The Thousand Mask Warrior

Preterequisites

Sena who was once excited now immediately laughed relieved to see the enemy lying motionless, “Ha ha ha ha ha .. **** you! Mampussss!!” said satisfied.

Pallawa regained consciousness and immediately saw Nata's body, which was now unconscious. Blood continued to flow from the cut wound on his arm. He shook his head to expel the dizziness caused by the masked swordsman. But he also refused to come closer to see the condition of his friend who now has his hand cut off the one.

He even nodded towards Sena to signal for the two of them to get closer towards the masked swordsman who was half-coupled. No sign of life.

“Mampusss …. Modarrrr ...!” Sena said repeatedly.

His satisfaction seemed excessive. This is because they believe that the person facing this is indeed a swordsman choose a match, maybe indeed the Thousand Mask Swordsman. How not, in addition to successfully breaking Nata's hand, he managed to dodge all the nails thrown at him nimbly. Even until Nata's supply of poisonous nails ran out, only three nails managed to stick into the face of this masked young man. Nata imagines if Jayaseta managed to get closer earlier, he would have been beaten all out with.

Sena used her legs to turn Jayaseta over, but was immediately prevented by Pallawa, “Wait, Sena! We have to stay careful. Maybe he's still alive.”

“What did you say, Pallawa? Ha ha ha .. You're really scared to death with this guy huh? Our poison is so strong, fast and ferocious that anyone who is exposed will not be able to survive more than ten counts. Moreover, you see for yourself, his face is stuck in our magic needles. Wrong himself foolishly he challenges us to aim at his face. *****he is now!” said Sena still with excitement.

He uses his legs to turn Jayaseta over. Right at that moment he felt his shins crackling. Jayaseta hit him with his elbow half-bumped. Then it was exactly the same movement he had made on the deck of the ship a few days ago, with one hand to support his body, Jayaseta threw two kicks into both chins of his enemies so quickly and vigorously.

As a result, Sena's body fell on the teak tables, while Pallawa's body hit the wall and broke into the wall, thrown out.

Now Jayaseta can hear and see the crowd already waiting outside. Jayaseta takes off her banner mask. The pure white pennant mask had cracked on various sides. Even soon it will break and can not be used anymore. Three poisonous spikes stuck it and damaged it but did not manage to touch the skin of his face.

Indeed, the Hell Earth Needle style is not an ordinary style, not just throwing a secret weapon, but the results are so terrible. He had to retract his words regarding the kinship of this group. Jayaseta was quite a bit of a fool to face the needles. Their throws were so terrifying and endangering many people outside this stall.

It was fortunate that Jayaseta managed to tempt Sena to attack towards her face. He has succeeded in measuring the ability to throw the nails and estimate the dangerous distance. He deliberately hunted Sena forward so quickly, that it was expected that Sena would be defeated and attack with all his last efforts and efforts to avoid Jayaseta's attack. Jayaseta's last words successfully stuck in Sena's brain so that when Jayaseta rushed towards her quickly, Sena would concentrate the attack on Jayaseta's face.

Jayaseta is an intelligent swordsman and above average, even for other warriors. His wooden mask was deliberately used to welcome the nails. Previously he slightly loosened the mask from his face so that the nails stuck in the mask without hitting his face. It turns out that even without being loosened, the nails did not manage to reach Jayaseta's face even though they managed to damage the mask. Then it was time to pretend to be hit by those poisonous nails. With half his face down he managed to get close to both of his enemies and paralyze them.

Jayaseta threw away her banner mask, removed her headband and put it back on to cover her mouth and nose as a veil, as her banner mask was obviously no longer possible to wear.

He went out.

Outside the sun is shining brightly. Many people, women and men, even old and young were already swarming. They didn't notice it. There was one scene that Jayaseta had not expected.

The Pallawa he had hit broke into the wall of the stall was now standing behind a young woman. The face of Pallawa covered in vomit blood itself was hidden behind the face of the young woman who was so frightened. Pallawa's left hand was wrapped around the girl's waist, while her right hand held a dark black nail attached to the girl's neck.

“Uhuk, uhuk .. back off you ********! Back away if you do not want this woman to die of poisoning less than ten counts,” Pallawa threatened Jayaseta.

That's why people's attention isn't on Jayaseta, but on seeing the fear of the man holding one of their girls hostage. Now people with faces mixed between fear, hate and pleading are staring at each other alternately at Jayaseta and Pallawa and the girl.

“What makes you feel I care about that woman?” jayaseta said defiantly.

