The Fate of Adipura Kingdom

28. The Patih Purno victory

Patih Purno tried to read the wild attack pattern of his opponent, very carefully he took steps to avoid every attack his opponent increasingly wild time. He preferred to defend to see this entire attack of his opponent whereas his opponent so wildly continued to attack him nonstop.

“The attack was strong enough to compensate two late-level wolf warriors, but there were many gaps visible within his attack. Has he not mastered his attack technique yet?”, Inner Patih Purno spoke.

His opponent's attack was fast but behind it his defense was minimal. Seeing that the gap Patih Purno did not remain silent, he launched a surprise attack towards his opponent.

With one quick movement of his tombk eyes shot forward right towards his opponent's face, Patih Purno's opponent immediately jumped back while holding his cheek which now had a considerable wound. He cursed after finding that there was now a wound that his opponent incised against him.

Fresh blood now flowed quite a lot from the wound, making him have to stop for a moment because the pain began to seep from the wound on his cheek. But not yet had the person arrange his poetry quickly Patih Purno ran towards the stranger.

Patih Purno jumped left and right very quickly to confuse his opponent for the direction of his movement. Because it is not too ready for the movement of Patih Purno can not be read by his opponent. The Patih Purno movement had not been successfully read by the foreigners until Patih Purno freely launched the next attack.

Now it is not the part of the face that is the point of attack but in other parts. Patih Purno is now aiming for one of the hands of his opponent, and as a result the right hand of his opponent who holds a spear was successfully cut by Patih Purno and is now separated from his place.

“Aaaargggghgggghh”, cried out in pain of the man after receiving a deadly attack from Patih Purno.

The cry of the stranger was so strong and echoing filled the night, a cry that sounded so agonized with the wounds he received. That person continued to shout while holding onto the slash wound that kept his hand apart from its spot. Now fresh blood flowed profusely from the wounds on his cheeks and his severed arm.

In the cry it is not only pain but if heard carefully there is sadness behind the cry. This person was going through a very painful pain but it did not last long and was replaced with sadness that he had already lost this duel.

Patih Purno's opponent then fell to his knees with his head lowered as his left hand tried to cover up his opponent's slash wound which continued to bleed freshly. Because the blood that continues to come out endlessly makes his body now start to limp, to stand alone he is not able to.

Patih Purno sighed softly and then walked slowly to where his opponent who had now bent his knees with a look down. When he was near how surprised Patih Purno found his opponent crying in such a state.

Patih Purno smiled wryly with the events he was facing right now, he did not expect that his opponent would cry after losing a fight with him.

“Sorry, I have to kill you!"

Patih Purno's spear eyes are now in the neck of his opponent who is already helpless, with the rest of his strength the stranger raised his head to look at the face of Patih Purno.

His opponent looked at Patih Purno for a moment and then he sat up straight and his cry he endured by biting his lips until it bled. When his heart was steady he nodded his head ready to be executed. He would rather die in his opponent's hands than be a miserable prisoner of war.

Seeing the reaction of his opponent who was ready, Patih Purno smiled, "Whatever people say, you are still a tough fighter!", after finishing his words Patih Purno swung his spear quickly and immediately his opponent's head separated from the body of its owner.

Cheers echoed that night after an opponent from Patih Purno breathed his last. They are very happy with the victory on their side, they glorify the name of Patih Purno continuously.

Some soldiers even sneered that Patih Purno's opponent just now was just a fool who delivered his life into the grasp of death. But not so with the thought of Aryo, he who thinks the death of that person is a very honorable death. He wanted to open his voice to close the babble but was immediately stopped by an elderly man.

“It's okay young master, maybe this is wrong but at least we managed to arouse the fighting spirit of our warrior”, old man open his voice first.

Aryo was sculpting, it was really difficult to accept that situation now. However he had to understand the state of the soldier was more important to him. After he thought it was not impossible in the future they would meet a difficult battle, seeing the reaction of old men who did not want to stop the excitement of the soldiers then made Aryo participate in the silence of old men.

 “Immediately prepare a good funeral ceremony for the man!”, Aryo orders the guard soldiers who are behind him.

“Good young master”, answer some quick warriors.

The soldiers now began to move in groups towards the bodies of the opponents Patih Purno just now.after the soldier was divided again, some were taking care of the wood for the funeral while others took care of the bodies of the foreigners. Everything moved quickly for the job to be completed before dawn broke.

“Although young master, the funeral ceremony is ready at start”, reported the soldier who was in charge of overseeing the work earlier.

“Do funeral soon!”, Aryo orders back.

The soldier nodded his head as he walked back and immediately told the others to burn the stranger's body. The fire quickly devoured the lifeless body, the flames were constantly growing and even illuminating the entire field of the rebel headquarters.

“Uncle, is it possible if I die later there will be a funeral ceremony like this for me?”, asked Aryo while staring at the growing flames.

The old man did not immediately reply, for a moment the old man looked at Aryo's face. That's when the old man found Aryo was putting on a face that looks very sad, maybe at this time he remembered his wife thought old man.

“Young master don't think strangely, I know young master misses the house very much. We both have families waiting for our return. If it is time we go home will definitely go home, and if the time we die surely we will die”, the old man replied at length.

“Why does uncle look so relaxed in the face of death?”, Aryo stared at the old man.

“What comes from the ground, will return to land instead!”, old man replied again but accompanied by a smile on his lips.