Swordsman Without a Name

Why Should He?

The man looked at the Nameless Swordsman closely. His eyes were clear and brilliant. Like water in a very clear lake. So clear that makes everyone who looks want to throw themselves into it.

And so with those eyes. The Nameless Swordsman looked back at him. For a while, between the two men no one spoke. Both speak a thousand languages.

It was as if they did not want to disturb this incident. Let their mouths be closed. Who speaks enough of those eyes.

The first fist just passed. The fishy smell of blood from the nine people was smelled carried by the dry season wind. The blood is dry. But the grass was already wet with dew. Some bats flew to and fro without stopping.

But instead, the two people who faced each other still remained silent without speaking.

What are they really feeling? Do the two know each other?

No one can know for sure. But after a long moment of silence, suddenly the Nameless Swordsman raised his voice.

"It turns out you are .." he said with a sigh.

"Yes, it was me. Did you expect it from the beginning?" ask the person in front of him.

It just so happened that the appearance of that person was very mysterious. He was wearing the same clothes as those nine people. All of his clothes were black, the veil covering his face was also black. As black as both of his eyes.

From her voice just now, anyone could guess that she was a woman. A woman who has a beautiful face.

If only his eyes were like that, what else would his face be?

Wutt!!!

Before the Nameless Swordsman replied, suddenly the person took off his all-black clothes. The veil was also released at the same time. A moment later, he saw the man's true appearance.

It turns out she was a woman. A beautiful woman is as beautiful as a rose that has just bloomed. His smile seemed to be able to attract the succum of every man who looked at him.

His body shape is perfect with jet black hair and long. His real clothes are white. White like a soft sajlu, as soft as his skin too.

The Nameless Swordsman sighed heavily. He did not think, why is it even him? Not anyone else?

Does the young man know him?

Sure oes. Even very familiar. Because some time ago, the two even had body relations that were unknown to anyone except by themselves.

The beautiful memories suddenly appeared in the minds of the two people. They shut up again. The night is creeping. The moon is rising.

"I should have guessed that the owner of the yellow bamboo needle was you. But when there is such prejudice, I always refute it myself. But who would have thought, it turns out my guess is right. The owner of yellow bamboo needles is none other than Sri Ningsih, a student of Mr. Santeno Tanuwijaya," said Pendekar Unnamed very regretful.

Yes, it is true. It turned out that the owner of a unique but very frightening secret weapon was the girl he had once slept with. The beautiful girl who used to be on his side.

No wonder, now he is even on the road opposite to him.

Sri Ningsih smiled wryly. Seeing the handsome young man he once loved so much was now shocked, he suddenly felt very happy. It was like there was pride for him.

"Everyone wouldn't think, either,"

"No, of course,"

"There's one question I'd like to ask you,"

"Please say," replied the Nameless Swordsman.

"How could you have thought before that the owner of the yellow bamboo needle was me?"

"Because Mr. Santeno has recounted the incident at the time of the disappearance of my best friend's Bloodthirsty Sword, Swordsman of Allegiance,"

Hearing the confession, Sri Ningsih looked a little shocked.

"So that old jackass is still alive okay until now?" he asked while looking hard.

"You should have known about this, by now,"

"But I can't believe someone else is talking about it. But after you talked to yourself, now I've really come to believe,"

The Nameless Swordsman ignored the words of Sri Ningsih, he instead shifted his talking point.

"I don't know why you could be what you are today" he said honestly.

"I don't really understand why I'm like this. It's just, you also know that in this world, anything can happen beyond our expectations,"

The young man nodded. He also understands about it.

"What is your purpose?"

"You don't need to know,"

"But I need to know. Especially indirectly you've been looking for trouble with me. First you tell the Thousand Faces Maling Sakti to take out the Bloodthirsty Sword. Second, I don't know how many times you've tried to kill me, either,"

"I did it for the sake of a task,"

"Tasks? Who gave you that job?" asked the Nameless Swordsman increasingly feeling curious.

"You don't need to know. Now we've got this talk. I just want to talk to you so you don't interfere with the Kawasenan Royal Palace" Sri Ningsih said.

"Why can't you interfere?"

"Because you're nobody,"

"I knew. But the Kawasenan Kingdom is my lord's residence. So how can I stand idly by to see all the trouble that's plaguing her?"

"Once I say no, forever no,"

The Nameless Swordsman began to get carried away with emotions. During his life, he disliked being set up. Especially by someone else. That was why at the time of hearing Sri Ningsih's words just now, the young man suddenly smiled very coldly.

"Who do you think you are that would dare to organize my life?"

Sri Ningsih's sly smile suddenly vanished instantly. Initially he was very sure that Cakra Buana would bend his knees after seeing his present state that was much different.

Unluckily, all his beliefs turned out to be mere emptiness. Only now did he realize that not all men would kneel for his sake.

Whereas before, every man, be it the people of the martial world and ordinary people, will all obey every word after seeing the solid body shape.

But what he experienced tonight really surprised him. Don't bend your knees, not even according to.

"You …"

"Go before I get angry and kill you" asserted the Nameless Swordsman cutting off his speech.

Sri Ningsih bluffing teeth. His anger also flared up at that time. As a woman who is always adored by every man, of course, she will not accept if she is humbled in such a way.

"You think you can kill me? Are you sure you can match my yellow bamboo needles?" the half yelled.

"Don't one Sri Ningsih, even if there are ten Sri Ningsih though, I can kill him easily,"

"Fucking bastard!!!" said the beautiful but cunning girl suddenly.

Not yet finished his words, suddenly two elongated thin yellow light shot out at an out of reason speed, heading towards him.