“Uhuk, uhuk .. ha ha ha .. uhuk, uhuk. You are the famous Thousand Mask Swordsman of Jawadwipa. White warriors who help those who are persecuted. It's obvious you don't, uhuk ... uhuk .. want to sacrifice this innocent girl. And don't you doubt me, Pallawa, one of the members of the Hell's Earth Needle group. I will not hesitate to finish off anyone who blocks my intentions!”

Everyone screams in restraint. They had heard the name of the famous Thousand Mask Swordsman and defended the weak, and they had heard also the violent Hell Earth Needle hordes and did anything for the sake of property and honor. Now they were looking with their own eyes at those two big names. Jayaseta was burdened even more while the pair of eyes pleaded with her.

“Open your veil, open your mouth shut hai swordsman. Let me once again see the face of my helpless enemy, ha ha ha ha ha, uhuk .. uhuk .. ha ha ha,” Pallawa continued.

Jayaseta can't do anything. The big mistake was that he did not attack Pallawa strongly enough that he was still alive.

The young girl who he was appraising was four dozen years old was already completely frightened. Her tears continued to wash her cheeks. His voice did not dare to come out, making the sound of cries and cries that were restrained. The girl still looks very young and weak, Jayaseta is not to the heart. Not because the girl is attractive and beautiful, even though she is justified, but she is an innocent person who had been fighting all-out when she avoided and prevented.

Jayaseta opened her mouthpiece and threw the cloth to the ground. All breaths are held. Some people whispered to others that they claimed to have seen this man in the port and market a few days ago. They did not think that he was a warrior who was a powerful mandraguna. Some even whispered shamelessly acknowledging the good looks of the swordsman who stood in front of them.

The girl was getting more scared. She is a very simple village girl. She was wearing only a jar or cloth wrapped around her body, without wearing a belt or other jewelry. Even in his long hair, he did not decorate it with anything, even flowers.

Jayaseta suddenly sees Almira in the girl's cry.

Shit, thought Jayaseta. Why when looking at a girl who was crying all her strength was like evaporating into the air? Jayaseta is not at all wrinkled.

“Now let go of the girl and you can be free to leave here,” Jayaseta said later.

“Ha ha ha ha, uhuk ..uhuk ... hoekkk ...,” Pallawa spewed blood right next to the girl's body. Inevitably the girl was screaming in fear.

After saying these words, Pallawa pushed the girl so that her fall fell to the ground.

Jayaseta is completely unprepared, his mind is in turmoil, so he does not prepare for the possibilities. While Pallawa had aimed the poisoned Hell Earth Needle at Jayaseta's body just as his mind was focused on the girl.

***

“Name of servant Pratiwi, young master,” said the girl who managed to save Jayaseta while looking down. The water has been removed. Although her skin was sweet black, her face was clean and had started to glow. A fresh red color had already appeared on his face which was in a dangerous state earlier dark and dark due to the intense fear.

“Adinda is okay?” ask Jayaseta.

The so-called sister blushed in embarrassment and glanced at Jayaseta for a while then smiled dikulum, “Hamba is fine young master. Thank you for saving my life. I don't know what to discuss with. Servant is only a servant of peril, does not have any treasure that I can dedicate to young master.”

“No need adinda. Adinda Pratiwi has been saved I am happy,” replied Jayaseta.

Jayaseta is convinced that this girl named Pratiwi is indeed younger than him. That is why he called her Adinda. But without being felt and known Jayaseta, Pratiwi felt a tremendous turmoil inside his chest. Rumbled like a wave that hit the rocks. Pratiwi almost fainted, especially when Jayaseta's face was so close to her to ask her how she was.

Pratiwi was so relieved that his life was saved. But what saved him wasn't really Jayaseta. Just as Jayaseta lost his mind and Pallawa was ready to throw his poisonous nail, the curved blade of ginunting pierced through Sena's chest from behind. The blade of the sword that was shaped like the beak of a bird shot through Sena's flesh and bones and made her snort in shock as well as in unbearable pain.

Jayaseta was no less surprised. The Ginunting that he knew well belonged to Katilapan was indeed in the hands of the owner who somehow in a very decisive time managed to throw his weapon into the chest of the opponent before Sena threw the last nail towards Jayaseta. Jayaseta though as a young swordsman choose a match also can not be uncertain have many weaknesses. He should always be aware when fighting with the enemy, especially the enemy who intends to destroy it.

But what power, a young woman, an innocent victim becomes at stake. As a result, his mind was no longer centered and he became careless. The sudden arrival of Katilapan saved his life.

