Swordsman Without a Name

Helping a Girl

The stone alone Cakra Buana said so, even his tongue was not dry yet, seen several spears from the front there, eight haunted-faced people were walking closer towards him.

They walk like slow. The road also seems heavy. As if every step they took, the earth trembled with its arrogance. But in a short time it had almost arrived in front of him.

Just looking from here alone, the Nameless Swordsman could read that they were certainly not random people. It could have been those people who were second-rate or even first-class martial arts world figures. But this is just an estimate, in fact later.

The girl who had approached him was shocked to death. Unknowingly, he instantly hid himself behind the body of Cakra Buana.

The tip of Cakra Buana's clothes was even until she held it tightly and rolled around on her index finger. His face was a little pale.

Hot sweat and cold sweat had already drenched his entire body. It seems that girl has a pretty complicated problem. So that he got so scared like seeing a ghost.

The eight people stopped about a distance of one spear in front of Cakra Buana. They don't talk right away. These people actually looked at him cynically and seemed demeaning.

The young man of Tanah Pasundan also did not want to talk. He never met and never had any problems with them.

He's not afraid. Because, why should we be afraid?

"Who are you?" ask one of them to the Nameless Swordsman.

"Why are you asking me my name?"

"Hemm, what's your relationship with that girl?" tanyanya pointed at the girl behind Cakra Buana.

"There's no relationship whatsoever. Just met this time,"

"Why is he so close to you?"

"Eitherway. Maybe he's freaked out from seeing you guys,"

The young man spoke calmly and casually. Facing people like them, should not panic in the slightest. Whatever happens, in any situation, is required to deal with it with calmness.

"Because we look scary?"

"Maybe" replied Cakra Buana.

He then took the wine jar and drank it slowly.

"Who told you to drink wine?" snapped someone.

"My mouth asked for it. Why why?"

"When you talk to us, you have to be polite. Know it?"

"What are you guys? The emperor? The king? Or who? Actually you guys have a problem with this girl or with me? Why even anger is not funny,"

Asked like that, the eight people instantly silenced his mouth. They looked furious watching there was a young man who dared to be sassy to him.

"Give the girl!!!"

"If he wants to, go ahead, please, please,"

Someone then forced the girl. But he quickly pulled himself back.

"Master, help me, sir. I don't want to go with them" said the girl, looking terrified.

"You just calm down. As long as there's me, they won't be able to touch you,"

Although the words of Cakra Buana are spoken slowly, but because of their proximity, the eight people can hear it clearly.

"It's so arrogant of you to say. Who do you think you are?"

"Young man is handsome and charming," replied Cakra Buana at will.

The influence of wine has already begun to affect him. So when talking, his face was slightly reddened and his eyes were soft.

"Sat. Quickly hand the girl over to us,"

"If I don't want to?"

"You're looking for the muffler,"

Finished saying, a fellow immediately sent a swift and powerful punch towards the Nameless Swordsman.

"I suggest you go and don't look for trouble with me. Do not ruin my peaceful mood" said Cakra Buana Lali sipped back the wine jar.

Eight of these people are people who have been used to committing crimes. They are used to living with violence. Hearing the words of the young man before him at this moment, of course their anger immediately flared up violently.

"good. You got guts too. Take back my punch,"

The one who had struck before, had now attacked again. Two burly and energetic fists again hit the face of the Nameless Swordsman.

Four consecutive blows glided profusely in pursuit of him. Honey, the young man they were dealing with was not an indiscriminate young man. So even though it has attacked some moves, still his efforts are in vain.

Even the young man he was after still stood quietly. Sometimes he gulped down the wine jar. Every blow that was launched was successfully avoided easily without shifting his legs in the slightest.

"Who are you really?" the land of another who seemed more upset.

"I? I am a man who does not like to see other men force a girl," Cakra Buana replied with a foolish smile.

"Omong empty …"

Yush!!!

One attacked with all his might. This blow was twice as heavy as before. The person was different, the power of his punch was different as well.

Cakra Buana was not surprised. He was just an innocent cry. His face was savage.

Plakk!!!

Somehow he was able to do it, but clearly, before the punch of the person had hit his face, the young man's left hand slapped first.

The picture of five fingers still imprints on the person's cheeks.

Now the angry one is not just himself. Other colleagues are the same.

They lunged one by one towards Cakra Buana. It seems that they are taking it even more seriously.

The girl hiding behind him took a few steps back.

The young man immediately served those roaring people. The right hand still holds the wine jar. He served these people with only his left hand.

Because according to him, the eight people were no more than second-class warriors. A lowly swordsman who usually only capitalizes on a spooky look.

The empty barrel sounds.

Plakk!! Plakk!!!

Each of these people was hit by a pretty harsh slap from the Nameless Swordsman. Everyone gets the same ration. One man, one slap.

They were immediately stunned. Attacks that launched all abilities, it turned out to be broken so easily.

The eight people were now holding onto her cheeks that were painful and sore. Their cheeks are swollen.

"You better go back and report to the person who told you to. Tell him that the girl does not want to come," said Cakra Buana indifferently.

Without saying much more, the eight people immediately ran away like chased by a wandering ghost.

The wind gushed against the body. The fragrance of flowers is carried away by the wind on a clear day.

The girl who was always hiding because of fear, has now returned to the edge of Cakra Buana.

"Thank you for helping me" he said with eyes that flashed another light.

"No need to be confused. Helping is an obligation,"

"What are you actually having trouble with?" ask Cakra Buana further.

The girl answered, but before that, her stomach rang. Instantly he felt ashamed. Both of her cheeks were slightly flushed and her right hand was holding the abdomen.

Cakra Buana laughs. The girl also laughed, a laugh full of shame.

"Let's find a place to eat" said the young man.