Story of Maung Kulon

Prince …

Sanca and Dadung Amuk went to the Kingdom of Tunggilis on a horse ride from the former students of Serpent College Spoon. In just a moment, both of them had already vanished into the darkness of the night. Now there are only Cakra Buana and the Swordsman of the Thousand Hands, as well as the people of the White Royal College.

After the departure of Sanca and Dadung Amuk, all the people went back to college. Some students who still have enough energy, given the task to bury all the bodies that are lying in bed.

Right now, all the teachers were in the back room, where Grandpa Rajawali used to ponder and enjoy his favorite bitter coffee. They're gathering there. The core disciples were treating each other.

While Grandpa Rajawali, is currently being treated by Cakra Buana because he was exposed to ferocious poison during the fight earlier. Grandfather Rajawali was in a sitting position cross-legged with both hands like people worshiping. The Cakra Buana sits cross-legged behind her while gluing both palms.

After everything was done, Grandpa Rajawali had Shinta make warm tea as a warmer in the atmosphere of a cold night like today.

They all don't talk right away. Everything quiet. The eyes glared far away, the shadow of the fight and the victims were still clearly in their minds. Unexpectedly, just because of an ambition, human life seems meaningless.

"Executor, forgive me for my attitude yesterday," Grandpa Rajawali said to Cakra Buana and the Thousand-handed Swordsman.

"Actually yesterday I half-meeted you. Half believe, half not. Believe because I know and feel like I've heard your name fluttering. Not believing because your words are not at all accompanied by evidence," said Grandpa Rajawali full of regret.

"It's uncle, what happened has happened. We better start all over again, I'll help heal all the injured disciples" said Cakra Buana, who was also taken by the Thousand-handed Swordsman.

"Thank you in advance. Really, I feel so embarrassed and sorry to remember what happened yesterday,"

"Forgot that, uncle. It is better now that we heal the poisoned disciples first" Cakra Buana said.

The words of Cakra Buana just got the approval of all the teachers. Including the Thousand Hands Self Swordsman. They rushed to the room where there were poisoned students.

Now everyone is busy treating their 'patients. Including Cakra Buana and the Thousand Hand Swordsman. Both of them also contributed to the treatment, after all this is his own idea. In addition, the Cakra Buana has been intended to help since the beginning.

When they finished, they went back to the back room. There is already available warm tea and snacks in the form of ulen (uli) grilled. Grandpa Rajawali and the others immediately sat down together. The night was getting late, the moon that had been covered by clouds, now had again radiated its rays beautifully.

Mount Waluh looks more beautiful when exposed to the moonlight. On it some night beasts like bats and night birds flew back and forth across the mountain.

Grandfather Rajawali started the conversation at a time when everyone was silent. The great master asked about where Cakra Buana and the Thousand-handed Swordsman were going.

"We intend to head to the Kawasenan Kingdom. We have the task of His Majesty the Catapangan King" replied the Thousand Swordsman honestly.

Grandpa Rajawali and the core disciples looked at each other. Hearing the name of the Kawasenan Kingdom being called, the teachers of the White Eagle School instantly changed their faces. Their faces depicted dislike of the kingdom.

"Has the Kingdom of Tunggilis surrendered itself to the Kingdom of Kawasenan?" asked Grandpa Rajawali while squinting his eyes.

"I mean uncle?" tanya Cakra Buana still did not understand the intention of the old man.

"Didn't the Tunggilis Kingdom pretend to be subservient to the Kawasan Kingdom? Aren't they waiting for the right moment to attack Kawasenan?" asked Grandpa Rajawali rather urgently.

It turns out that the internal problems of the kingdom have been widely known by the old warriors. And this is a fact, because a few years ago, the Kingdom of Tunggilis with universities and warriors who opposed the Kingdom of Kawasenan had gathered. In the meeting they discussed going to attack the Kawasenan Kingdom if the time had come.

"Don't misunderstand me first uncle," Cakra Buana said as she noticed the change in Grandpa Rajawali's face.

"Misunderstand how? It is clear that the Kingdom of Tunggilis has sent you to the Kingdom of Kawasenan. So I don't think there's anything to explain anymore" he said a little sniffly.

Those people's attitudes have completely changed. It seemed like they did not want to see the Kawasenan Kingdom standing up. As the day progresses, the suffering of the people increases. Hunger is everywhere. Crime happens uncontrollably. The rich get richer, the poor get poorer.

"Uncle, let me explain first. None of this is what you think," said the Thousand-handed Swordsman trying to calm the tense situation.

"Explain,"

"The two of us went to Kawasenan Kingdom not because we gave up. Precisely because Prabu Katapangan want to start friction with the kingdom. A few days ago, there was an emissary from the Kawasenan Kingdom asking for a tribute ration. However, due to several events, the messenger was killed by Cakra Buana. So that tribute is not given. It's just that Prabu Katapangan sent us to report that their emissaries were killed in the middle of the road while carrying tribute rations. Well when we reported this incident to Prabu Ajiraga, we wanted to see his reaction. If he still insisted on asking for more tribute rations, then at that time the war friction would begin," said the Thousand Hand Swordsman explained everything to Grandpa Rajawali.

"Is your word trustworthy?" ask Bayu who suddenly spoke.

"Do you not believe me anymore. Is it in your eyes that I'm a liar?"

Everything's silent. They could not answer the words of the Thousand Hands Swordsman. Especially when he spoke, he showed his haunted face.

"Then, it means that the awaited time will soon arrive. That means, someone who will lead when the unification of Pasundan land has been found?" ask Grandpa Rajawali who is starting to calm down again.

"Certain uncle. The person who was outlined to be a great leader was already found. And that person is here" said the Thousand Hands Swordsman.

"you mean? Who's the guy you mean?" asked Grandpa Rajawali in confusion.

"This young man is the man. He's Prabu Katapangan Kresna's nephew. The former both of his parents were killed and his position was taken by Prabu Ajiraga's parents," said the Thousand Hand Swordsman while holding the shoulder of Cakra Buana.

"In-him? You're not kidding?" asked Grandpa Rajawali still did not believe it.

"i'm serious. He is the chosen one. Even the Godly Heirloom Sword, was currently in his hands,"

"Is what he said true?" ask Grandpa Rajawali to Cakra Buana. His heart was still curious, he did not believe it completely.

"Certain uncle. I am the son of Bambang Sukma Saketi's father and the mother of Dewi Sekar Arum" said Cakra Buana.

At that instant, Grandfather and his core disciples were aghast. It turned out that the long-awaited person was now in front of them.

"Prince .." said Grandpa Rajawali and then intend to worship Cakra Buana followed by his disciple.

But soon Cakra Buana restrained them from worshiping. He doesn't like things like this much. But if he becomes king, then he must accept it.