The two wide buying eyes of Sena stared hard at Pratiwi. Jayaseta was again on the verge of death, and it was impossible to attack Jayaseta. Sena could have thought of killing the innocent young woman just to bestow her anger and disappointment at failing to kill Jayaseta. By killing the victim Jayaseta is trying to protect may make him calm even though he has to go to hell though.

Of course Jayaseta can't stay silent. His bed and ginunting that penetrated Sena's body was still unable to silence Sena forever, so Jayaseta was scattering forward like a falcon. He snatched Sena's right hand, which was still tightly grasping the poisonous nail of the Hell's Earth Needle, then twisted the arm and stuck it into Sena's left eye, plunging it deeply in there. Sena did not have time to shout, the ginunting stab and poison from her own nails this time actually sent her to the afterlife in less than ten counts.

After that Jayaseta breathed a sigh of relief. There was no feeling in his heart other than a feeling of calm because Pratiwi was saved. No innocent people are victims today although found later Nata whose hand I have next to managed Pallawa secretly escaped leaving the battlefield they believe is impossible to win. Katilapan stood next to his colleagues after wiping blood from his ginunting. All the members of the mercenary warriors who were on the ship with him laughed sumringah.

“It seems that we are still a match, Jayaseta,” said Karsan who has now dressed up characterizing him as a person from the Malay land, a sarong wrapped around his waist, a piece of green silk shirt and of course a high headband. While his short bamboo bow was draped on the left waist along with his arrows.

Jayaseta shook her head and then smiled, “Thank you guys, especially you're Katilapan's brother for saving my life.”

The so-called name also shook his head while saying solemnly, “That's not a favor at all, Jayaseta. You can also finish this fight. I'm just anxious to see a fool who uses women and innocents as a shield. I hate that kind of coward.” The lightning familiarity that occurred on the deck of the ship some time, has made the members of the soldier call Jayaseta by name, no longer with the name of swordsman, kisanak or young people.

Jayaseta smiled again, nodding to his uncle Badra and all the members of the ship's bouncer soldiers who were now on the ground with him.

“What are you doing here?” jayaseta asked could not help but be curious and surprised.

“I told you that we are still a match,” Karsan said with a smile.

“We decided to come down briefly to land, le,” said Badra the uncle.

“Yes, we're actually curious about what's going to happen and how you teach the insolent people who keep you stuck in the ocean, Jayaseta ... Hahaha ..., ” continued Narendra the short trident spearman.

Suddenly Pratiwi interrupted, “Young master, I beg you young master can receive his mere goods from the servant. Servant realized this is not how much, but this is all that I have,” Pratiwi handed me a piece of ivory-white cloth. This dress is very simple, but seeing the fate of his clothes and skin, Jayaseta inevitably felt relieved and grateful.

Some time ago Jayaseta and his entourage dismantled the taverns belonging to the three groups of Hell Earth Needles, Jayaseta could not find his leather puffer bag and the clothes inside. Perhaps they were not considered useful, just like the masks. While the gold and silver pennies, Jayaseta deliberately took it directly from the stall's savings. He counted to the right amount of money he had, no less, no more. Jayaseta then took three of his discs and kept them back on his head.

Jayaseta was pleased with a simple piece of cloth that Pratiwi gave her. He needed it for his long journey. The ivory white cloth he wrapped around his neck to cover the chest. In the future journey, a piece of cages is very useful to protect it from the sun that stings or cold that bites. Sometimes Jayaseta just wrapped the cloth around his waist to make it easier to move, especially if he had to re-use his silat ability to face his opponents.

Pratiwi smiled shyly at Jayaseta who was now getting handsome and dashing, even though only a piece of cloth covered her chest. He hopes Jayaseta can remember him continuously on his journey, until when one day he can meet if a mate allows.

Pratiwi has explained at length that he comes from a village near here that seeks a livelihood by selling cloth in the market. He only lives alone with his mother who also has to earn a living by working elsewhere. Nothing interesting happened today until he was almost killed if Jayaseta and his entourage were not saved. Surprisingly enough for Jayaseta, for a cloth seller, Pratiwi was among the simple people seen from the clothing he wore. Perhaps simplicity is what makes Pratiwi an attractive girl in the eyes of Jayaseta.

“Thanks adinda Pratiwi. I'll continue the journey. If one time I meet with sister back, I will not forget the kindness that you have given,”, Jayaseta said with a smile. Pratiwi smiled again, then performed the prayer once more to Jayaseta.