The Thousand Mask Warrior

Convulsions

Jayaseta stayed at Grandpa Keling's house all this time. It was no longer possible for him to return home due to the state of the rundown state. Giri has become a subordinate of Mataram because it was defeated. Of course, Mataram forces were intensively reviewing his conquered areas, dispersing throughout Giri, even all over Gresik and all over to capture the remnants of the rebels and defuse the remaining resistance.

At Grandpa Keling's house, Jayaseta learns a lot. From a small age, he had become a traveller and aspiring swordsman who was educated hard by his grandfather and father. He helped the grandfather in his shop and morning blind or sorenya actively train the science of canuragan from the grandfather.

The moves he learned from his father, grandfather and Kyai Sumpana continued to train. Additional moves Grandpa Keling also he learned perfectly. The use of weapons such as swords, machetes, machetes, klewang, toya, spears, trident, branches, keris and throwing discs he mastered quickly. The practice with these weapons is called Anghatari in Kalarippayattu. In Kalarippayattu, there are basically four types of weapons, although several different streams in interpreting them.

The weapons are weapons that are released or thrown from the hand, such as discs or throwing knives. The second is called amuktam, which is a weapon that is used without being released from the hand. Call it a sword, a spear, a keris and so on. The third muktamuktam, which is a weapon that is released from the hand but can be pulled again by using a rope or chain, such as a chain whip or a rante gun.

The latter is called yantramuktam, which is a weapon that is released using a tool. For example, bows and arrows, chopsticks or rifles. Some streams supplement with mantramuktam, or weapons released with the help of spells. In this case, it is an explosion of energy within.

The rest include Bahuyuddam or empty-handed weapons. In this case, the rivet grandfather also emphasized that Jayaseta continued to train his empty-handed canoeing science where dangerous weapons also came from his own limbs.

In his training, Kyai Plered's poison attacked Jayaseta several times. At first he still needed the grandfather's help to relieve him like a powerful slap in the grandfather at the beginning of the Kyai Plered poison attack.

The teacher's order to use and regulate his inner power still resonates in Jayaseta's ears, but Jayaseta's ability increases rapidly. This Jayaseta realized because Kalarippayattu itself is an ancient self-treatment that also focuses on the ability to heal, both externally and using internal energy.

Not until three months, he was really able to master the science of internal energy and do it himself. Not only that, he also studied totok science and medicine, not only for himself but also for treating people. It did not feel like half a year had passed. Jayaseta is getting more mature, although his handsome face still shows his happiness.

His long hair was not rolled back like the average man of his era, but he rolled and spun it up, in his crowns, then he used a headband that increasingly showed his good looks. His body was tall and strapping, his shoulders were wide and the clay muscles were well laid out throughout his body.

“In actual combat, silat science in the archipelago has always been one part with the techniques of using weapons. Silat is not just a movement to paralyze and punish a bad boy. Silat was used to incapacitate the enemy by wounding him as badly as possible and killing him of course. That's clearly what you know from a war you've been through my grandson, myself,” said the grandfather after they trained in the afternoon under a shady tree on the hill where they always spend time to practice.

“The ability of bare hands is used by those who are truly qualified, and I know you have reached that level as a swordsman, too,” Jayaseta looked down avoiding the eyes of the grandfather between shame and pride because he had been appreciated as highly by his own teacher.

“But don't rent a gun. As you have experienced my own grandson, the sword is almost always sompel and broken in every fight. When steel hits steel, there will definitely be damage there. Ordinary swords would be broken in a few battles only. As for heirloom weapons do have a certain power and prowess compared to other weapons. But you can imagine if the heirloom weapon is mentioned, fallen or lost. Will a warrior be paralyzed if his flagship weapon is not in hand?

“Do not also let out the inner energy that you currently have and are still learning now my grandson. Many warriors since from the past are actively studying energy science to the highest level. Of course, not all are able because of the exercise that is so heavy and centered and the conditions of practice that must be lived.

