword God.

"I thought of the request of Buto Dungkul.”

“What request?"

“Buto Dungkul won't kill me in a fight later. He just wants to beat me.”

"If that's all why think about it?”

“Not only that Golden Sword God. What's a burden on my mind now is Buto Dungkul asking my daughter if I lose."

The Golden Sword God and the Shadow Angel were shocked half to death. It felt like they were hearing a huge lightning explosion. It is not expected that Ki Rangkuti has a very heavy agreement.

They all knew how great Buto Dugkul was. It felt hard for Ki Rangkuti to defeat that wild man. The three of them alone were not necessarily able to match even though they were simultaneously attacking. What a fucking deal!

“Sekar Telasih already know the agreement?" ask the Golden Sword God.

“Not yet,” says Ki Rangkuti lethargic.

“I can't imagine what if your daughter found out about the deal? Really reckless once you, Rangkuti,” muttered Shadow Angel deplored.

Ki Rangkuti could not blame the words of his best friend. Admitted that his actions were reckless. Though there is no benefit at all to help Mahesa***** at that time. He also did not know before. Perhaps because of his shortness of spirit alone who was moved to help anyone in need even though he had to sacrifice what he loved.

"Now, what are you going to do? Three full moons is not a long time to prepare, Rangkuti,” said the Golden Sword God.

“I can't think about it yet" said Ki Rangkuti.

“You'd better perfect your flagship sciences. Nor will I stay silent just to see your destruction,” said Shadow Angel.

"thank you. You are indeed true friends," said Ki Rangkuti moved.

“Ah, stop. I also don't know yet, whether this sword of mine can tear off his skin," said the Golden Sword God.

Ki Rangkuti looked at his two best friends with a sense of haru. He can no longer say anything. The willingness of his two best friends helps solve the difficulties that are being faced, making his tongue seem to be a mute. Maybe this is what true friendship means. Happy as it feels, hard to bear. Though his life of stakes does not make friendship so fractured.

The Golden Sword God patted Ki Rangkuti on the shoulder then got up on his feet. His feet swung towards the entrance of the mansion. Not long after the Angel Shadow followed to rest.

Now on the front porch is staying Ki Rangkuti sitting alone. It is very difficult the problem he faces now. How could it be possible to give up Sekar Telasih to a wild man who always lives in the middle of the wilderness?

When Ki Rangkuti was pensive, suddenly a ray of light shot towards him and precisely hit the middle of the white marble table in front of him. The old man who still looked handsome was shocked to the point of jumping to his feet. A beam of light that was rushing through it turned out to be a small arrow made of bright red metal material. Ki Rangkuti circulated his eyes around through the darkness of the night.

There's no one out there. Only darkness surrounded him. No strange sounds were heard, except the sighing of the wind and the rustling of the leaves alone. Ki Rangkuti turned his gaze to the small arrow stuck.

⁇ “Hmm...,” his lips muttered long as he saw that there was a roll of palm leaves bound to the stem of the arrow. The leaf rolls were tied with blood-red ribbons. Ki Rangkuti released it from the arrow. His eyes widened as soon as he read the writing on the palm leaf.

“Satan!” his wrath while squeezing the palm until it was destroyed **** Ki Rangkuti immediately jumped out of the homepage. Twice revolved in the air, then sweetly traced the ground. He stood on his waist with his big eyes circulating around him.

No one was seen The surroundings remained silent, not even the night beasts seemed reluctant to make a sound. Long enough also Ki Rangkuti stood on the ruins of the stage located right in the middle of the yard of his house. He seemed unconcerned by the cold night breeze piercing the skin. His heart was hot and furious receiving a letter of challenge from an unknown person at all.

Ki Rangkuti's anger peaked. The sentence written was not much but enough to make the heart of the Village Chief Jatiwangi so hot. In his mind is still warmly stated the words “Serakan Sekar Telasih, you will be free from crazy agreements. No one can match Buto Dungkul other than I”

This is just one challenge that underestimates the ability of Ki Rangkuti. It is only fitting that the Village Chief of Jatiwangi is so hot. Never had he accepted such a disparaging and insulting challenge.

“You're out. Let me smash your fucking head!” geram Ki Rangkuti was a bit loud.

Stay quiet no one says. Only the whirring of the wind alone carried the sound of Ki Rangkuti spreading to all directions.

"If you're a man show me your nose!” ki Rangkuti again.

Still there is no lawfulness of the situation remains deserted. Ki Rangkuti snorted in annoyance. With his legs jerked, he stepped back to the porch of his house which was lit by four lamps in each corner. Resentfully shaken his body into the chair. His eyes immediately stared at the red arrow that was still stuck in the middle of the table.

The white marble stone of the tabletop was harder than ordinary stone. And the arrow's eyes were able to pierce inward without the slightest damage to the other parts. From there alone can be measured the height of the science of internal energy owned by the thrower.

"Who is that little arrow-thrower? And what does it mean to ask my daughter? How did he know I had a problem with Buto Dungkul?' Ki Rangkuti wondered for himself.

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The storm happened again this morning. Ten students of Padepokan Jatiwangi whose intelligence was only as long as corn were found dead with the chest stuck in a small red arrow. The ten people who died last night got guard duty around the padepokan.

Geramam Ki Rangkuti shook his head to hold back the growl. His eyes reddened to see the ten corpses of his disciples. One by one the faces of his students and the four remaining teaching teachers in the padepokan, he viewed. Heavy breathing sounds loud.

“Who's first to see?" ask Ki Rangkuti. His voice sounded deep and heavy.

