The Heirloom of the Catastrophe Spreader

The Kotaraja Singhasari

"Sat!

Don't interfere in my affairs if you still love your life. Step aside!", hardik Sawung Alas loudly.

"If I interfere, then what do you want?

I just don't like to see the oppression happening before my eyes" Arya Pethak said as she stared intently at Sawung Alas and her comrades.

"That's right!

Look for you apparently!", shouted a friend Sawung Alas who immediately darted towards Arya Pethak while swinging his sword.

From behind a shadow moved quickly towards the Sawung Alas comrade and swung a jet-black mace, blocking the sword of Sawung Alas' comrade.

Thhraaaanggg!!

The two people took a few steps back while staring intently at the opponent.

"You want to play Serobot first, huh?

It is not only Ndoro Pethak who does not like the mighty pretentious like you", said the black shadow who is none other than Klungsur.

"Suckers!

Another person who is tired of living" cried Sawung Alas furiously.

"Not just one, but three", said Nirmala who has been carrying a celurit with Nay Kemuning who walked near Arya Pethak and Klungsur.

"Fuck!!!

Then all of you must die in this place! Friends, kill them all!", orders Sawung Alas who immediately darted towards Arya Pethak while swinging his sword. The three friends of Sawung Alas lunged forward towards Arya Pethak and friends upon hearing the orders of Sawung Alas.

The one-on-one battle was fierce.

Shreeeeettttthhh!!

The slash of Sawung Alas' sword was instantly agile with the Demonic Sword in Arya Pethak's right hand.

Thrrriiinngg!!

Arya Pethak pressed the Demonic Sword towards Sawung Alas. The difference in their inner power levels was too far away that the Demonic Sword was leaning more and more towards Sawung Alas.

Arya Pethak quickly swept the feet of Sawung Alas. The man in the thick side immediately raised his right leg to avoid the sweep of Arya Pethak's leg. Then quickly swung his sword towards Arya Pethak's feet after spinning behind the opponent's body.

Arya Pethak again fended off the slash of Sawung Alas sword that was aiming for his foot.

Thrraannngggg!!

Slash by slash of the sword Sawung Alas continued to be fielded by Arya Pethak. One saber of Sawung Alas sword leads to the opponent's neck. Arya Pethak again pitted her Demonic Sword with the Sawung Alas sword which began to look cracked.

As powerful as Sawung Alas trying to withstand the pressure of the sword Arya Pethak. But he kept pushing. The student Mpu Prawira who became his opponent immediately swung his legs towards the chest of Sawung Alas.

Bhhuuuuggh...

Aaauuugggghhhhh!!

Sawung Alas bounced back several spears due to the rigors of Arya Pethak's kick. There was fresh blood coming out from the corner of his lips. Furious he got up and threw his sword at Arya Pethak.

Shreeeeettttthhh!!

With ease Arya Pethak avoids the throwing of Sawung Alas sword. But on the other hand Sawung Alas actually spread both hands to the right and left side of the body. His hands were then cupped in front of his chest. A greenish blue light enveloped the entire body of Sawung Alas.

He quickly slammed both palms into Arya Pethak.

Whhhuuuggghhh!!

A streak of greenish blue light hit Arya Pethak's body.

Mmmmmmmmmmmm!!!

Thick smoke covered the entire stand of Arya Pethak. Kebo Anabrang who was behind Arya Pethak was surprised to see it all while Sawung Alas smiled triumphantly.

"Campus you!"

But a moment later Sawung Alas eyes bulged like they were about to come out of his eye sockets. Arya Pethak was still standing upright while smiling thinly with her body covered by a golden yellow light.

"You want to kill me? You still don't deserve it" Arya Pethak said with a big grin. A moment later a thin mist appeared around the handsome young man's body. Then Arya Pethak's body disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Sawung Alas again surprised to see the loss of Arya Pethak. A moment later he glared wide as he saw a jet-black sword blade piercing through his chest from behind.

"You are cheating" Sawung Alas said shortly after Arya Pethak drew the Demon Sword that pierced through Sawung Alas' body.

The man in the thick coat collapsed and died. He died bleeding.

