Swordsman Without a Name

Poisoning

"Regardless of form or not, but for sure I am very sure that the style is a very terrible and terrible move," said the Wingless Angel.

Sinta was very sure of that. His confidence is the same as the belief in the existence of Sang Hyang Widhi who created the virtual world on this.

If his lover's style was not great and terrible, how could a first-rate martial arts young warrior be able to be killed so easily in his hands?

Wingless Angel himself is not sure he can survive if he is in the position of the young man.

"It was really great. Do you believe that in Tionggoan there, I don't know how many lives have died under that style?" sian-li Bwee Hua asked the Wingless Angel.

"Believe does not believe, I still have to believe. Especially seeing it for yourself,"

Sinta couldn't help but believe it. Not long ago, he witnessed it. But behind that, he also felt shocked by Sian-li Bwee Hua's words.

"In that case, even yesterday in Tionggoan, our Kakang has killed several figures without a match using the Formless Movement,"

"Did Rai see it?"

"Not just look, even I fought against his enemy,"

Sinta grew curious, she wanted to hear back how Sian-li Bwee Hua's testimony regarding the greatness of the Formless Way.

"It must have been a very exciting event,"

"of course. Moreover, the victims of the violence of the Formless Movement are almost all famous people. People who are widely known in the martial world,"

"Great, great," praised the Wingless Angel.

The girl was very proud of having a lover like this Nameless Swordsman. Already handsome, kind, powerful, his body is stocky too. Which woman would not fall for him?

As long as his two lovers told him, Cakra Buana himself was engrossed with his parents. During his time in Tionggoan, he had already turned into a wine demon.

His drinking rate is above that of an average person. Therefore, now if you drink palm wine, at least Cakra Buana likes to spend one or two hard palm wine jars. He wasn't really drunk either.

If it wasn't hard real wine, it wouldn't have been easy to get the young man drunk.

"It's a fee for our meal to pay for the damage to the restaurant" Cakra Buana said, giving two gold pieces to the restaurant's cashier.

After that he and his two lovers immediately went out of the restaurant. In the young man's hand was a whole wine.

The three walked leisurely. They did not care how the people there looked at him.

The moon has gone up. The dry season winds bring the cold. The three young warriors were looking for a suitable inn to spend the night.

"There's a big inn, will we just stay there?" proposed Wingless Angel while pointing to the inn in question.

"May, let's go there" replied the Nameless Swordsman.

The inn was luxurious. Lanterns are installed at every corner. A lot of people stay there. Maybe from all sorts of people.

"Prepare two luxurious rooms" said Cakra Buana as soon as he entered.

A female inn official nodded. He immediately brought three of his guests to the room in question.

The room is upstairs. Not much, but pretty fancy. Everything was prepared by the inn.

"If Raden and Nyai need anything, just call. We'll be here soon" the official said.

"Okay, thanks, okay,?" answer the Wingless Angel.

Energy is much needed. Especially if you want to travel far. Self-readiness is the most important thing.

Cakra Buana did the usual thing. He opened the window of the room and sat on it drinking wine. The young man looked at the moon hanging above the sky.

Cold air pierced the bone. Tonight is the same as last night. But the mind of the Nameless Swordsman is not the same as it was last day.

The young man was thinking about all sorts of things. Especially the things that concern the martial world. Problems that befell him.

One of them was the incident this afternoon at the restaurant. He believes the aftermath of the incident will be long. Although Cakra Buana did not know who Mr. Gandrung Kalapati was, but a little bit he had got the picture that the person must not be an ordinary person.

It can be concluded after he witnessed when all the restaurant visitors felt afraid after hearing the name.

The young man wanted to ask, but I don't know who. Indeed, he himself is confused, because there are no old acquaintances here.

The pot in the jar is over. He decided to sleep. But before that, the door of his room was suddenly knocked by someone.

"Who's out there?"

"I'm Den, it's a dinner menu,"

Cakra Buana opened the door. A waitress came to bring her dinner menu. The waiter was young, beautiful. He was at best about twenty years old. His body is densely filled. Her breasts were enough to make every man who saw her drool.

If only there were no women, or at least no two tigresses by his side, it was certain that the young man would approach him.

"Thank you …"

The waiter nodded while smiling gently. Her smile was as sweet as honey. His eyes can shake a man's feelings.

Cakra Buana closed the door. He tried not to imagine how the body of the servant girl had become.

On top of the tray was not just food, there was also one expensive wine urn that was still sealed. Fragrant wine brought from Tionggoan there.

"Truly an incredible inn," he murmured with a smile.

He put a tray on the table. Then immediately took the wine and immediately opened the seal.

The fragrant smell of wine immediately spread throughout the room. The wine was really fragrant. Buana's chakra took it several times.

"Scented wine. Good wine" he said happily.

Take the boiled yam that is there. He immediately ate it voraciously.

The wine in the urn is less than half. At that moment his head suddenly dizzy. He feels drunk. But not drunk because of wine. Because if you are drunk, it does not feel this late.

In addition, he also felt nauseous. All the food that has been eaten seems to want to come out.

Swordsman No Name Poisoned. Yeah, he's poisoned.

After storing the wine on the table, the young man swiftly climbed onto the bed. Cakra Buana sat cross-legged and then immediately closed his eyes.

He gathered pure air to neutralize the poison that had entered his body. Even though he himself knew he would not be wiped out because of the poison, he still had to destroy it.

Because a little amount of the poison will affect the way of internal energy and magic in his body.

'Only a foolish man thinks that I will be wiped out by poison, ' he murmured in his heart.