Story of Maung Kulon

Strategies

The sky that had been blackened, was now slowly starting to brighten again. The sky is golden yellow. The moon that last night hung on the horizon, has now disappeared replaced by the Sun. His radiant light illuminated the earth, piercing through the crevices of the leaves. The crystal-clear morning dust still dripped gracefully.

The sound of birds squeaking alternately. One by one they came out of the nest to feed their families.

The atmosphere was still not really early in the morning, but life was already crowded. The farmers had been up since dawn to go to their fields. Traders have held a trading stand to get a penny of sustenance coffers.

In an old building on the outskirts of the forest, four people who were quite far away were sitting in a bale-bale while welcoming the beautiful morning. In front of them as usual there was warm tea and yams and boiled cassava.

"Beautiful morning, sunny day" muttered the Crow Bodas and sipped his favorite warm tea.

"really. It was beautiful this morning. I feel really happy to be able to enjoy it," the Thousand Wielding Warden said.

"Happy depends on yourself. But unfortunately not many people understand this," said Jalak Putih.

"Rear right. Happy is what we create. Not seeking. Happiness is very close, only the moment away. Happiness is simple, but it's only the thing that makes it complicated. Humans are unique," said White Starling and then put boiled sweet potatoes into his mouth.

Cakra Buana is silent. He doesn't talk. Inwardly, the all-white young man was grateful because so early, he had obtained the philosophy of life.

When everything was sinking with his daydream, suddenly the Crow Bodas asked Cakra Buana about his next destination.

"Maybe me and my Uncle the Thousand-Handler will return again to Kawasenan Kingdom," replied Cakra Buana.

"Why is the prince back there?" ask White Starling.

"There's still something we need to work out,"

"Didn't you choose to return to the Kingdom of Tunggilis with us?" ask Crow Bodas.

"Thank you for the kindness of my uncle. Maybe if we could, we'd meet halfway,"

"All right then. I hope we meet. When are you going?"

"Now" replied Cakra Buana.

"Isn't it still too early to get there?"

"Uncle's right. But at least I'll get to the palace maybe when the sun's a little high,"

The Crow Bodas and the White Starling were silent. Both of them already knew that they would not be able to hold Cakra Buana and the Thousand-handed Swordsman.

"All right then. I can't ban it anymore" said the White Crow.

"Thank you uncle. Well then, now I'm resigning myself. Thank you for saving us both" said Cakra Buana politely.

"You're talking about what the prince is. Of course we will save you, even when we now know who you are, we are ready to sacrifice a life for you" Crow Bodas said, followed by a nod by Jalak Putih.

"Thank you again, uncle. Then, I say retreat," he said and then saluted followed by the Thousand Hands Swordsman.

The two men immediately used the science of lightening his body. In just three breaths, the two warriors had already disappeared from the sight of the Crow Bodas and the White Starling.

"Young people who deserve to be a great leader .." muttered Crow Bodas then exhaled a long breath.

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They did not know that a few days ago, eleven warriors of Kawasenan Kingdom searched for him because of the death of ten warriors. They even search to different areas around.

Cakra Buana himself intends to return to the Kawasenan Kingdom because it is intentional. His intention was to dispel the suspicion of the death of ten warriors and so that the government would not involve him. Because of his logic, if he was involved, how could he possibly dare to come again?

By noon, Cakra Buana and the Thousand Hands Swordsman had arrived in Kotaraja. Swordsman Maung Kulon is back wearing clothes like before. It is wearing a robe and a wooden mask that has beautiful carvings.

The two immediately walked towards the gate. Since the guards already knew who the two people were, then they did not complicate Cakra Buana and the Thousand-handed Swordsman like before.

The two warriors were instantly greeted by the guards of the main entrance of the royal palace. They were taken to the main room. There as usual, always crowded by high-scientific warriors.

Prabu Ajiraga looked at Cakra Buana and the Thousand-handed Swordsman as soon as he entered.

"I haven't seen you these past few days, is there a problem you're facing?" ask Prabu Ajiraga.

"No, Your Majesty the King. There are only a few problems, and now they have been solved by us" replied the Thousand Hands Swordsman.

"Thank God then. Please sit down" said the king.

Cakra Buana and the Thousand Hand Swordsman then sat down with the other warriors. All the warriors there were silent, no one dared to speak. Cakra Buana felt that something was wrong. Even once upon a time, Cakra Buana caught sight of a swordsman who looked at himself cynically.

Swordsman Maung Kulon and Swordsman Seribu do not know, everyone who is there is currently running a strategy. Previously, the advisor of Kawasen Kingdom, Wahyu Pamungkas, had told Prabu Ajiraga how to dismantle who had killed ten of his warriors.

They were all suspicious of the two warriors. And the plan, Prabu Ajiraga will make both guests caught red-handed that they are indeed the culprit by using the plan that has been made by the Ultimate Revelation Adviser.

"Your Majesty, so how? Do we have to give any more tribute rations, or not?" ask the Thousand Hands Swordsman.

Prabu Ajiraga did not answer the question. Instead, he asked something else.

"Executor, have you heard a shocking news?" ask Prabu Ajiraga.

"News? What news does His Majesty the King mean?" asked the Thousand Swordsman a little confused.

"Ten Kawasenan Kingdom warriors have been killed,"

"What?" The Thousand Hands Swordsman exclaimed in shock. Of course he already knew, this expression was just a mere pretence.

"Who killed him, Your Majesty? How dare someone do that. This is tantamount to challenging His Majesty the King" said the Thousand Hands Swordsman.

"You're right. This guy is the same as me,"

"So who did it? Is there an order for the servant?"

The atmosphere is getting tense. The warriors in the room began to correct their sitting position. No one's talking. In the room it instantly became quiet.

"The culprit is in this room," said Prabu Ajiraga turned cold.

The Thousand Hand Swordsman and Cakra Buana increasingly felt something strange. Their hearts had already said a bad feeling. But as hard as they can, both cover it all.

"Who is His Majesty?" ask the Thousand Hands Swordsman again.