Story of Maung Kulon

Four Royal Swordsmen

"Do you also feel that Prabu Ajiraga does not believe in us?" ask Cakra Buana again.

"Just what you said. I don't think they trust us. I know because when I talk, I occasionally glance at her face. I could see from his gaze," said the Thousand-handed Swordsman.

"I think there's something that's happened before uncle,"

"Explain," asked the Thousand-handed Swordsman.

"There is most likely someone who has reported the death of the Ten Swordsman Brothers before us. And what this first person explains, seems to contradict what we just said. So the Kawasenan Kingdom was not so surprised when you spoke earlier. Most likely already know that there is something behind all this ...," explained Cakra Buana.

Maung Kulon's warrior stopped telling stories. The order is ready and has just arrived. The Thousand Hand Swordsman intended to taste it immediately, but was immediately pushed aside by Cakra Buana's hand.

"We go now" whispered Cakra Buana.

"But .. I was just about to eat the prince,"

"According to me. We leave now," Cakra Buana whispered again. This time, however, his words were somewhat suppressed.

"Haihh .. alright, alright," said the Thousand-handed Swordsman a little annoyed.

Then he immediately gave his payment on the table. After that, Cakra Buana and the Thousand Hands Swordsman immediately moved from the tavern.

Both are currently walking down a path. Cakra Buana brings the Thousand Hand Swordsman to the corners of the village around the city. In the middle of the journey, the Thousand Swordsman suddenly stopped and asked the Swordsman Maung Kulon, he was curious since then.

"Prince, what's the matter? Why do you look so worried?" asked the Thousand Hand Swordsman while looking at Cakra Buana a little bit sharp.

"Sorry before uncle. Because of me, you don't eat. But just so you know, there were some people who eavesdropped on our readings earlier" Cakra Buana said.

"How come? Isn't it crowded there?"

"Indeed, but they seem to be quite highly trained. And again .." Cakra Buana did not continue his speech. He looked directly at some corners.

"If you have come, go out. Don't hide like that" said Cakra Buana a little tight.

The Thousand Hand Swordsman was confused by what Cakra Buana did. According to him, there were only the two of them. But before long, from the four corners immediately appeared four people who wore different clothes.

The Thousand Hands Swordsman and Cakra Buana were quite surprised, because the ones who followed them were the warriors of Kawasenan Kingdom. But the shock was immediately suppressed as they began to walk closer.

"Sorry, on what basis are you following us?" ask Cakra Buana. His voice he changed a little to a bit raucous hoarse.

"Before apologizing, we were just carrying out the duties of His Majesty the King" said a person wearing yellow clothes. He holds a black and white fan.

"Oh .. so. Is there a message His Majesty wants to convey to us?" ask the Thousand Hands Swordsman.

"none. We were just a little surprised, why did you stop by the shop by the lake. And for what you came all the way here" said another. She was wearing purple clothes, her face was still young. On his waist was tucked a yellow bamboo flute.

"Not pretend anymore. If you've heard what we're talking about, why ask again?" Cakra Buana was getting a little upset. One of the things hated by the Swordsman Maung Kulon is the presence of others who dare to eavesdrop on his conversation.

"Hemm ... What do you really want?" ask Cakra Buana with eyes as sharp as a machete.

"Of course we want your real confession. What's behind all this? His Majesty the King feels suspicious of you. He believes there is something behind it all. Just so you know, the day before you arrived at Kawasenan Kingdom, a password telik has given a report related to the death of the Ten Sovereigns. What he said, was very contrary to what you said," said one person dressed in gray. His head was bare, on his waist tucked a whip (whip) with a tip full of sharp thorns.

"What did he say?"

"He said that the Ten Swordsmen were killed near the inn and the tavern by a young swordsman dressed in all white. This provisional assumption, the young swordsman in question is the Swordsman Maung Kulon, Cakra Buana. Because according to eyewitnesses, the perpetrator was holding a sword wrapped in a white cloth" the man continued.

'It turns out the prince's speech was really precise, ' Inner Swordsman of the Thousand Hands.

"Hemm .. Are you sure of the person's story?"

"of course. Because the password is our people. And who reported the incident, even though he was not part of the Kawasenan Kingdom, but at least he had the same goal. That is to say that the Swordsman Maung Kulon was killed," he said a little snapping.

The Thousand Hands Swordsman started to be furious. His chest went up and down quickly. His breath is unsettled. Her ears were already hot hearing the name Cakra Buana being touted like that. Fortunately Cakra Buana immediately held the hands of the Thousand Hand Swordsman. He gave the code so that you don't act.

"Then, why didn't the person you were referring to kill the Swordsman Maung Kulon back then. Didn't you say that he himself wanted to see her die?"

"You don't be a stupid masked Swordsman. Cakra Buana the bastard boy had a high bath. It was not an easy matter to kill him, even the martial world grandfather had died while fighting him first. Even though the grandfather had been injured before, it was at least not an easy matter to kill a martial world figure like him," said the black-clothed old swordsman.

Cakra Buana smiled faintly behind her mask. He was a little surprised because it was unexpected that people like them admitted the intelligence they had.

"Then, if it's really him, do you think that you're capable of killing him?" cakra Buana asked to know their answer.

The four warriors of Kawasenan Kingdom fell silent. They are confused as to how to answer. Because they are in fact suspicious themselves.

"There's no guarantee we can kill him. But with the four of us in existence, we could at least inflict heavy injuries on him,"

"Is that a certainty?"

"Eitherway. But we believe we can inflict heavy injuries if we fight together against him" said the old swordsman.

"good. Well then, let's immediately start an interesting show," said Cakra Buana.

"What do you mean Masked Swordsman?" ask the swordsman who wears purple clothes.

"We're going to start an interesting show. But first, I want to know who you are? Please introduce yourself, "pinta Cakra Buana.

"Why do you want to know us?"

"Just do it" said Cakra Buana.

"All right, I'll tell you. I am known as the Old Swordsman, this is the Flying Fan, he is the Bamboo Flute Swordsman, and another Devil Cemeti," said the old grandfather who claimed to be the Old Swordsman.