“I Ki,” said one of the four teachers.

“Guide,” muttered Ki Rangkuti. “Only you yourself are the first to see?”

"Tell me what happened?"

"I don't know what's going on. Me and ten others got them dead, ” Pandu explained.

“Some of you heard something last night?”

Everyone shakes their head.

“And!” geram Ki Rangkuti.

Ki Rangkuti could not blame them all. The person who did this must have such a high level of intelligence that no one could know and hear anything. Could it be that the person has aji sirep, so that they all fall asleep like dead?

“Bury them now,” command Ki Rangkuti.

All the Padepokan Jatiwangi disciples bowed respectfully. Ki Rangkuti turned around and stepped away from the courtyard which was not far away and his residence. The steps are wide and quickly out and the wall padepokan.

Ki Rangkuti looked at some of the residents who were huddled to see the death of ten Padepokan Jatiwangi disciples. The old man continued to step towards his residence. He only stopped when he saw the Golden Sword God and the Angel Shadow standing in front of his porch. The two friends approached.

"I heard ten of your students were killed. Really it?” ask the Golden Sword God.

“Ya, right. Last night," replied Ki Rangkuti

“Must be! We just moved and porch by morning. And you yourself don't seem to sleep all night how could that be?" The shadow of the Angel shook its head in disbelief.

"I don't know myself. What disaster will befall my village?" Ki Rangkuti complained.

The three of them were silent. Ki Rangkuti stepped towards the veranda. The Golden Sword God and the Angel Shadow followed from behind. They again sat on the porch facing the marble table in the middle of it. The Golden Sword God felt a hole in the middle of that table.

“He threw this last night" Ki Rangkuti said as he pulled out a small red arrow lying on the table.

"Great..," muttered the Golden Sword God shook his head.

"When did this happen?” ask the Angel Shadow.

“Not long after you guys log in.”

The Golden Sword God clucked in admiration.

“I think there are people who are not happy about the establishment of Padepokan Jatiwangi,” Shadow Angel guessed.

"Event like this always occurs in the newly established silat. This is one of the tests for Padepokan Jatiwangi,” continued the Golden Sword God.

Ki Rangkuti just smiled faintly. The allegations made by his two friends were only heard. In his mind raging problems that overlap each other. All these allegations are true if the person who threw a small red arrow did not accompany the insult letter. The sound of the letter made Ki Rangkuti have other thoughts.

That person not only wants to rob Sekar Telasih. But also want to destroy Padepokan Jatiwangi that is as long as corn. Whoever he is, obviously he has a high intelligence. He can act without anyone knowing! While last night, no less and eleven figures of the jungle persilatan sakti stayed at the village head's house. None and they know it.

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One by one the invitees left Jatiwangi Village that day. Only the Golden Sword God and the Angel Shadow remained. As friends, they are determined to help the difficulties that are now facing Ki Rangkuti. For them, life is not important. Friendship is the most important thing in life.

In his youth, Ki Rangkuti was a swordsman who was always unfortunate in the jungle. No wonder that it has many enemies, or people who are not happy and take revenge on it. This is very well realized by Ki Rangkuti and his two friends.

In his old age Ki Rangkuti chose to settle in his birth village. Especially after having a wife and children. His determination to leave a violent life was really carried on for many years. But now the Head of Jatiwangi Village will inevitably have to face and plunge back into his old life. A life that is always covered in blood and death.

Wuss!

“Awas...!” suddenly the Golden Sword God shouted.

A ray of red light suddenly flashed rapidly towards Ki Rangkuti. The three people standing in the middle of the vast courtyard simultaneously jumped to their rescue. Ki Rangkuti who was the target of the bouncy red light spun in the air twice. The red light passed inside the round of Ki Rangkuti's body.

Just now the old man who still looked handsome was treading on the ground, again flashed a red radiance threatening him. As fast as lightning Ki Rangkuti moved his hand and...

Taps!

Very hard he caught the red light. Ki Rangkuti stood tall in the middle of his yard. While the Golden Sword God was some distance away on the left. Shadow Angel.the distance is about three spears on the right. Ki Rangkuti saw the grip of his hand that caught the red light earlier.

“red arrow....,” his hisses as soon as he saw a small blood red arrow in his palm.

The red arrow was encased by a lontar leaf tied with a red ribbon. Ki Rangkuti immediately released the red ribbon that bound the lontar leaf. While his two best friends are approaching and standing on the left and right.

"Sangkuti, I'll wait for you in the Valley of the Carcass Flowers at midnight tonight,” muttered the Golden Sword God who read the inscription on a leaf.

“You know that gun?” ask the Angel Shadow.

Ki Rangkuti did not immediately reply. Since the first time I got this red little arrow weapon, his brain was always spinning in memory. Perhaps he had once clashed with people who used to use this weapon. I have never known this weapon before.

⁇ “Life of warriors is always surrounded by enemies. It could be that person was a disciple of one of your enemies," said the Golden Sword God.

"Perhaps, I've never seen this type of weapon before" Ki Rangkuti half muttered.

"How now? You're gonna meet that challenge?" ask the Golden Sword God again.

"What about Buto Dungkul?" The shadow of the Angel reminds me.

"That's the last business,” said Ki Rangkuti.

The Golden Sword God and the Angel Shadow looked at each other. They both shrug their shoulders. The problem facing Ki Rangkuti at this time is not light. One question has not yet been resolved has come another question.

"We will accompany you later tonight," said the Golden Sword God.

“Thank you."

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