Swordsman Without a Name

The Background of Cakra Buana

"In this world there are many things like what is happening now. Problems that look so complicated, full of mystery and look difficult, even though the key is simple. The root of all problems is sometimes a small thing that we never expected before" said Sian-li Bwee Hua, smiling gently.

Everyone nodded. They strongly agreed with the words of the Tionggoan girl.

How many complicated problems in the world? How many root causes are simple?

"You are right. Now, let's just forget everything that happened. We welcome this new day and atmosphere. The fog has been exposed, the sunlight has reappeared" said Prabu Katapangan Kresna smiling while looking at everyone there.

In the end, the dark fog in the Pasundan Land had already disappeared. The bright light that everyone had been waiting for, was finally seen again.

Will the light shine forever? Or will the dark fog appear to blanket the earth Pasundan again?

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One week has passed. Now everything looks normal again. A few days ago, Kresna's Katabu Katapangan had finished cleaning up within the ranks of the Royal Palace.

The officials and insiders involved in yesterday's matter, have all been followed up. They have earned the right reward. I don't know if it's the death penalty that will befall them, or if it's another punishment.

It's afternoon. The twilight light given by the sun looks so beautiful and charming. Surya smiled warmly. He greeted the Land of Pasundan with the beauty of its rays.

The reddish clouds appear to clot. Some birds fly cheerfully back to their nests.

The sound of a flute from under the foot of the hill sounded very melodious.

Nameless Swordsman with his two lovers were sitting on the edge of a cliff. They are enjoying the beauty of this night. The three were overjoyed, a warm smile never escaping from each of his mouths.

"Hahh ... eventually your problem is solved as well," said Sian-li Bwee Hua with a gentle smile.

As soon as he finished saying, he immediately leaned on the right shoulder of Cakra Buana.

"I don't think I can accompany your adventure to the end as well" continued the Wingless Angel doing the same thing as Sian-li Bwee Hua.

The girl leaned on her left shoulder.

"Hahaha ..complicated and as difficult as any problem that hit, as long as we want to fight and try, surely everything will disappear. In this world there is no futile struggle. There is no problem that does not contain wisdom. On every issue, there is a hidden wisdom in it. Caring for wisdom is small or big, which will always be there" replied the Nameless Swordsman with a gentle smile to his two lovers.

What Cakra Buana says is true. There is nothing wrong with that word.

Every problem, there must be wisdom contained. It's just the question, whether we want to dig and find the wisdom, or not?

"Now that it's over, what are you gonna do next?" ling Ling asked as he looked at the face of his lover.

Cakra Buana sighed first. His eyes looked far ahead.

"Maybe I'll do something that's already an obligation,"

"What do you mean by that?"

"So, you mean?"

Ling Ling was a little surprised. Because the girl did not know clearly the background of the Nameless Swordsman. Until now, it seems that he does not know who Cakra Buana really is.

He had only heard that the young man was the nephew of Prabu Katapangan Krishna. That's all it is. No less and no more.

He's not just one. Including the Wingless Angel is also the same. She is still dimly lit against the background of Cakra Buana. But on the other hand, a little Sinta already has a picture of her lover.

"Maybe all this time, I never told you about my background. I never told her who I really was. You know, actually I am the only Prince of Prabu Bambang Sukma Saketi, the King of the Kingdom of Pasundan before. And to me, I am certainly a prince. My father's future successor,"

Hearing those words, Ling Ling and Sinta immediately gasped in shock. They let go of her lover's embrace simultaneously. After which, the two immediately looked at Cakra Buana with a full gaze of inquiring.

Both eyes showed a ray of disbelief. After all, the words of Cakra Buana just now seemed to come from a very distant place. Their dream was never that the young man turned out to be a Prince. The blue blooded breed.

This reality was completely beyond Ling Ling and Sinta's expectations. For a long time, those people just looked at each other without anyone opening their mouths to talk.

Cakra Buana made his own rikuh. He doesn't know what to do for now. If a beautiful woman looks at a man, will not the man die of lice by himself? That's just one, then how would it feel if it was looked at by two beautiful women at once?

"He was telling the truth. His father was my own brother. We two brothers were the children of the Rishi Bengal Satia Purba,"

A voice suddenly resounded around the area. No need to see the person, the three already know that the owner of the voice is none other than Prabu Katapangan Krishna.

As soon as the conversation was over, the person had even arrived behind the three lovers. Prabu Katapangan walk while smacking his warm smile.

"So .." said Ling Ling could not continue speaking.

The two girls turned back while looking at Cakra Buana's face.

"So, what he said was true. Cakra Buana is the Son of a King. Her full name is Cakra Buana Saketi. And I myself Kresna Saketi's field," said the King in a voice full of authority.

The two girls were again surprised. Now even if they do not believe, they must inevitably have to believe as well.

The words of a king are to be trusted. Especially if the King is famous as an honest, wise, and wise person.

If it had been like that, would everything he was talking about still need to be doubted?

Cakra Buana also nodded his mark confirming Prabu's speech just now. Sinta and Ling Ling were unable to say anything more.

At this moment the two girls were still gripped by the feeling of shock.

The afternoon sun began to disappear behind the hill. The reddish sky began to be enveloped by darkness. And night will come.

I don't know since when, but on the cliff there was no one else. The four people had disappeared without a definite trace.