Swordsman Behind the Scenes

CHAPTER 13 - AN UNEXPECTED MEETING

Waseso was stunned at the edge of something that resembled a road (more precisely a former public road that is very rarely passed, because in addition to the soil conditions are harder and cleaner than wild plants, the soil is very rare, but not even a trace of the horse's footprints or the traces of his feces), he was thinking which direction to take. If he were to cut this path and take a straight direction, it was obvious that he was going to take the path of the martial world, because the area before him was a meadow with some wild trees growing, as it was, there was a large and small, just like the grassland path behind him that had just been passed, after about a dozen rice earlier he walked casually leaving the outer boundary of the sea of poisonous swamps and finally reached this place. If he goes left or right along this path, it means he takes the path of an ordinary person. Still with his pulp, he turned to look at a wild cottonwood tree whose trunk was really very large, but all the leaves fell out and were bare and left only dry branches. In addition to the large tree, there is an oddity seen by Waseso that is; the shape of the trunk is upright standing like a tree, but after the height of about three adults stacked standing, the trunk is like in the bend turn, as in the bend turn, towards the road behind him, then as in bend again upright, towards the top and then the other branches grow lush from there. Waseso smiled to himself for the discovery of a marker. After taking a breath, then lightly he faced the right and traced the former road. Noticing the sunlight defying his eyes directly from the northeast direction and quite stinging his skin, he immediately ran like flying over a racehorse that was being driven.

I don't know how long he ran like that, but for the sake of seeing the roof made of dry straw matting was close in front of him, soon he jumped up the tree and chose the path from the top of one tree, to the other until he finally stopped to observe more clearly. From the top of the catapult tree he used perched, he saw down there on the right side of the road, there were about eight wooden houses that seemed abandoned. The surrounding conditions were very quiet and quiet, even the sound of pets was not heard at all. This scene reminded him of the condition of his village which he had abandoned twelve years ago. Realizing that this is just a former village and there is no shred of evidence to suggest life, soon he bounces and has alighted at the top of the roof of the second house and so on until it slides back down the road and runs again. But, there have been no three blinks of eyes, it appears that the trunk of his nose again ran back to the former village. Seen several times the prowess of his body in and out of each house, but until arriving at the last house was not found also what was sought, then he stopped and quietly pensive while looking around him. When his eyes glimpsed the small width of cloth under the bottom of the stairs of one of the houses, he too glided there and immediately picked up the cloth which most of the pieces were buried in thick dust. The cloth was a black cloth of considerable size, and it turned out to be a banner flag with the image of a crow and a spear embroidered with white thread, which, though it was bulky and worn, was, but it still looks strong. After he picked up and flicked into the air four times to remove the dust, then the cloth was looped to his waist and managed to cover the bottom of his stomach up to the top of his knees. After he felt enough, then he dizzy looking for a well and immediately he took out a bundle of cloth to take foam powder from the bundle of cloth. He looked down at the well for he did not find any lead. The Cleaving Sword of the Sky and its bundle of cloth, he placed it near the lip of the well. Then ;

"byuurrrrr,..sreggg,..sregg,.sregg,.sregg."

The author was very sure that the young man was now washing the cloth in the well.

After noon, a Half-War warrior was walking leisurely, walking down the street and moving away from the village. How not, while his right hand inserted a banana into his mouth, his left hand carrying a banana stem that some of his comb had yellowed. The treasure is a bundle of cloth, hanging in front of his chest and a sword, complete with a sheath appears to be attached to his back and clearly visible, that the mustika sword is only tied using pieces of cloth, the, which had the same complexion, with the cloth currently encircling his waist.

So when viewed in short; the top is bare-chested, while the bottom up to the knee wears a flag-marked skirt, carrying a sword on the back while eating a banana along the way. That's a Half Sane Swordsman But Has a Shame.

It's late afternoon. Waseso had just passed by leaving the former village he had met twice that day, his hearing was much more sensitive than most people, like hearing the sound of women crying on the left side of the road behind the greatness and the hoard of big trees a little far away. Soon he let out his breath and reached the top of the jackfruit tree, then bounced forward and perched at the top of the papaya tree. For a moment he silently stared at a flat building, because all the walls behind, right and left are made of pieces of bamboo stems, the front is wide open, while the makeshift roof is also made of bamboo pieces and covered with a pile of sugar cane leaves. When he heard the sobbing coming from the hut again, Waseso immediately went down and alighted in front of the hut, and saw an old man lying weak like a sick man, on top of the halls or benches are quite worn lying down for three adults. Under the bench, a young man older than Waseso was sitting on the ground leaning against the bench and facing him, but his eyes were closed. Despite only a quick glance, Waseso immediately knew that the young man was being exposed to venomous beasts. The last is a woman, whose face is invisible and is resting on the ground with her face and hands placed on a bench, and is as unwilling to vent her suffering.

