The Musafir

The Appearance of the Golden Claw Swordsman

IT is true that the news about the Golden Claw Swordsman who always leaves the victim in the place he lives. Kedai Purnama Merah also did not escape from it. That afternoon, five guests of the store were killed, which was not wrong.

Mantingan actually wanted to prevent that from happening, but he did not sniff out the presence of the Golden Claw Swordsman so late to prevent the killing of five tavern customers.

Not only that, the Golden Claw Swordsman left behind a sliver of writing that called himself to come back to retrieve another heirloom, the, he asked the store to present him a beautiful girl so that he would not kill people in the store.

Of course, the request will not be fulfilled by the store. They had even alerted more expert swordsmen to capture the Golden Claw Swordsman alive or dead, they intended the Ancient Crocodile Claw back into his hands.

Mantingan along with all the guests of the tavern had been warned not to linger in the tavern because it could endanger his own life. The average tavern guest chooses to leave and will not return, but Mantingan instead intends to stay a little longer than the initial planning.

The young man was quite furious to see the treatment of the Golden Claw Swordsman who was as good as killing people. Such warriors, if left unchecked, will be even more dangerous in the future. If only the Gold-clawed Swordsman in a few years could improve himself, then he would be unobstructed and unrivaled. That's what's dangerous.

The store manager was initially worried and intended to persuade Mantingan to leave the store. However, after hearing the story from the waiter that Mantingan is a good swordsman, he undoes his intentions and instead hopes that Mantingan will stay in his shop for a long time.

The Mantan remained waiting for the Golden Claw Swordsman for up to three days.

In those three days Mantingan spent most of his time writing the story of his journey. There were some missing ejections, it seemed left behind in the city, Mantingan had to rewrite the part of the missing ejection. Of course it takes a lot of time.

A small part of the time is used to wander around the tavern and enjoy the view. The scenery presented in Kelapa Larang is not inferior to the scenery in Agrabinta. Although the temperature there is a little warmer, but it is not a problem.

Every evening, Mantingan always go to the river to clean themselves or just write. Writing in the open is much more comfortable than writing in the room.

On the third day, Mantingan could hear someone enter the tavern building. Although Mantingan is on the third floor, but his hearing can catch the sound on the ground floor.

If that person is a customer, then it is the first customer since the last three days. But if that person is the Golden Claw Swordsman, then it is the most awaited.

Mantingan vegetables overheard the man's conversation with the shopkeeper.

“Is here still food and bedroom available?”

“Master, we still provide food, but for a place to stay .. we don't have any more rooms.”

“Then, where will I fuck my girl?”

The mantel laid down the palm he was writing, breathed the Kiai Kedai Sword, and quickly moved out of his room. The one who was talking to the maidservant of the tavern was the Golden Claw Swordsman, Mantingan was sure of that, the signs were obvious.

Arriving below, according to his worries, a young man with clawed hands held high, was ready to stab the stiff shopkeeper in fear.

The mantle without long again immediately shot to the young swordsman. Kiai Kedai sword that was sheathed was drawn forward. The Golden Claw Swordsman could see the movements of the Mantingan, quickly he pulled himself back and fended off the Mantingan sword.

As a result of the stalk, the Kiai Kedai Sword sheath was torn to form three scratches, exposing some of the blades inside. Mantingan and the Golden Claw Swordsman both stopped outside the shop.

The wind was waving slowly, waving the long hair of the two young warriors. The mantan stared at his opponent sharply, as well as his opponent. The Golden Claw Swordsman then laughed out loud.

“Hahahaha! Aren't you a good-ass swordsman who helped Nyiur Wind City? Now behold, our hero is here to usher his death to me. Take it easy, you will have the honor of dying in my hands!”

The mantle shook slowly. “I didn't challenge you to fight for honor. I want to kick you out.”

Finished Mantingan said that, the shopkeeper warriors moved quickly and formed a circle around the two warriors. The Golden Claw Swordsman was not at all afraid when he was surrounded, such low-level warriors were no big deal to him.

Meanwhile, expert level warriors hide and keep an eye on other warriors. They were hiding not because they were afraid, but they did have to hide their strength. That way, the Golden Claw Swordsman did not include them in the calculations.

“Ah, so you want to expel me just like the warriors hiding behind?”

After the Golden Claw Swordsman said that, there was no longer any reason for expert swordsmen to hide. They came out of hiding with a bad face.

“But the difference is that you do not hide and immediately welcome me.” The Golden Claw Swordsman laughed again. “You're the one named Mantingan, aren't you? Your name is already quite famous in the river of Javadvipa martial lake, a pride if I can kill you.”

Mantingan was actually quite surprised to hear his name quite famous in the river of Javadvipa martial lake, but his surprise was not too long because the opponent could attack when he was off guard just a little.

“Many warriors are looking for you to get valuable knowledge about Magic Throw from you. Even your own name is often juxtaposed with the Luminous Swordsman. Now it's an honor for me to kill you.”

“There's no point in praising me, I won't let my guard down.” The coat says flat.

“Wah, wow, it turns out you are not just any swordsman. There are not many warriors who understand my strategy until finally killed, I can not underestimate you.” The Golden Claw Swordsman laughed again. “Well, now I just say I mean. I mean, obviously, I came here to look for your heirloom called the Claw of the Ancient Tiger. That's the Ancient Crocodile Claw pair I have, can you give it to me? Ah, yes, don't forget the beautiful girl.”

“Ghost of the jungle! We won't do you any good, we're not here to welcome you, we're here to arrest you and take back the Ancient Crocodile Claws you stole. Hand over then it may be considered we do not have a cross dispute anymore.” The store manager said loudly.

“Okay, why are you guys so rude to warriors like me? Is it hard to give me that heirloom? Do you not love life?”