
The Nameless Swordsman still stood before the corpse of the Thousand Faces Maling Sakti. He stood upright like a spear that was thrust deeply into the bottom of the earth.
The Buana chakra does not move. Her long hair was being ripped apart by the wind. His red clothes flourished the dragon and the tiger also fluttered fiercely.
I don't know what's on his mind right now. His body remained still, as if nothing in the world was capable of making the body move.
Right now, his heart is very dear. Cakra Buana indeed regretted the death of the Maling Sakti Thousand Faces.
In his personal opinion, the Thousand Faces Maling Sakti was actually a good person. He always spoke honestly to anyone, his attitude counted Faithful and mighty.
It's just that he chose the wrong path. But that does not mean that his human nature is lost. That nature still exists. It carries on until he dies.
Does everyone who always speaks honestly belong to the ranks of good people? Why do good people always die faster than bad people?
The Nameless Swordsman sighed. He had been standing there for a long time. He did not want to drag on in his own feelings. Clearly, he did what he had to do.
Cakra Buana walked into the forest while carrying the corpse of the Thousand Faces Maling Sakti. His steps remain calm. He knew there were already many people there, but the young man was also convinced that no one would dare to stop him.
After finding a suitable place, Cakra Buana immediately lowered his body. Then he directly dug the ground as the final resting place of the Thousand Faces Maling Sakti.
It didn't need to take long, just a moment, the young man had finished his work. Cakra Buana then put the body in. After hoarding with the ground again, he then made writing on a wood that had previously been made.
"Friend of the Unnamed Swordsman …"
Only four words. No other words.
Why did he write those four words? Does Cakra Buana consider him a friend? Not an enemy?
Indeed, to anyone, as long as the person is gallant and mighty, then Cakra Buana will consider him a friend. Especially if that person is a man.
Men are many, but real men are not many.
He walked back to get out of the forest. A few moments later, he stopped his steps.
No less than fifteen warriors who had been trying to catch up to the Thousand Faces Maling Sakti were already waiting for him. They form a semicircle.
Everyone's face was calm and relaxed. Someone suddenly came forward.
"Is the body you buried the man we're looking for?" ask the guy.
He was an old man in his sixties. Her hair is bleached. So too with his eye brows. His clothes were white with a belt of black cloth.
Behind his back was a red-toned sword.
"It's not wrong anymore" replied the Nameless Swordsman.
"He's dead?"
"If I'm alive, I can't bury it,"
"Why did he die? Who killed him?"
"I,"
"You? Do you have a problem with him?"
"Of course,"
The man nodded slowly. Then immediately continue the question.
"Areally who is he really?"
"Didn't you know?"
"We only know that he's an old, old-fashioned grandpa who steals,"
"It's true, but he's no ordinary old geezer,"
"Maling Sakti A Thousand Faces .." replied the Nameless Swordsman calmly.
Everyone is jerking. Almost had their hearts dislodged from hearing that nickname.
What human does not know about the Maling Sakti? Anyone would know.
Although the appearance was not long ago, but what he did some time ago has been electrifying the martial universe.
How not? Who can steal an heirloom in the Royal Palace? Other than the Thousand Faces Maling Sakti, it felt like no one else would be able to do it.
"Is it true that old geezer is the Thousand Faces Maling Sakti?" ask the person to make sure they come back.
"I'm not a good person to lie,"
"I believe. Well then, where is the heirloom item he had stolen from the White Cloud College?"
"There's someone. All the things he's been doing all this time are also for someone's sake,"
"Is this word trustworthy?"
"Very can. Because forever, the Thousand Faces Maling Sakti is a person who always speaks honestly,"
That guy didn't want to believe. He intended to speak, but before that, someone had connected the words of Cakra Buana just now.
"True, he is an honest man. Even if the path is wrong, but its nature is praiseworthy,"
That guy has the same appearance. It's just that the prestige radiated from his body is more visible than the person before. He was very old, probably around seven or eighty years old.
The Nameless Swordsman nodded. He also agreed with that statement.
"Am I talking to the Supreme Master of the White Cloud College?" tanyanya.
"Yes, kisaak. Introduce, I used to be called Aki Mega Bodas," he said.
Cakra Buana reply. In the presence of someone like him, he would turn into a young man full of manners.
"I'm a Boyfriend with No Name. If I may know, what item was stolen by him, Ki?"
"An heirloom in the form of a spear. The Spear of the Clouds of Kayaan, the epitome of our college," he replied calmly.
"Aihh, it's not ordinary stuff. Well then, let me help you find this thing,"
"Sorry, we've been troubling you, sir,"
"It's not about. If I find the person in question and find the item, I promise to return it to White Cloud College immediately,"
"Before we said thank you,"
Cakra Buana smiled knot. He likes someone who has a personality like Aki Mega Bodas.
"If there's no need to hesitate, then I'll go first. There are still a lot of problems to be solved,"
"Please, Master,"
"Ah, one more. Please do not let anyone who dares to disturb the final resting of the Thousand Faces Maling Sakti. He is my enemy, and my friend. Whoever dares to interfere, then that person will deal with me,"
Wind blows. Dust billowing high. A moment ago, the young man was still in front of those people. But as soon as he finished talking and the situation as before, it turned out that the Nameless Swordsman had disappeared from sight.
"What a very high ability. The news circulating turns out not empty news," muttered Aki Mega Bodas while stroking his beard.
He turned his body back and then gave the order to everyone to leave immediately.
Without being ordered twice, all of those people immediately left. They returned while carrying questions that continued to haunt his mind. No exception with Aki Mega Bodas himself.
Actually, to whom are their inheritance goods located?