"excuse me ma'am...Can I help him??,...srett,.brett,..."

The woman, of course, was surprised and aghast and sat down, to hear Waseso's voice just now. He had just intended to collect his entire life before answering. As soon as he saw, as fast as the blink of an eye someone had been crouched down to the left of his son, followed by the sound of a rag tear. This person is like hurting a little bit of the left leg above the heel of his son. Then cupped his palm on the left thigh, then slowly as pushing downwards accompanied by a black blood clot from the wound he made earlier, he said, until the moment his palm had reached above the wound, the blood that came out had turned as normal in color as fresh blood. The person then looks like he has stuck something on the wound and sowed some kind of powder on the wound. After that, someone had flashed and was now sitting next to her husband who was lying, holding one hand over his wrist, then put her hands together for a while on the stomach and her husband appeared to be conscious and opened his eyes. The person, then took out a small round object smaller than a grain of goat manure, then grabbed a glass of clay filled with water, put the round object into the glass, wiggled it for a while, and then grabbed the glass from the clay filled with water, then with one hand straightened the body over her husband, then drank the glass water to her husband and there were not five blinks of eyes after the glass was put back:

"duuttt.ttt....."

Her husband who had been sick for two days, even since noon was still motionless and thought to have died, now he just heard the wind. He also saw that the husband was looking at the man and said: "thank you young man".

Even though he himself, until all this has been done and done by someone, it is completely like not being given the opportunity to answer the question or rather, to be precise, the offer of help that person made when he came. Even now his son was being seen he had opened both his eyes and his face was no longer pale blue, of course, it immediately made the woman faint and collapsed instantly.

While guiding a female dairy cow, she imagined how her heart had felt so happy yesterday. Not because this one family had twice prostrated in front of him, but because;

ONE. Has saved the life of his son who was hit by a deadly bite of a venomous snake + cure the disease of the father or husband of this family.

A TWO. For he has allowed these, the Sujarna family, to follow his journey. This family, was once a class above the poor family. But because the condition of the state is getting worse in order to raise money to finance the war, of course, it has a tremendous effect on the people. Security tax has tripled, so many families have fallen destitute, including this family. Some small towns, gradually became poor towns and villages became empty villages. This began nine years ago, one year after Waseso was kidnapped.

Their family property was gradually depleted, in order to finance and protect their only son in the war. Unfortunately, the downfall of the small town where they live, also gradually becomes a reality due to not being able to pay the city's security soldiers. For the sake of no longer having security protection, then begin to freely enter the hordes of extortionists and robbers into the city. Until making the small town began to be abandoned by its residents who went to evacuate. Lucky for those who have excess money, they can afford a permit to move into a larger and safer city. But not so for the poor, they have to struggle alone in finding a shelter that is increasingly difficult to get. Thus, including this Sujarna family, have been living moving from one village to another for many years and because they had felt desperate, they finally chose to stay rather hidden, he said, but also rather near the village which although already uninhabited, where this family can still use clean water from the well.

In addition to the reasons as no one above, they and their families feel better hitchhiking to this young man by following his wandering journey, because they are convinced that this young man, is one of the high-scientific warriors, he said, it was proven that he had helped their lives, and was even seen carrying a sword on his back. So of course, being near the young man their family will be safe.

If they remain in the hut, they feel that the incident is sick or in the bite of a venomous snake or even their hut and also the hiding of their only remaining treasure; a female dairy cow,.......later it is just a matter of time to be discovered by the gang of criminals.

This is the feeling of happiness felt by Waseso, when he saw this one family embrace each other and cry happily once Waseso allowed them to travel with him. Waseso felt pity, especially after hearing a long talk about the condition of the state and the people and the experience of suffering experienced by this family while leaving their small town until he finally found them. It was this feeling of happiness that made Waseso's heart feel addicted to helping others, who were less likely to return the favor to him.

While walking casually, Waseso's lips look at an amused smile, when it remembers the expression of the family's face, when looking at his outer appearance. And finally he could not resist the granting of one pair of shoes and two stels of clothing their former son Kang Aji, one of which he now wears.

His daydream stopped when his ears heard the sound of the clanking of weapons in the distance ahead. Then he said;

"kang aji, come forward"

These words surprised Mr. Sujarna who was sitting on a rickety pedati pulled by their cow, while his wife also immediately got up from her position lying in the pedati and sat with her husband. The summoned one immediately ran forward and met Waseso.

