The Thousand Mask Warrior

Bloods

Jayaseta roared quickly. He had to use the energy in again to support the science of body lightening. Jayaseta really does not like to constantly use his energy. He believes more in his physical abilities and physical skills than he has to constantly expend the inner energy that requires more effort and concentration of mind. However, this time he had to get the figure of the leader of the fleeing Champa pirates. Otherwise, his journey will be further threatened with danger.

Jayaseta brushed leaves, weeds and branches of trees. His body was flying, jumping from one tree trunk to another so quickly.

Actually even without being confronted by the unknown figure, his soul is not necessarily safe considering Jayaseta drove so nimble and fast like slipping between the wind.

Then Jayaseta stopped. He had sniffed something unusual in this place. He saw splashes and blood melts stuck to the leaves. Jayaseta's intellectual sensibilities went straight to work. He looked around and looked around. A few branches were broken and leaves were torn apart. Jayaseta further sharpened his five senses, then scattered the dense vegetation around him.

He was still very careful not to get a surprise attack from a hidden opponent, or any possibility that occurred.

The body figure of the leader of the pirates Champa obtained has been lying on the sidelines of trees and plant roots. His body is in a very sorry state. His neck was torn apart so wide like being attacked by wild animals that blood seemed to have dried up spilled onto the ground. Similarly, his chest that was broken into a mess like being stabbed with a steel hammer that was so heavy. The leader of the Champa pirates that Jayaseta was chasing was found dead. His death was committed by someone else and is now Jayaseta's biggest question.

Who did this, and why? Not only was he killed, Lam's body was apparently dragged from the scene and thrown into the place. It could be seen from the splashes and melts of his blood. It seems that there are people who meddle with the pirates.

A rustling sound was heard. Jayaseta turned around and was ready to attack the shadow of a single figure that appeared suddenly behind him.

“Do not attack us, Mr Jayaseta!” exclamation Ireng. Both of his hands were crossed in front of his face to protect him and he took a step back.

“Ireng?!” Jayaseta.

Soon a figure appeared behind Ireng following his presence.

“Mr Jayaseta, is that you? We found the body of that man. Is he one of the Champa pirates, sir?” said Siam.

Jayaseta took a breath. He looked at his two friends, then at Lam's corpse. “How is the story you guys can get here?” ask Jayaseta.

“Ah, we deliberately preceded our robes, Mr. Jayaseta. Narendra, Katilapan and others stand guard with the Thai hunters. When we reached this place, the figure was already dead,” Siam said later. “True ‘kan, Ireng?”

“Yes, right, Mr. Jayaseta. We were also actually asked to confirm the whereabouts of Mr. Jayaseta in order to explain also where our group dwells. In order not to be in trouble to find them. After all, under these circumstances, anyone could be suspected. Isn't that right, Mr Jayaseta? Ireng.

Jayaseta nodded. “Alright, I get it. We are done with them, the pirates of the New World group. The people of Annam and Champa I was forced to finish than we would continue to be undermined by them. Now we should go back and continue the plan and journey before noon. We have to find a good place to stay because the afternoon is coming soon. I don't want to face any more problems today, that's enough. As much as possible we avoid,” said the swordsman.

Ireng and Siam nodded steadily then turned around.

Jayaseta looked at the two of them. There are still a lot of real questions about what happened today. The arrival of the two men clearly shocked him. Why the two of them need to catch up with him, even precede him. In fact, they could have really searched for the location of the battle. Both also from the beginning, when they were still on the island of Tanjung Negara, offered themselves to always follow the trip. Unlike Narendra and Katilapan, in fact, come to think of it, Jayaseta does not know much of the background of his second life.

Behind the thin steel mask of his Thai troops, Jayaseta's forehead shriveled when he looked at the two servants who walked ahead of him. There was dried blood on the tip of Ireng's fingers.