Sudawira Holy Knights

A Copy of the Holy Knight Book

Sudawira was listening to the story of Patih Ajidarma.

Patih Ajidarma took a breath before continuing his story.

"I intend to return to White Royal College but there is a conflict in the kingdom so inevitably I return to the kingdom, when my father died I held the office of Kepatihan so that I was preoccupied with royal affairs until I finally heard the death of Lord Jayapati"

Patih Ajidarma lowered his face to a look of regretful sorrow.

Sudawira who understood it immediately said, "Mr Patih don't regret it, everything that happened to my father is a predestination that has been outlined"

Patih Ajidarma raised his head to look at Sudawira's face rustling in his heart that the young man before him was very mature his words contained deep meaning. "You're like your father Wira" his allies in the heart.

"True Wira, But I cannot forgive myself that I cannot repay your father's kindness at the end of his life" Sahut Patih Ajidarma said.

"I'm sure you're telling him, sir" Sudawira said.

"This is the Holy Knight Scripture but not the real one"

"I mean sir?" Sudawira was surprised to hear.

"This Book is a copy of the original Holy Knights Book, but even if only a copy of it will lead you to become a respected and feared martial world figure" he said.

"Oh so that's why all the martial world leaders want this book"

"True Hero, And now this book will be yours"

"What do you mean, coach?"

"Only you can learn it, for many years I have studied it but I cannot master what is in the book"

Sudawira took a breath staring at the book in front of him.

"Listen Hero, you are the one who was outlined to have this book"

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A person grows up and is sturdy and muscular by wearing a robe made of black silk with a golden pattern. His face was covered in a gold mask but there were several lines of wounds on the face behind the mask. He sat on a seat that resembled a throne while twirling a dagger.

Not long after someone wearing the same mask entered the room. He carefully walked over to the golden masked person and saluted.

"You're back how's your job?"

A heavy sound echoed throughout the room making my feathers stand up goosebumps when they heard it.

"Good, how's the young man?"

"He has got his book" the young man replied.

"So the old geezer has given him?" ask her with a slightly raised tone.

"Right be Your Majesty." The man lowered his head.

The man growled furiously.

"I'm not so brazen, I'm late to realize that that young man is what my father meant."

"I want us to stick to the plan, but I'm sure Wanaraja's old grandfather, will soon protect the young man, for it's soon your men's movement to execute our plan!"

"Okay, Your Highness," The young man saluted and left the room.

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"How is the teacher's situation"

Ki Maruli glanced at Ki Waskita who was checking the state of Ki Jumantara who was seriously injured.

"I'm not sure he can heal his internal wounds too badly, his entire internal organs have been destroyed"

"Is there no way to save her"

Ki Waskita took a deep breath then let out slowly.

"Maybe His Majesty can cure him"

"Your Majesty" Ki Maruli frowned at who the teacher meant. Though everyone knows there is no king in the kingdom of Ramapala other than Ki Prabu Surasesa.

"Hemmm, who is the teacher?

"I can't tell you this before the time has come"

Ki Maruli did not say anymore but now appeared in his mind who the person called His Majesty by his teacher.

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