The Legend of Senopati
The Mahapatih
Trang!
The sound of two iron scratches rang out loud.
Sadewa Pasha swung the Kalachakra Sword and managed to fend off three swords at once.
The quality of the iron and steel of the sword had an effect on the strength of the sword itself. As powerful as a swordsman, if the materials used to make his sword were ordinary materials, he would lose out in a clash of sharpness.
The seven warriors led by Baluga, the head of the one platoon, were wide-eyed at the black circle that sucked anything within a distance of one spear.
“Goodbye, wait for our retaliation!” Mahapatih Mayapada smiled at Baluga, then disappeared absorbed by the illusionary recesses.
...
Sadewa Pasha and Anang were taken to two different places.
Anang was given the mandate to care for a village famous for two things, rare diseases and hunger piles. His experience as a farmer and the chief physician of the palace led Mahapatih Mayapada to believe that Anang was the right person to take care of this.
While Sadewa Pasha, he was taken to the Valley of the Hundred Swords which was located at the top of the Mount of Mist.
Of the various hills in Nusantara, only Bukit Kabut is known to be the most terrible. Anyone who climbed this hill, must be lost and will not return, even if it is a dragon-level swordsman.
“My energy is almost over. Go to college by yourself and tell me I brought you here! I gotta get going. May you be a true warrior who defends the truth indiscriminately.”
Mahapatih Mayapada embraced Sadewa for a long time. He went out of nowhere, only he knew. The illusionary recess is closed and only Mahapatih Mayapada is sucked in.
Sadewa Pasha began to approach the gates of the college. Hot air felt, mixed with a horrifying aura that makes the feathers goosebumps. Before long, an old man appeared from behind Sadewa. Grandpa carried a small knife.
Crat!
Sadewa's left temple was scratched. He shouted very loudly. The grandfather immediately silenced Sadewa's mouth and threatened the young man with the small knife he was holding.
“Say, what do you want here?!”
“A-I was mandated by,” Sadewa has not had time to finish his sentence, the grandfather immediately beat Sadewa Pasha to the brunt.
“Meet Mayapada brought me here!” Sadewa yelled at the grandfather. Even so, punches and kicks continued to be floated. Sadewa eventually rebelled. He took out the Kalachakra Sword from its scabbard, then the sword emitted a golden red glow that erased the entire fog at the top of the hill.
“I'm sorry, Sadewa,” says grandfather. “I must make you faint before the existence of Sword Kalachakra is known to the people of black flow.”
One tootokan on the neck made Sadewa numb. His body suddenly stiffened. His hands and feet could not be moved. No matter how hard he tried, the result was the same. He's totally paralyzed. Even just breathing is hard.
Due to the blocked blood flow, Sadewa's eyes slowly paled.
Darkened.
...
“Don't let me be tormented like this! If you intend to kill me, do it! I have no hope of life in the world anymore. My parents died because of the massacre of the black people. Brother murdered. My best friend was exiled and accused of working with me to impregnate five girls. What more can be expected of me who is useless?”
Sadewa immediately snapped at the old man, although his body was still the same, unable to be moved at all.
The grandfather did not comment on Sadewa's words, he was still silent. While brewing the coffee grounds, the brown-bearded old man inhaled the aroma, then exhaled it back into Sadewa's face.
Instantly Sadewa remembered the figure of Ki Bratasena, the person Sadewa met in his dream before the hanging judgment day arrived.
“Ja-don't tell me you're Ki Bratasena whom I met in a dream!” Sadewa gulped. There must be something to do with the dream with four swordsmen dressed all in white who called him God.
The little sword that belonged to the old geezer came into direct contact with Sadewa's vein, right at the left neck. With just a small pressure, the sword slowly scratched Sadewa's left neck. Blood is flowing. Sadewa could do nothing but surrender.
“Cube time two minutes, run away while you can!”
CTis!
A finger is heard.
Sadewa was surprised, his body could be moved again. The one who was originally paralyzed and helpless, was now full of energy. He ran like a prey chased by a hungry tiger. No matter how many times the twig scratched the sole of his foot, the pigtailed young man continued to run to the edge of the abyss.
“Sial, no other way!” Sadewa. “I can't jump. This gap is too deep. Only dark. Definitely this abyss has no base.”
When turning the brain, suddenly felt the breath of someone from behind the back of Sadewa.
“Your time is up.”
The grandfather pushes Sadewa's body. A loud scream sounded. The request for help was not given in the least. The Helper God seems reluctant to save Sadewa from the grim reaper who is in the form of a brown-bearded old man.
Slowly, the scream shrank, then disappeared.
...
“Raden, why did you bring a foreign youth to the Valley of the Hundred Swords? This young man was not clear of his origin. We don't know if he's an intruder, a rebel, or an undercover spy. Raden should have been more careful considering that no one knew the position of the Valley of the Hundred Swords except the special disciples.”
Ki Aluna Prabu, one of the three strongest elders of the Valley of the Hundred Swords, lamented the unilateral decision of the head of the college.
“I'm the chairman here. I have the right to make my own decisions. But this young man is different. Don't you doubt him! He is the bearer of good news written in the book of the Giant Exterminating Sword.” The brownish-bearded grandfather stared intently at Ki Aluna Prabu.
“Although he is a spy, I will take full responsibility. You know, I don't hesitate to kill a traitor, even sending their heads and ears separately to where the person who sent them is.”
“Good, Raden, I won't argue.”
After the two higher-ups of the Valley of the Hundred Swords came out, Sadewa woke up. The first thing he saw was a row of bedcloth-stretched patterns. This room was large enough to house two dozen people.
Sadewa Pasha wondered how she could be here. Because, he did not remember what had just happened. The more he tried to remember, the more his head hurt.
For a moment, Sadewa pretended to be asleep because of the sound of the footsteps of someone who entered. Sadewa heard his name spoken by three young men. The pigtailed young man tried to peek, it turned out that there were five people entering. They wear the same outfit, a short top with a tear on the lower left.
One of them stared at the blanket of Sadewa Pasha, then turned away. He smiled a smile.
“Sadewa Pasha, a great name for a true swordsman. I hope Raden's prediction wasn't wrong. Hopefully he can become the strongest and I have a true rival for the first position in the Valley of the Hundred Swords.”
Soon, they left, leaving Sadewa alone in the hut.
The boredom starts to attack. Sadewa could not wait to find out what the Valley of the Hundred Swords really was and the intent of the young man's words. Silence enveloped, then broke due to the cheering sound of dozens of young men from the direction of the exit.
Sadewa was actually afraid to see things out there, but she could not help her boredom. He wants to practice soon. Because, he had never heard of the Hundred Swords Valley college during his time at Basundara Palace.
As soon as the door opened wider, Sadewa was wide. He looked back, making sure there was no one in the room. The door across there was also still locked using two iron padlocks.
The first portrait Sadewa captured was of a dozen children his age practicing swords in a small basin. Each was given a wooden sword. There are several bricks arranged. They had to smash a minimum of four piles of bricks with a single swing of a wooden sword in order to rise to the sky level, a higher level.
“Tracted? Welcome to the Valley of the Hundred Swords,” said the middle-aged man who suddenly stood behind Sadewa, making the pigtailed young man swing a loud punch.