On the other side of Klungsur who faced Sawung Alas comrade, just a wide grin stared at the pale face of his opponent who repeatedly thrust his sword towards his stomach but was unable to scratch the skin.

"It's my turn now, motherfucker!"

Klungsur immediately swung his Galih Asem Gada towards the head of the opponent who was still in disbelief with the body of Klungsur who did not have a sharp weapon.

Kkkkkkkkkkkkk!!

Aaaarrrgggghhhhh!!

His opponent immediately toppled over with his head crushed covered in blood due to his mace thump.

Meanwhile, Nay Kemuning also managed to tear his opponent's stomach with his Dragon Whip Sword.

The thick-bodied man staggered backwards while smothering his gaping belly wide. Not long after that he died with his intestines breaking out.

One slash of the opponent's sword was successfully dodged by Nirmala. As fast as lightning the cute black-skinned beautiful girl swung her celurit towards the neck of the opponent.

Chrraaassshhhhp..

The opponent Nirmala faced had absolutely no idea that she would die at the hands of a girl who was only 3 years old. His neck was nearly severed and his blood spurted out. He fell down with a torn wound to his neck.

The four of them immediately gathered together and approached Kebo Anabrang who was still sitting while arranging his breath tight.

"Thank you for the help of Kisanak..

The royal palace family of Singhasari is indebted to you" Kebo Anabrang said, trying to smile.

"Had Gusti Perwira..

Bastards like them do not deserve to live in this world. Let's rest there", Arya Pethak who immediately helped Kebo Anabrang stand up. With a little limp, Kebo Anabrang stepped towards the campfire with a papah by Arya Pethak.

Anjani, who had been caring for Raden Wijaya, apparently managed to make the little boy aware of his stupor. The noble boy immediately ran towards Kebo Anabrang.

"Uncle.. Uncle Kebo Anabrang..

Are you okay, uncle? Are you hurt?", asked Raden Wijaya worriedly.

"Hamba is okay Raden.. Without help from them perhaps the servant is dead at the hands of Sawung Alas", Kebo Anabrang replied with a wry smile.

"Uncle and aunt all her, her,

I Wijaya would like to thank you very much for all of your help. I owe you guys my life. Later when I become king, I will definitely return your goodwill today" Raden Wijaya said, bowing his body.

"A king-to-be does not deserve to bow respectfully to a commoner, Raden..

It is our duty to help everyone in distress. Whether it's royalty or ordinary people" Arya Pethak replied with a deep smile.

"Can't be so Uncle..

The name of the good will must remain a debt that must be repaid. I'm not a person who likes to break promises", hearing Raden Wijaya's words, everyone smiled in a knot. This boy, if he were to become a true king, would surely be a just and wise king, all of them.

After eating, they talked warmly about many things including how they could get chased by the killers.

"I heard they were paid by the Ireng Centipede Group, a large power group that always undermined the authority of the Singhasari Royal Government in all its ways.

Although already a fugitive, but the existence of the mysterious group is very difficult to be slashed because their leader, Kumaradewa, has never been found" said Kebo Anabrang closed the story.

Mmmmmm..

"They again seem. If not crushed they will always be thorns in the flesh for the security of Singhasari Kingdom", Arya Pethak sighed heavily.

Raden Wijaya's satiety evaporated widely several times then lay his head on Kebo Anabrang's thigh. Gently, Kebo Anabrang stroked Raden Wijaya's hair with a faint smile.

"I am willing to lose my life so that this future king lives to uphold the justice and welfare of the people of Singhasari Kingdom. I believe he will be a good king" Kebo Anabrang said with a smile staring at Raden Wijaya who was fast asleep in his lap.

"Hopefully he is in line with everyone's expectations" replied Arya Pethak who immediately laid her body on the cloth that became her bed.

The night continues to move towards the morning.

The morning sunlight slowly began to gush out from between the black clouds that darkened in the sky. The atmosphere of the morning was cold, because the rainy season seemed to be coming soon.

After cleaning themselves in a small river near where they spent the night, Arya Pethak's entourage prepared to continue the journey.

"Uncle Pethak..

If I may ask, I want my uncle to take me to Kotaraja Singhasari. Now I don't hold money but when I get there, Kanjeng Romo Lembu Tal will pay his uncle" Raden Wijaya said with hope.