"what is son?" the question from Mrs Sujarna. And when Waseso saw the worried look on the mother's face, he smiled to calm their hearts.

"kang aji is now walking in front yes, and no need to rush, I will check the situation there"

"good on waseso,..."

"it seems like a good time to try out the science of Dividing Strength"

so the mind of Waseso, for the sake of seeing the man with a larger body than him, has begun to look stupid in the face of direct turmoil, three middle-aged men who were all wearing black robes with red thread embroidered with the image of a spear crow. Waseso had helped the young man by giving direct instruction on the movements played by the young man through the science of sending a voice to him. The impact was immediately felt, with a slight change in the movements of the manager, the young man looked back in the wind and was able to suppress the three of them, only because the young man seemed to still have minimal combat experience, moreover, three people at once and also the main energy in the young man is not perfect, then as Waseso just saw, the young man seemed to start to drool. Finally he immediately said through the science of sending his voice:

"buddy, immediately you seek a position facing south, .nah it is true, when I say now, now, you must screech as hard as you can and immediately jump back three steps by putting your left hand behind you and also opening your palm,..."

"now." then he saw the young man do as he asked. Then continue;

"open the path of pure air blood on your left palm, now hold it for a while"

Of course the young man was according to what the whisperer had said, for his whisperings always benefited him and he felt certain that the whisperer must have been a very high-scientific swordsman, even his guess; still surpassing his teacher.

And now he felt, his left palm felt hot like a sunburn but only a blink of an eye. From the palm of the hand, now radiating into the cool air cools and very quickly immediately rolled together, with the center of pure air itself above the stomach. The impact of his breathing became so light, his eyes were also brighter and he realized that his inner strength had increased by two levels. He regained his senses when he heard the next whisper:

"with only a quarter strength, come forward and strike the leftmost man, for he is the strongest among them, and simultaneously channel your inner energy into the sword and at the same time swing towards the waist of the man in the middle,...."

Because the one who was ordered just now, too excited by the situation he felt now, he instead channeled his attack too late, that is half the power of pure air, then by jumping forward he immediately attacked;

"hiatt.t......"

"blammmmm,....floor......"

Unfortunately for the man on the far left, he had actually read the attack that the young man was about to make, when his opponent suddenly jumped back and was like he was gathering the last strength, he said, like an opponent who is usually going to do a soul pitting attack. So by exerting all his strength in both palms and aiming to immediately finish his enemy who he thought was out of steam, he also came forward to welcome the pounding of one left hand of the young man;

"blammmmmm, .." instantly the man's body shattered into pieces and fragments scattered everywhere. As for the man in the middle of the lucky count, only his musty sword was broken, although it did not close all his right hand to the base of the shoulder felt paralyzed. As for the man who was the far right at the time of the attack, a little too late came to attack, although he had felt a sword wind strike on his waist, if only he had come together with his two friends earlier, then it could have happened that his body had been split in two parts.

In order to see the results, the right man immediately stopped the battle and grabbed his friend whose right hand was paralyzed and quickly led him to run from the spot. As for the young man, for the sake of seeing the end of his attack earlier led to a completely unexpected result, he said, just stood dumbly and only realized when he heard a moaning behind his left and immediately approached a young nun who was sitting on her back to a tree, where the robe is torn in some parts, especially the shoulders and a little stomach, so it can not hide the skin of his body that looks smooth yellow.

Waseso who also saw the final result of the battle was also shocked at first, and like a cry for a while but then after, his face turned into a ruffian because the young man did not obey his words, he felt that he had already said a quarter of the energy, but why did he even expend half of it?

Then he came out of hiding by crouching and walked up to the young man he saw squatting to check on the state of a nun. When it was near, the young man he helped was seen standing and then turned around and welcomed his arrival and took a stance like menjura ;

"ka..." an incomplete word was uttered by Waseso, but it did not proceed when he first heard the young man's voice;

"brother..thank you very much for your help earlier" the young man who had been helped opened the words.

As for who was spoken, it was like dumbstruck to hear the voice of his gratitude and now walking forward to him without a sound, but being very disrespectful towards him for acting like sniffing something, he said, which of course this action made him rise and intended to close it, but in his words, for the sake of hearing:

"horse smell.....is this really you?"

Of course the young man was very surprised, because in his entire life there was only one person in this world who called him that;

"the sedeng,...?"

"right, I'm the sedeng"

SERIATE.