
At the end of the limit of ability, a sentence uttered so badly, indigestible, heard by the ears, even the arteries eroded sorely, the brain froze, speechless watching. The day cannot paint colors, falling, crashing.
Sorry for everything that is for someone, just saying hello. Invisible wind shape, he stroked, disappointment might happen. That right? No, maybe not. Dazed, lethargic, wistful, all peerless feelings. He denies what lies ahead.
Meanwhile, he chuckled, even staring filled with reproach that had no meaning whatsoever, immoral abusive speech.
Akma Jaya smiled. "Riyuta, you remind me of someone I met a few months ago."
"You have something in common with him." Furthermore, Akma Jaya conveyed a speech, an assumption about equality.
Similarity in the form of his views is not something vague—how to explain it.
Unexpectedly, Akma Jaya's words made Captain Riyuta grit his teeth full of annoyance. "You're making things up, saying things you see, not necessarily the same, you really want to die!" Loud intonation, loud. Really, amazingly, the quiver of his mouth accompanied the utterance that was uttered.
"Right, I didn't see it wrong, you look like Atlana." Akma Jaya explained in more detail.
"Atlana's? You said I looked like Atlana, how dare you equate me with my great enemy!" Captain Riyuta was angry.
Tabra listening full silence, bergeming— does not show movement. "Calm down, Riyuta. As for Atlana, I didn't know she was your biggest enemy." Akma Jaya answered casually, calming the emotions of the person she was staring at.
"Think before you say!" Captain Riyuta spoke out.
"I don't want to linger, talking to you is so boring, the longer I talk, there's a lot of crap out of a bad mouth like you!" Continue Captain Riyuta.
Akma Jaya smiled again. "I also feel like this conversation is boring."
"In that case, we're the end!" Akma Jaya keeps up the greeting.
Captain Riyuta nodded, he straightened his sword again, the crowd under the tower cheered again, encouraging Captain Riyuta.
Uh, there's-there's just. How could he be so. "I'm sure, Captain Riyuta will definitely win!" Not a cheer, but a speech.
One of the men with a crest, mentioned in the previous episode and before, he spoke again.
"Look, Captain Riyuta's style is so cool, he darted with a good-looking look that has no appeal!" Praise, praise everything about Captain Riyuta.
While at the top of the tower, they were racing feet full of killing air. The slash was done, his voice clashed.
Again the crowd cheered. The atmosphere was boisterous, both called because the word was different, losing the letter c between the letters i and u. That's very different. At the moment of the slash, Captain Riyuta shrugged his shoulders with a slight smile.
"Death, you! Ha ha ha ...."
The slashes mixed with laughter, so. A person who is proud of himself, satisfied with all the power he has, in addition, there are many supporters.
"Uwuwu, my dream!" Shouts of a woman full of love, though not familiar. Just looking without being able to judge.
Inversely with the position of Akma Jaya. He was an orphan, struggling his days with the law of the jungle, eating what was there to eat like creeping plants, fish in the fields, coconut trees to drink, even hunting wild hens, one of the seeds of the carrot plant given by Haima, he planted, nursed regularly to the island Andaba has a carrot garden, during the voyage lasts, a different life.
In fact, the path he chose was so different from most other pirates.
Captain Riyuta was upset that he could not hit Akma Jaya with a sword.
"So you're just fending off and dodging, are you a coward?" Captain Riyuta said annoyed.
There's no answer. The two of them looked at each other, the crowd below was disappointed, they shouted, exclaiming to see the fight.
Akma Jaya grunts.
The top of the tower, high. For people who are not used to it, have not gotten used to it, it is amazing. From top to bottom is a 145-meter eye view.life in the ocean is different from land, when a sailor is at the top of the tower, on land, obviously, for him land is not life.
Fortunately, the top of the quadrangular-shaped tower extended, the three of them stood looking at each other.
Mendehem proud. "Are you envious?" Captain Riyuta asked.
"And you say something that has no benefit, worthy of waste being wasted." Captain Riyuta smiled sinisterly.
"Shut your mouth!" Tabra was upset.
Tabra drew the sword. He darted, moved his hand to shake the sword, spurred a quick movement, Akma Jaya could not stop him. The slashing of the sword slashed, how just then, the crowd under the tower, they all stared in amazement, the battle of Tabra and Captain Riyuta became the spotlight of the people.
The long, metal-class sword made and designed so easily grasped, was unleashed by Captain Riyuta.
The sword cut hurt Tabra's wrist. Blood fluid splashed out filled the hand area.
The five fingers on the right were covered in blood. "Tabraa!" Akma Jaya exclaims.
Tabra stared at Akma Jaya, smiling, a happy glance. "It's okay, Captain. I—"
BUCK!
Off guard, Captain Riyuta punched, Tabra bounced—to outside the foothold limit. Akma Jaya stared at the fall of Tabra with a farewell-like smile.
For seconds he was lying around the air, no mattress, even floating. No, it's not like that. On the sidelines of the fall of Tabra, the pleasure that engulfed the people, the crowd below stared in smiles.
Tabra closed her eyes.
"Hahaha, goodbye, your hope, your struggle means so much." Captain Riyuta said he was satisfied to put on a cynical smile, the reddened ears gradually faded, the satisfaction made his anger subside.
"Weak!" Captain Riyuta uttered a condescending reproach.
"Oh, yes aampuun! He fell down." One of the women was pitying.
Not yet reached the ground, some of the crowd below thought he was going to die, some were staring happily, some were staring pity, mixed all of them in the crowd, each had its own reasons, indisputable. They gave more encouragement to Captain Riyuta, proud full of praise scattered around the place.
Tabra opened her eyes. He quickly moved his hand, pulling out a long rope, the end of the rope was a four-branched sharp iron. Tabra threw the rope. Precise throw. The sharp iron was firmly fixed on the tower walls.
Tabra swung around following the movement of the rope, after the rope was satisfied, he was struggling on the wall of the tower—fortunately he survived death.
Akma Jaya smilingly stared in amazement, thrilling action, very thrilling, even amazing, in every pair of eyes looking at everything.
Their guesses are all wrong. Tabra sighed, gulped, the sweat of a speck of dew scattered, far down, several points of sweat gathered in the temple area.
Captain Riyuta clucked in annoyance. "Damn it, how could he possibly do such a crazy thing!" More to his amazement, it was just that he was reluctant to admit it.
"Fuckers!" Captain Riyuta did not accept.
Akma Jaya shakes her head slowly, the speech is too rude, immoral, the behavior of pirates, living on a cruise, but Akma Jaya understands the manners taught by Haima. While, Captain Riyuta did not, he did not understand all that.
"Riyuta, you said something inappropriate!" Akma Jaya.
Captain Riyuta. "What did you say? You think I'm not worthy to say it, what is your position to dare to reprimand me?" Gawking. In fact, pointing with a sword full of sharp.
Akma Jaya replied to the same thing—pointed with a sword, but smiled. "Riyuta, go!" A simple offer to start the fight.