"How's Kisanak? I honestly haven't fully recovered. If anyone bothers Raden Wijaya again, surely I will not be able to defend him" Kebo Anabrang said immediately.

"We also want to see the crowd of Kotaraja Singhasari. There is nothing wrong with you Gusti Prince, Gusti Perwira..

Let's go now" replied Arya Pethak who immediately jumped on her horse mount.

Hearing that answer, Raden Wijaya and Kebo Anabrang smiled in satisfaction. After Raden Wijaya ascended, Kebo Anabrang followed behind him. The six horses were heading south, towards Kotaraja Singhasari.

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A sturdy man with a sumping of golden fern tendrils was seen pacing back and forth in the porch of Puri Agung. Her choppy hair with thick whiskers seemed to sway in the wind. The forehead of the man about 3 decades less seemed to be frowning like he was thinking of something heavy. There was a look of worry on his handsome face. It was obvious that she was sleep deprived because her eye bags looked blackened.

Two men dressed as soldiers sat cross-legged on the floor of the room without daring to make a sound.

"So no news at all?", asked the sturdy man while looking at the two people sitting cross-legged in front of him.

"Please, Gusti Rakryan..

Until now Kebo Anabrang who led the chase has not returned. Servants have ordered other soldiers to follow them under the leadership of Lembu Sora", said the thin-moustached young man who is one of the officials of Singhasari Palace with the rank of Demung.

Mmmmmm...

"Don't let this news be heard by Kakang Prabu Kertanegara.. Although Sanggramawijaya is my son but he is the future son-in-law of Kakang Prabu Kertanegara as well as the next candidate of Raja Singhasari.

Surely he will be very disappointed to hear the news of this kidnapping, Demung Wira", said the sturdy man who was none other than Dyah Lembu Tal, who was a very strong man, a Rakryan Kanuruhan or ministerial-level official who is a cousin and subordinate of Prabu Kertanegara.

"Hamba understands Gusti Rakryan Kanuruh..

Servants can only pray that Kebo Anabrang can come home soon and bring good news for all of us" Demung Wira said while respecting Dyah Lembu Tal.

"Hopefully so..

My son Wijaya.. Where are you now Ngger? Romo is worried about you", Dyah Lembu Tal gazed towards the North sky that looked cloudy. There is a hue of worry that is clearly visible from the face of the palace magnifier Singhasari.

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Haaatttcchiyhh..

Haaatttcchiihh....!!!

"You have Raden fever?", asked Kebo Anabrang who was sitting behind Raden Wijaya as soon as he heard his son sneezing.

"I'm fine what Uncle Anabrang..

It looks like there's some dust going into my nose. Oh yes uncle, how long will we be in Kotaraja Singhasari? Looks like Uncle's rainy day", asked the 1-decade-old noble boy.

"After passing through Pakuwon Pandaan, we will reach the boundary area of Kotaraja Singhasari. Raden Wijaya take it easy. Soon we reach Kotaraja", replied Kebo Anabrang as he continued to pound his horse through the rocky road that headed south.

The weather is getting colder as the cold wind mixed with water vapor that blows hard. The longer the sky gets darker with its thick black clouds.

Gluuggguuurr!!!!

The sound of thunder rumbled then followed by lightning striking out loud. Not long after that, heavy rain fell.

Arya Pethak immediately directed the group to a wooden house visible on the left of the road. They immediately rushed to shelter on the porch of the house.

Krrriiiieeeeeeeeetttthhh!!

Suddenly the door of the house opened and an old woman with a slight slouch was seen coming out of the house with a girl. Kebo Anabrang immediately approached the old woman.

"Sorry Nyi..

We took a short break on the terrace of Nyi's house. After the rain subsides, we will leave" said Kebo Anabrang politely.

The old woman's face looked up at friend Kebo Anabrang for a moment. The old woman's eyes glittered towards Raden Wijaya. And this did not escape the attention of Arya Pethak.

"Please..

If you want to enter the house, you can also. I'm not one to count on something like this.

Let's go in here" said the old woman as she turned around and entered the house followed by the young girl. Arya Pethak let out a cold snort while staring at the old woman.

Mmmmmm..

'Something's wrong with the old woman'

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Who is he??