Swordsman Without a Name
The Only Way
Nightly. The night is getting late. The fragrant smell of blooming flowers is smelled carried by the spring breeze. The sounds of crickets and bats sounded like each other.
Night beasts started out making a living. Most of the humans have entered their homes to rest.
The atmosphere in the wine shop had already started to quiet down. Except for just a few people who were still sitting on their respective benches. These are visitors who have not been here long. The visitors of the wine shop have changed their choice of times.
Visitors who come since noon are no longer there. Only Cakra Buana was still sitting there. He was still drinking wine, I don't know how many wine jars he had spent. I don't know how much meat has gone down into his stomach.
The soul of arak demon is feeling a raging feeling, is there anything else that can make him happy except arak?
Cakra Buana drinks quietly. One by one, he slowly sipped. The best way to drink wine is to drink it slowly. If it were to drink quickly, then that person would definitely not be a wine drinker.
Old Granny Humpback left this afternoon. I don't know where the old lady went. Cakra Buana does not know, because basically the young man does not want to know.
His determination to meet with the master of Rajawali Sakti University is still as hot as the waves off the coast. Not reduced one bit.
From the beginning of the day, Cakra Buana was only still drinking wine. But even so, it did not mean that he was completely silent. His brain turned around to find a way related to how he could meet the great teacher of Rajawali Sakti University.
If you're always trying to figure out a way to solve a problem, then you're sure to find a way.
Whatever the case may be, the way out is there. In this world, there is no problem that cannot be solved. You have to believe, because this is a certainty in life.
So is Cakra Buana the Nameless Swordsman. After a long thought of racking his brain, he finally found his way out as well.
According to him, only that way can deliver himself in the presence of the great teacher of Rajawali Sakti University.
"How much does it all cost?" ask Cakra Buana to the cashier.
"All 87 silver young master," replied the cashier, who was a woman of about twenty-eight years.
"Here, take the change" said Cakra Buana, giving him a hundred pieces of silver.
After that, the young man immediately stepped away while carrying the one arak jar that was still half left.
The second sound was heard a moment ago. The atmosphere around the village was already very quiet. There were no passers-by except for the citizens on duty of night patrol.
Cakra Buana is looking for a clothing store that is still open. Fortunately he managed to find it, the young man immediately bought a stel of all-black clothing following with his veil.
Nameless Swordsman looking for a dark and lonely place. After finding the place in question, he immediately changed his clothes immediately.
A black shadow swiftly shot out from behind the trees in the forest. Cakra Buana exerts the science of lightening his body to the highest point.
In just a moment, he had been far away from where he was before.
The goal is now of course to the Rajawali Sakti University. If not for that place, where else would he go?
Actually, the young man felt uncomfortable. Even very uncomfortable. In the history of his life, only now had he done such a cowardly thing. This is his first experience disguised as a robber when he wanted to cross a place.
Cakra Buana is already near Rajawali Sakti College. The situation there is still the same as last day. Still quiet, still quiet.
But even so, Cakra Buana did not want to act rashly. He knew that the Rajawali Sakti College was where dragons hid. Here, there are certainly many martial world figures who dwell.
His body was fluttering again. He's coming in from behind. Cakra Buana landed in the back shed of the college. The young man walked from one place to another.
The road is small and winding. Cakra Buana continues to walk down the one-foot wide road. Some of the passageways he passed through easily. So far, nothing has happened to block his footsteps.
Without feeling it, after a long while of Cakra Buana walking, he finally arrived at a courtyard. Around the courtyard was a towering tree. Like a tree and so on.
The young man looked around him. He saw there were some roads branching. Cakra Buana pensive, she was confused.
Which path should he choose? The left? The right? Or the middle one?
Cakra Buana is still confused as to which path he will take.
"I'll take the middle course" muttered Cakra Buana alone.
His feet began to step. Having just walked three steps forward, Cakra Buana suddenly stopped his steps.
Dozens of flying knives suddenly sprung up from various directions. The speed of the flying knives was extremely fast. Just like lightning striking the earth. If now the sight of the blade was still far away, then when it winked, the blade had already arrived before the eyes.
Cakra Buana will not be silent. He twisted both of his hands in a certain motion to fend off the dozens of flying knives. Both of his hands were twisted in a water-repelling style.
One by one the flying knives began to fall out in the middle of the road. The Nameless Swordsman took out a quarter of his strength to fend off the rain of flying blades.
The branch!!! The branch!!! The branch!!!
The clash between the flying blades of one with the other flying blades sounded deafening. The longer, the louder the voice sounded louder.
"Yeah!!!"
Cakra Buana shouted loudly and then stomped his feet to the earth.
Yush!!!
A great wind blew in all directions. In just a short moment, the attacks from the dozens of flying blades were successfully repelled all by the Nameless Swordsman.
The atmosphere that was just now noisy due to the sound of blade speed flying, now suddenly became as silent as before.
Cakra Buana still stands firmly. His eyes looked around the trees.
There was no one he saw. It's very, very quiet there.
But Cakra Buana knows that behind this silence, there is a crowd that can suddenly appear at any time.
Yush!!!
The clangg!!!
A college student attacked him with a butt. One sword thrust towards the back of the Nameless Swordsman. But before the stab had actually pierced through his back, the young man of the Pasundan Land first fended him off.
The sword that moved piercing suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. When a loud voice rang out, that was when the sword of the college student was broken into pieces.
