
After seeing the swordsman who had been unsettling the locals killed, they cheered very happily because now there would be no more warriors asking for rations.
Actually the Twin Demon Swordsman had been doing something similar for quite a while, there were already some newcomer warriors trying to kill him. But alas, of all the warriors no one could defeat or kill him, there were even newcomers who died in the hands of the Twin Demons.
The representative of the local population approached Langlang Cakra Buana, he intended to thank and give rewards for his services for successfully killing the Twin Demons.
"Thank you young swordsman, finally there is also a swordsman who can kill the Twin Demons. Uncle representing the people of Pangarengan Village was really grateful. We hope the young swordsman will accept our reward" said one local resident representing the others with respect.
"Ahhh .. no uncle, I am not entitled to all these rewards. I happen to have enough supplies, for me to destroy the awesomeness of wrath on earth is mandatory. So I don't want to accept any of this" Cakra Buana replied kindly.
However, he had promised his teacher Eyang Resi Patok Pati, to carry out all orders including eradicating the evil on earth sincerely, how could he receive all these rewards?.
But even though Langlang Cakra Buana refused several times, the locals insisted that the young man receive his reward.
"If the young swordsman receives this reward, we really feel very appreciated. This is purely from our hearts without a little coercion or anything else" said the resident representative.
"Alright, if uncle keeps pushy. I will receive this reward. I hope that Sang Hyang Widhi will always protect this village from danger" Langlang Cakra Buana said while receiving the reward of one bag of gold pieces.
After receiving a reward from the locals, Langlang Cakra Buana intends to continue his journey back. He did not eat in the tavern because he was afraid of being noticed by people.
"Uncle and aunt. I beg you to resign yourself to continue the journey, thank you for everything," Langlang Cakra Buana said as he bowed respectfully.
"Be careful young swordsman. Take good care of yourself, we will not forget you" one resident representative shouted slightly.
"Good uncle, aunt. Sampurasun" said Langlang Cakra Buana.
"Rampes." replied the locals in unison.
Finished saying goodbye, the young swordsman immediately left Pangarengan Village, he immediately used his Wind Saipi knowledge. I don't know where he's going, he doesn't even know.
Langlang Cakra Buana continued to run quickly, so fast the young man really looked like the wind, only as intense as it seemed, it also had to be seen very carefully.
An hour later the young man had reached a forest that was quite lush and spacious. The atmosphere there was very quiet and a little creepy, the sound of animals sounded crowded, even though it was still daytime.
Langlang Cakra Buana continued to walk in the forest slowly while looking around him, on the edge of the forest there was a river whose water was quite swift. The water is clear green, there are several bamboo trees that lean to the river bank.
Long enough the young man walked slowly while enjoying the cool air under the atmosphere of the forest is gripping, until finally Langlang Cakra Buana heard the sound from a distance.
One was a young swordsman and the other an old swordsman. Several wounds had already been painted on each of the swordsmen's bodies, but the most severe was the old swordsman.
"I told you to give up and you better tell me where the mustika is!" the young swordsman said in a high tone to the old swordsman.
"Cuihh ..." The old warrior spat hatred into the ground. "Rather than me telling you where Mustika Kahyangan lies to a bastard like you, I'd rather just die" said the old swordsman remained firm on his stance.
As the old swordsman remained stubborn, they finally resumed the pending fight for a while, Langlang Cakra Buana was still paying attention behind the tree trunk at this time.
He still had not acted any further, but according to his hearing and vision the young swordsman was like looking around for where a Mustika was stored. Langlang Cakra Buana himself did not know the mustika they intended.
The fierce fight was long enough, until finally the old swordsman was increasingly cornered because of the wounds on his body more and more. The young swordsman wanted to end his fight immediately, he intended to kill the old swordsman.
But before that happened, Langlang Cakra Buana who had been silent finally intervened to help the cornered old swordsman. Just before the young swordsman slashed the head of the old swordsman, Langlang Cakra Buana darted out quickly and thwarted the killing.
"Who are you? Dare to interfere in my affairs," said the young swordsman when he realized there was a young man whose age was not far from his own.
"Who I am is not important. The most important thing is that I am the angel of death who will take your life because it has passed harshly to the parents," Langlang Cakra Buana replied with a serious face.
The young swordsman grew furious as the figure of the young man who was several years younger than him still insisted on meddling in his affairs.
"It's also your guts, don't you know who I am? Introduce me Gatot Adikusuma, I am nicknamed the Swordsman Without Pardon," said the young swordsman introducing himself arrogantly.
From his nickname alone it is clear, that he is a swordsman who does not know the word forgiveness to anyone. Swordsman Without Pardon thinks that when he introduces himself the figure of the young man in front of him today will be frightened, dear.
"I'm not afraid of your title, your title is good but if you don't have the manners it's all for nothing" Langlang Cakra Buana said calmly.
"Blucky monkey .. don't try to lecture me heh .. dead kauu."
The Pendekar Without Pardon was furious when he was reminded by Langlang Cakra Buana, he immediately attacked the young man. His attacks were accompanied by hatred, hate for being lectured and hate because others meddled in his affairs.
Until in the end, the fight in the middle of the forest was inevitable again. The two young warriors began to fight exchanging moves ferociously.
Gatot Adikusuma or Pendekar Without Pardon continues to attack Langlang Cakra Buana by hunting, he targets the vulnerable parts of his enemy. His legs flashed to and fro, his hands hitting with a fairly quick movement.
But on the other hand, Pendekar Maung Kulong or Langlang Cakra Buana was still calm, the young man had not been cornered at all. Even he could still withstand the opponent's attacks easily.