"There Aji Konci buttons that can make the enemy stiff motionless and locked his lunge. There is a White Tiger Aji whose inner power is channeled through the recitation of certain spells on the sound so that the sound issued by the swordsman is like a tiger roar and makes the guts of his enemies. This Ajian was similar to the Dark Aji Sayuta who made a sound as his weapon.

"While Aji Lembu Sekilan is a study that focuses on all the senses that with the help of energy in making all attacks directed to the body of the swordsman will escape or not succeed about and missed a little or a little. Or maybe you are familiar with the science of inner energy used for immunity known as Aji Tameng Waja, Aji Pancasona, Aji Rawarontek or Aji Berskelengkeng. All of them concentrate their inner energy on the immune system so that the sharp weapon or ***** will be mental at all.

"The tall, pale-skinned people from overseas countries such as Walanda, Pranggi or the United Kingdom are often faced with the warriors of the archipelago who have these kinds of aides. Many of them were daunted, but not a few had incredible confidence, and that made them equally great as warriors who had aides. Although they do not have greatness with the aji, the greatness of the other person is obtained by learning everything, opening the mind and defeating their own fears. Not the great strange weapons they have, but their cleverness and tenacity is what makes many nations tremble,” Grandpa Keling said to Jayaseta while sipping a warm ginger wedang in front of them.

After their amazingly exhausting body training last afternoon, tonight the two discussed all-out moves and everything related to their fight earlier.

“There is a famous story circulating among warriors. A few years ago, in the land of Betawi, five former warriors from the Kingdom of Banten met a soldier from the land of Walanda while he was tethering horses and resting for a while in a food stall. The five warriors were touched by the feeling of seeing a pale man from across the country and was a company army that subdued Jayakarta and forced people from the Kingdom of Jayakarta to move back to Banten.

“The old grudge told by their grandparents is still unable to recover, let alone seeing this tall guy being alone, he said, not with other troops nor even with indigenous people such as the Larantuka and Javanese who used to be Walanda troops. They think that the forces of Walanda and his henchmen who managed to subdue Jayakarta are more because of their large and far more advanced war equipment than the Jayakarta troops consisting of the Cerbon people, Banten and Demak. They also think the pale skin has money and great wealth that makes them able to pay the heroes and champions of the natives to fight their own people.”

Jayaseta straightened her back and prepared herself for this story. He wanted to know what would happen between the five Cerbon warriors and the pale-skinned warrior. Grandpa Keling continued, “At a moment of carelessness after eating the soldier Walanda wanted to continue his journey, but then he realized that the rifle with a trumpet at the end was no longer beside him. He put it next to her and just sat down. One of the warriors now stands before him while asking him in Malay to come out if he wants his weapon back.

“With the quiet warrior known later named Devisser de Jaager it came out of the stall following one of Cerbon's warriors into the forest behind the stall away from the crowd. There he was waiting for four others. His rifle was just on the ground.

“Without needing to mince words, de Jaager understood that this was a challenge. Actually he still had a long knife on his right waist and a straight thin sword that had finger protection hanging on his left waist. A distinctive sword from across the land named rapier. But when he saw the five throwing their cleaver on the ground, he understood more and more that they wanted a hand-to-hand fight. He put his sword and gun on the ground.”

“Grandfather, do these Cerbon warriors feel like they can win against the tall one? Why do I see the warriors are just like the mules that I used to beat up cake?” jayaseta said he heard the story of his grandfather.

The grandfather chuckled softly, “He he he .. You better hear my story first, cu.”

Jayaseta took a breath because she was very curious about her grandfather's story. He was then silent because he wanted to hear the continuation immediately.

“The leader of the five warriors realized that braking was not the act of knights. After all, he was very confident that this pale person was only in addition to his tall body and was indeed much larger than the people on the island of Java in general, just capitalize on new weapons and strange magical bin and more advanced than the Javanese to conquer the kingdoms on this island.

