Swordsman Without a Name

Black Hooded Employer

An unimaginable and indescribable pain had already spread throughout his body. The Flying Bajar looked down. He almost screamed because he was so shocked. It turned out that the blood was coming from his body.

His feet and hands were intact. But now that he had moved his body a little, his left leg was knee-deep and his left hand was elbow-bound. Two of the limbs were cut off.

Is this incident real? Is it really not a dream?

The Flying Baju bluffed his teeth as tightly as possible. He also bit his tongue until it bled. The pain is completely second to none. His whole life, only now had he felt this kind of pain.

The blood is still pouring out of his hands and feet. His face that was originally red from anger, now even pale from fear as well as pain.

Cold sweat was getting wet on his body. Now the sun was shining, but he did not feel hot. Quite the opposite, the Flying Bajing felt cold.

Did this coldness come from being frightened?

The Nameless Swordsman smiled coldly at him. The smile grew increasingly violent, also seeming increasingly cruel.

"Do you believe it now?"

The Flying Bajang is unable to speak. He answered with a nod of his head. He did not believe that the young man was able to put his feet and hands together, but now that it was proven, how could he not believe it?

"Now that I give you another chance, tell me who gave me the job to kill me?"

The Flying Bajan shook his head several times with force. It seemed like he was still thinking twice about telling her who had told him.

"Well then. Don't call me cruel if your right leg and hand are puffed up, too,"

The young man instantly gripped back the Dragon Sword and the Tiger.

He stepped slowly towards the Flying Bajing. His magnificent sharp sword rods were already visible before the eyes. Under the forging of sunlight, the heirloom weapon was even more cruelly involved.

It was undeniable that the Flying Bajing was even more afraid. He retreated backwards with his right foot.

The Nameless Swordsman raised the heirloom sword. It was as if he was seriously going to put his one leg and his hand on again.

"Hold it!!!" he said after thinking a few times.

The Flying Baju spoke just before the Dragon Sword and Tiger got closer to his body.

The Nameless Swordsman stopped his movements. He pulled the sword back.

"Are you going to tell me now who told you to?"

"Ba-good, okay. I'll say it,"

"Say who?"

"The Black-hooded Master .." she answered as she continued to endure the pain.

The Nameless Swordsman frowned. As the young man remembered, it seemed that in the Land of Pasundan there was no one who had the nickname Black Hooded Master.

The name is very foreign. This was the first time he had heard it. Is it true that in Pasundan there is a nickname like the one mentioned Flying Bajing just now?

"Are you not lying?" ask her with a probing look.

"My condition is like this. Lying is no use anymore" he replied.

Cakra Buana looked at the black man before him. He knows at once how to tell which people are lying and which are not.

Turns out to be true, the Flying Bajang was not lying. At the time of speaking, his face showed solemnity, his eyes also looked back at the gaze he gave. Both his shoulders were silent as well.

People who lie are generally not like that. Usually their eyeballs can not stand still, if stared at do not dare to look back. And again, both of his shoulders would definitely not be silent.

Is all of his words really trustworthy?

"Thank you,"

Finished saying, he just left. Even though one hand and leg have been cut off, it turns out that the science of lightening his body is still quite good too.

Inevitably the Nameless Swordsman praised also the height of his knowledge. Because not many people have the toughness like the Flying Bajing.

Right after the departure of the Flying Bajing, —people who claimed to be the messenger of the Black Hooded Boss—, at that time it was seen Sian-li Bwee Hua and the Wingless Angel appeared in front of there.

The two girls walked around leisurely. It seems like the two of them are not in too much of a hurry. Maybe because both believe that his lover can definitely pursue his prey.

The two of them looked calm, but as soon as they realized that something terrible had just happened, their beautiful faces turned great.

Almost the Wingless Angel screamed as loud as possible because she saw the human hand and foot.

"Rear, what really happened? Whose hands and feet are these?" she was nervous because she was afraid.

"The hand and foot of the man who wanted to kill me earlier as we walked," he replied calmly as he walked to greet his two lovers.

The Wingless Angel was still confused. Because he does not know what happened to his lover.

"So when we were walking in the crowd, someone threw a secret weapon at him, it was fortunate that Kakang Cakra Buana was always on the lookout. After he managed to catch the weapon, he immediately ran to hunt down the culprit," said Sian-li Bwee Hua.

"So that's why Kakang ran away?"

"Exactly," he answered smiling.

"But if Rai already knows, why were you just silent?" ask Sinta further.

"Because I know that our brother is not going to let go of his man, just like that,"

Sinta was silent. He was increasingly praising Ling Ling's abilities. Cakra Buana smiled in response to the conversation between the two girls.

The two seem to complement each other. One is smart, quiet and friendly. While the other one is always vigilant, clever, and a little tart if to unknown people.

But despite all that, the two remain the same. Equally scary.

"Love, does anyone in Kotaraja sell information?" ask the Nameless Swordsman suddenly.

"I don't know Kakang, why?" tanyanya.

"The man confessed to the Black-hooded Master's messenger, but I've never heard of that nickname. That's why I wanted to find information about him,"

"Hemm, then don't ask anyone else. Let us ask the friend of my late teacher, "proposed Wingless Angel.

"Who do you mean?"

"Pair of Grandpa and Grandma Sakti,"

"How can we meet them?"

"I have an idea" he replied with a meaningful smile.

"alright. I trust you,"

The Wingless Angel nodded. He is very happy if he can help his lover in dealing with a problem.

The Nameless Swordsman himself instantly daydreamed. Hearing the two names that were very close to him, there was also a sense of longing in his heart.

It has been over a year that Cakra Buana has not met a Pair of Grandparents and Grandmother Sakti. Do both of them remember him? Now, how are they doing?

"Hahh .. has been over a year," he murmured after sighing deeply.