Story of Maung Kulon

Fire in Kawasenan Kingdom

Almost as much as Cakra Buana tea and the Thousand-Hand Swordsman sprawled like the dead. They did not move at all, even his breathing was very slow. Circumstances in the forest are deserted to separate the ravaged trees. The shattered soil and the rocks that were now turned into small fragments.

The breeze blew carrying the fishy smell of blood that began to dry up. The sun began to lean slightly westward. Just waiting for the time of the angel of death to arrive, then the warrior's life that is sprawled will certainly not be helped.

However, it seems that Sang Hyang Widhi has not allowed them to go to the afterlife. Suddenly the wind blew. Dust covered the view. Before long, two old warriors were there.

I don't know when they came. Clearly, the eyes of an ordinary man will not be able to see how he moves. Both are in white robes. In their hands was a large seed. One carries a stick.

In view of the faces, both of them were definitely over sixty years old. Their eyebrows are thick white. The beard is a bit longer than the chin. Yet their faces glimmered like they were emitting light and bringing a coolness to anyone who looked at them.

"Rear, there seems to have been a terrible battle in this place" said a white robe holding a staff in its left hand.

"You're right rai Jalak Putih. I think I know those who died" said another.

"Who do you think they are the legs of the Crow Bodas?" ask the old man called Jalak Putih.

"They are the warriors of Kawasenan Kingdom" replied the grandfather named Crow Bodas.

"While these two warriors, who do you know?" white Talisman asked as he glanced at Cakra Buana and the Thousand Hands Swordsman.

"I don't know. But ... for a moment," Crow Bodas then took the badge lying on the edge of the Thousand Swordsman.

The two old geezers noticed the badge. Soon the two called out together.

"The Kingdom of Tunggilis .." he said with a look at each other.

"True, both warriors of the Kingdom of Tunggilis,"

"Are they alive?" ask White Starling.

The Crow Bodas then examined the state of the Cakra Buana and the Swordsman of the Thousand Hands.

"still. It's just that their condition is very severe, we better take them immediately," said Crow Bodas.

"Well, I agree" replied White Starling.

The two grandfathers then brought the two warriors. The White Starling carries the Thousand Hands Swordsman. The Crow Bodas carries the Cakra Buana. In just a few breaths of time, the two old geezers had already vanished from the forest. I don't know where they're going, because nobody can see them.

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In the forest where the fight had been, after the departure of the White Talc and Crow Bodas, there were not long before there were some people passing by. There are five people, six people if counted with the front one. And each of them rode on horseback carrying a spear.

Their clothes are uniform. Even the posture of the body, the exact same. Looks like they're a squad. And that was indeed true, the six were the retainers of the Kawasenan Kingdom who used to patrol.

One of them, who was thought to be the leader, signed with his right hand to stop. The other five immediately stopped. Then the leader called out a little loudly.

"It seems like there has been a great fight. Quickly you check whether there are casualties or not" he said.

"Good .." replied the five pungawa in unison.

They immediately got off their horses. Then they checked in various places. Before long, someone shouted.

"I found a body here" said a courtier.

"I also .." said the others.

"I found it too,"

They continued to talk like that up to ten times as much. Unin command, each of the soldiers brought the corpse before their leader. The condition of the corpse was covered in blood. Even the flies have been swarming the bodies.

Although relatively new, it seems that the flies smell the rancid smell of wounds and blood. In just a few hours, all the bodies looked disgusting.

The leader got off his horse. He walked around looking at who the dead were. Once they knew who they were, the shocked leader was not dumbstruck.

"See, it looks like these are our people. Quickly check in his shirt pocket, are there any royal marks?" the leader gave orders to the retainers.

The five retainers immediately checked the pockets of each of the corpses. Now it is not only the leader who is shocked, but the five retainers are the same.

"True sir, these are our people. It looks like they are warriors in the kingdom," said a courtier.

"*******. Who did it, quickly bring them. We will return to the palace immediately" said the leader withstanding anger.

They then arranged the bodies. One horse, two bodies piled up. After everything was done, they immediately left from there and returned to the palace.

Arriving at the palace, everyone there was in an uproar. Especially those who are also warriors of Kawasenan Kingdom. The warriors were shocked. For they know who the ten are and how the height of their knowledge lightens.

In the main room of the kingdom which contained the throne seat of the king, there were quite a lot of warriors of choice. There were about eleven of them. These eleven people are some of the warriors who are prioritized by Prabu Ajiraga. They have knowledge that is not inferior to the ten people who died.

The atmosphere there was quiet for quite a while. But the silence this time was different. They were silent because they were holding back the anger that was currently stirring. Even some of the warriors squeezed his hands hard.

Prabu Ajiraba was silent. His anger was clearly greater than that of the eleven warriors. The death of his ten warriors, was tantamount to humiliation. Moreover, they were killed still in their own territory, and worse, the location was found near Kotaraja.

"Who do you think did it?" prabu Ajiraga asked with a vengeful rage. His eyes stared intently around at the eleven warriors.

No one opened their mouths. They were all silent, their mouths locked.

"Jawab ..." snapped the prabu while hitting the table in front of him until it split.

Everyone is shocked of course. Just this time they saw his master furious.

"Sorry prabu, I suspect someone in this incident" said the advisor of Kawasan Kingdom named Wahyu Pamungkas.

"Say who" the king asked.

"But I do not guarantee that these allegations are true. It can be, it can't be" said the elderly adviser.

"I said say," said Prabu Ajiraga, he pressed his voice slightly while holding back his anger.

"Good Your Majesty. According to the alleged servant, the death of ten royal warriors, had something to do with the Thousand Swordsman and the Masked Swordsman," he said rather nervously.

"Hemm .." Prabu Ajiraga squinted his eyes far ahead.

"You sure you think it's uncle?"

"Not completely. But my gut feeling, they're both in sight,"

"Does anyone want to add to this conjecture?" ask Prabu Ajiraga to everyone there.