The Thousand Mask Warrior

The Battle on Seventeenth River: That Name Is For You

Lan Xang soldiers cheered at the departure of dozens of boats of the pirates of Annam and Champa. Bodies floating in the water were carried away by the current, while the rest were still lying on a small and large boat tethered by some sort of anchor swaying over the river. Now there are only two ships left, big and small, and several boats used by pirates.

Yu and Pratiwi also looked at the departure of the pirates on the sidelines of the boisterous cries of the Lan Xang soldiers. The two heaved a sigh of relief while looking at one of the three merchant ships that helped this ship get closer towards them.

“We're safe for now, Yu. But I am sure, there is something with this ship so that the pirates who are many are willing to spend their resources and sacrifice the lives of the pirates just to destroy one ship,” muttered Pratiwi.

Yu thought the same. But he did not say anything because at this time he was too relieved not to engage in war again.

“We don't need to interfere too deeply. And clearly, we will not be riding this ship,” continued Pratiwi.

“Good. I agree Yu. We've had a tremendous obstacle today. Had enough. Our goal must be done, Pratiwi. You must be healed immediately. If you continue to fight, one day you will have to use your inner strength. And you know that's what I'm really worried about, right?” said Yu.

Pratiwi looked at her husband then nodded. A faint smile was painted on his face.

“But, we have to call Laoya. I hope he's okay up front there,” Yu said. After all, although he still could not see the whereabouts of Fong Pak Laoya, there was almost no doubt in the hearts of the two of them that the Laoya was fine. However, the Chinese healer and shaman was a swordsman who chose a match full of surprises. Not only could he take care of himself, Fong Pak Laoya was their savior.

“I'll go ahead and look for him, Pratiwi. You just prepare a boat for us to go to the next boat,” continued Yu.

Not a few pirates who fell into the river, either injured or even killed. The pirate who fell but was fine, then decided to swim to his boat and stop by, especially because he heard the order that came to leave the ship.

“Ah, you two are amazing, kisanak. Two swordsmen face-covering and masked. If my life is longer and we mate, or maybe one day in another world, it could be that the three of us are swordsmen,” said Fong Pak Laoya sumringah. “I Fong Sir. I am also a physician. So, usually I am called Laoya,” said Fong Pak Laoya introduced himself.

“I don't care who you are,” said Sasangka ketus. “Especially you, the masked butt. I am the only Thousand Mask Swordsman here. Just because you wear the mask of Penthul Tembem and have strange moves, does not make you become a Thousand Mask Swordsman,” he continued cold.

“Wah, wah, wah .. I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on between you two here before my arrival. But, okay, I don't have to interfere. What is clear is that now we have been able to repel the pirates so that there is no need to disturb each other. Isn't that right, kisanak?” ask Mr. Laoya Fong.

“I don't care either. If you really want to act as the Thousand Mask Swordsman, I have no problem either. Just take the name for yourself,” reply Jaka Pasirluhur from behind his joke mask.

He then looked towards Fong Pak Laoya. “Laoya, what's your plan? I can't be on a ship with this guy. Could-can we both will snatch each other's name and title swordsman,” he said later.

“Hmm, okay. I actually came from the burning ship along with two more people who helped defend the ship at the stern,”, Fong Pak Laoya said as he looked towards Sasangka, giving a strong satire, that his arrival and the other Lan Xang soldiers made this ship safe and intact. “However, I see, that one merchant ship is still in good condition and is heading towards this ship. I will ask the skipper to divide Lan Xang's soldiers into two ships. After all, this ship had run out of soldiers due to death, leaving enough room for other soldiers. Count-keeping in case of any possible follow-up attacks or any surprises that might come up ahead there. You, O witty masked Javanese swordsman, please follow me and two friends in the stern to move to another ship,” explained Fong Pak Laoya at length.