Swordsman Without a Name

The Last Battle (Duel of the Great)

"Alright, Uncle. I will grant your request," said Prabu Maharaja Adiyaksa Jagatama Mangkudewa with a heavy sigh.

This answer greatly shocked Sinta and Ling Ling. The two queens were stunned to hear it.

While on the other hand, Mr. Santeno actually felt very excited. The old face that had looked sweet and full of sadness, had now turned into a face full of joy. The joy can no longer be imagined.

Suddenly he got up from his seat. Then suddenly ran towards Cakra Buana then hugged him tightly.

"Thank you Cakra, thank you. You are my best nephew. Aii, I didn't think that my ideals could really materialize. I once again thank you. May Sang Hyang Widhi always protect and bless you," he said, patting Cakra Buana on the shoulder with affection.

"For Uncle's sake, whatever I'll do," he said slowly.

His lips said so. As if there were no burdens, no other questions. Cakra Buana said as if he had no problems.

In his heart again. His heart felt very sick. It hurts more than a thousand needles. The burden he was carrying right now, it felt much bigger than a mountain.

Killing others is a very heavy burden. In the past, if it were not for circumstances, Cakra Buana would not have killed his enemies.

If killing someone else is so hard, then how hard would it be if he had to kill someone who is considered his own family?

No one knows about that. Prabu Maharaja himself did not want to think about it further. He is trying to surrender to all kinds of things that have been destined by Sang Hyang Widhi.

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The long-awaited time has finally arrived as well. In a moment, Prabu Maharaja Adiyaksa Jagatama Mangkudewa will duel against Mr. Santeno Tanuwijaya. Both have made an agreement.

This duel will be held at the top of Mount Tilu Dewa. In addition, this almighty duel itself will be attended by certain people only. Not everyone can see it.

Even this duel did not spread to the outside world. The only ones who know it are those whom Prabu Maharaja wills.

It's midnight now. At the peak of Mount Tilu the Gods were usually very quiet. Rarely is a human being seen. There are only wild animals waiting for the surrounding forest.

But now, the situation is different. In the grasslands that are usually arid, now there are some important figures of the martial world.

They will attend a great duel that will soon be held. The people present included a pair of Grandparents and Grandmother Sakti, White Starling and Crow Bodas, Twin Dagger Swordsman, four martial world grandfathers, Queen Sekar Pitaloka Sukmawati (Ling Ling), and others, Ratu Sinta Wulansari, Prabu Maharaja Adiyaksa Jagatama Mangkudewa and of course Mr. Santeno Tanuwijaya.

All the important figures of the martial world of Tanah Pasundan have gathered there. Their feelings at this moment were mixed. There is a sense of excitement because it will see the Cakra Buana in action again, and of course there is a deep sadness because there will be victims of this great duel.

Prabu Maharaja and Mr. Santeno are already standing face to face. Their distance was only five steps away. In his hands were both already clasped with a sword of his own.

The sword that gave off a fiery red light. Bringing death is very concentrated and able to vibrate the universe.

If it wasn't the Dragon Sword and the Tiger, there would still be such a sword in this world?

Mr. Santeno holds an heirloom called the Light Moon Sword. So named because when moving, the sword will emit a bright light like the Goddess of the Night at full moon.

Both sides are ready. They are gathering their power. No one spoke between the two men. Each is suppressing his own feelings.

If facing a duel like this, then as much as possible perassna should be calm. Concentration must be awake. And the body needs to relax. Just a little lost from the three things above, then all failed miserably.

Yush!!! Yush!!!

The world seems to stop. Time doesn't move anymore. Everyone who witnessed this duel held their breath. Their eyes did not blink. It was as if those people were unwilling to miss this most stressful moment in history.

Mr. Santeno has held the ultimate style that he relies on. The Thousand Moon.

A sword style that relied on high-level speed. This style can only be mastered by those who are already very skilled. Out of nowhere Mr. Santeno can get the sword as well as the heirloom style.

While the Maharaja Prabu itself has issued its mainstay style.

The Shaped Unshaped Lightning Sword combined with the Shapeless Skirt.

The two powerful eye movements were finally seen and recombined.

Everyone held their breath. They felt an enormous pressure around the meadow.

The two figures are linked to each other attack and defend. Their movements are very fast. No one can see it clearly. All of the figures present could only see the prowess of the rays in the middle of this dark night.

Time to take effect. The battle also seemed to be getting more intense. The two rays are getting more and more. Increasingly roll and blend.

Wutt!!! Slebb!!!

The sound of the body being pierced by a sharp object finally sounded as well.

The terrible duel stopped at that moment.

The victim is created.

Mr. Santeni Tanuwijaya.

Yeah, him. The professor from Sadewo Single College was stabbed in the heart.

His breath immediately gasped. His face was pale. His eyes were already staring blurryly.

But his mouth was smiling. Proud smile. Satisfaction smiles.

"You did it. Finally I can die peacefully and peacefully .." he said as he rubbed the face of Prabu Maharaja Adiyaksa Jagatama Mangkudewa for the last time.

After saying so, Mr. Santeno immediately collapsed. She'sdead. Death brings a smile and pride.

Prabu Maharaja immediately hugged his uncle's body. He shed his tears. Sadness was clearly etched in the King's heart. But as much as possible, he should be strong.

Everything that happens outside of our will is actually His provision.

Tops …

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Thank you to all of you. This is a special extra part for dear readers.

Don't forget, read my other novel in ******* with the title Swordsman Lifesaver. There is also another novel in Novellife with the title Swordsman Without Feelings.