Swordsman Without a Name

In the Big Room

Everyone present felt the same. They were shocked, astonished, and at the same time not expecting at all.

In the past, the figure of Queen Kencana Wulan was known as a woman who was very good to everyone. Although her husband had committed various crimes and harmed all the people of Tanah Pasundan, but the woman remained in her position.

She remains the Queen of Kencana Wulan known to all the people. She remained kind, remained compassionate and kept reminding her husband when he made a grave mistake.

Everyone knows about that. It's not just a story, it's a real event.

But who would have thought? As soon as her Kingdom was destroyed, once her husband was killed during the great war, everything immediately changed. Not only the circumstances that change, but even the person of Queen Kencana Wukan himself really changed. It changed a total of one hundred and eighty degrees.

He who had been very good, once he resurfaced, turned out to be evil. The woman who is known for compassion, lately precisely known for her cruelty.

How not? All the chaos that occurred in the Land of Pasundan some time ago, all that was the work of him. As a result of his cruelty.

Cruelty like this, might only be done by a merciless demon. Not by humans.

"That's it, that's happened, it's all over. Now that they had died, those people had already gotten their own payback. For now, we better take care of their bodies. After all, these people teach us all a lesson. Do not look at the negative side, but also look at the positive side. Every event that takes place, must be tucked into a valuable lesson in it," said Prabu Katapangan Kresna with his wife who always emanated.

Finally everyone agreed. They no longer talk about unimportant things.

Dozens of main soldiers of the Royal Palace were immediately told to clean up the corpses. In addition, other soldiers were also told to clear the royal palace courtyard that was damaged by the intense battle that had just taken place.

The night is getting late. The moon is already in the western horizon. In a moment, it looks like dawn is about to break. A new day is coming. New hope will also come.

As long as the new day is still there. And so long as that hope always comes.

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Last night's events became the second darkest history in the journey of the Kawasenan Kingdom in the Land of Pasundan. Everyone will always remember the events that shook under this sky.

The event will always be remembered and recorded in the history of civilization Kawasenan Kingdom.

It's morning now.

The morning sun was shining very bright. There are no clouds covering it. This makes the heat of the sun feel more stinging several times.

Now is a different day. Because from today on, there is no more chaos in the Royal Palace. Everything has returned to how it was. Whatever it is, it's back as it was.

In the large room, the characters who were present last night in the battle, were now also present there.

Those people had just finished their breakfast the next morning. Now they are sitting relaxed with their own activities. On the large and long dining table there are many luxurious and delicious dishes.

Apart from that, of course, there is also wine. High quality fragrant wine.

The Nameless Swordsman was drinking wine with his two lovers. While the rest are struggling with their own daydreams.

The atmosphere in the big room was still quiet. Unless the sound of wine is poured into the cup or wine that goes into the throat, it feels like no more sound can be heard.

At that moment, suddenly the Wingless Angel sighed deeply. After that he started talking to break the silence.

"I wonder, actually the tiger that was seen yesterday, whose tiger? Then he came and where did he go?" ask him to the Nameless Swordsman.

His forehead wrinkled. This indicates that the beautiful girl was astonished. Not only him, everyone in the big room was the same. As soon as they heard Sinta's question just now, the pair of eyes of the figures instantly stared towards Cakra Buana.

Stared like that, even if not willing to answer, then forced, inevitably the young man must answer it too.

Because if you do not give an answer, it is an indirect sprti Cakra Buana has offended many people.

"Hahh .." she sighed heavily before answering her lover's question.

"The tiger you saw yesterday is the incarnation of the Dragon and Tiger Sword. He was my best friend when he was in the Nameless Valley. He was also the one who had taken care of me when I lost the fight and nearly died at the hands of the Poison Palm God as well as the Silver Trident God,"

"The problem has already been solved, so I have to tell you. Actually, this heirloom sword I brought is the legacy of a famous swordsman decades ago. He is from the Tionggoan, and is known by the nickname of the Nameless Swordsman. I inherited all of his intelligence through a book of heirlooms that was deliberately abandoned. The reason why I had no news was because a while ago, I was in Tionggoan. And Ling Ling as proof, she was a native girl of the Tionggoan Mainland descent,"

The young man began to tell his story to everyone present. Cakra Buana only tells the most important things. Starting from various events related to him, how his life journey and so forth.

At that moment, no one dared to cut off his words. All the characters were silent a thousand languages. They always listen carefully to the story of Cakra Buana.

Almost as long as a drink of tea the young man told me, after the story was finished, Cakra Buana immediately downing the wine back with the aim that he felt more calm and comfortable.

"Aii, it's appropriate that you have no news at all. Honestly, Uncle thought at first that you might be dead. For so long you have not told anyone. It is unexpected, it turns out you have passed through various interesting events in the odyssey yesterday. Hopefully with all the experience that has been obtained, it can turn you into a mature male figure. Uncle just hopes that you can be better than all of us," said Prabu Katapangan Kresna spoke at length.

He's very happy. Moreover, because now he did not see any sadness in the face of his nephew.

The dark face of Cakra Buana a few years ago, caused by the death of Ling Zhi, has now disappeared.

'It seems he has started to forget his death, ' Prabu Katapangan's inner self while holding back the feeling of pain.