“They have a very well made rifle. They also have cannons with a much larger size and a much greater fighting power than the forces of Cerbon, Banten, maybe even Mataram. However, he had never heard of a Walanda warrior competing face-to-face with a sword or bare hands. The leader of the warrior gang is also known to have a science of kanuragan who choose a match. He has a powerful inner power so that he is immune to various weapons. His silat moves are already at a very high level.

“He went ahead and immediately prepared his horses. While de Jaager has horses that are somewhat strange. He simply rewinded his right leg slightly and clenched his hands forward parallel to his chin. With his tall body faced with this champion Cerbon, the atmosphere became very funny. De Jaager was like a giant who did not know how to fight, fighting a dwarf yet matured in his silat.

“Sang swordsman immediately shouted loudly while running forward and then jumped towards de Jaager. His fist was ready to hit the head of the tall man. But unexpectedly, de Jaager just shifted to the side a little, then released his kick towards the chest of the champion. This kick was so fast that the swordsman collapsed to the ground with pain and a confused feeling. Not yet confused about missing, one fist hit his face and made him unconscious.

“The other four friends for the sake of seeing their leader collapse have not heeded the unwritten rules regarding one-on-one combat anymore. With their flares attacking simultaneously. In just a few moments, two people fell back. A very quick kick from de Jaager hit the mob's stomach, chest and ribs. Both of his legs were wrapped in leather shoes up to the bottom of the knee was roaring with strength equal to the shape of his giant body. Not to mention his fist that pierced through the opponent's defense.

“The remaining two people can't stand not to take a machete and immediately storm de Jaager. Attack after attack can be avoided by de Jaager. The movement is not flexible, instead tends to be stiff but very fast. These two Cerbon warriors had never seen this style of silat. All his movements seemed quick and decisive. Hardly have the style known to the fighters.

“So one of them was forced to fall again because de Jaager managed to kick his knee, making the horses of the swordsman look on. It was then that de Jaager caught his hand holding the machete, then used the hand to twist and slam it. But before he fell to the ground, a straight kick landed on the enemy's waist violently, making the helpless body flung far away and fell to the earth.

“The rest of the people had no other choice but to strike back, but in that instant, de Jaager was already grasping his thin long sword. The horses de Jaager this time are also quite strange. He put the tip of the sword taper to the ground, while his free left hand he attached to the waist, rattled the waist. However, with this fighting style, his piercing and grabbing sword movements proved to be extremely fast and deadly.

“Golok the swordsman fell on the ground, he was injured in the chest and shoulders. Knowing this, he runs away, leaving his unconscious friends behind. This incident then he told many people so that it became a famous fairy tale. De Jaager became known as one of Walanda's feared warlords. He was named the Pale Skinned Lightning by the Mataram team and warriors in the martial world.”

“Hmmm .. wait for grandfather. Didn't grandfather say earlier that the five Cerbon warriors are known to have deep energy and immune science? Why are they so easy to knock out? Hearing the story from grandfather, I didn't even see anything special. I also often paralyze the bagundals with one motion. Even I have fought with people who also have immune knowledge and deep power that is qualified besides grandfather, and I can also defeat him,” said Jayaseta.

“But you need a mask to see the weakness is not it?” the grandfather replied. This made Jayaseta nod. Although he was still confused about this story and where the direction of the grandfather's conversation.

“You need to know my grandson, the inner power also has a special way and training so that it can be used properly. When a person is enslaved with a power that makes him feel like this god, he himself will fall painfully. Speed, tenacity, and ingenuity are the main things in a fight. Powerful energy can be generated from many things. Sharp weapons, firearms, and deep power, but it can still be defeated with determination, confidence and what I said earlier my grandson .

“Speed, tenacity, and ingenuity,” Jayaseta cuts the sentence by repeating the words of his teacher grandfather. Grandpa Keling nodded and stroked his chin which was overgrown with a thin white beard. He then chuckled again, “He he he. You understand what I mean, don't you?”

This time, it was Jayaseta who nodded steadily.

“In the land of Java, many warriors both from the white, black, the unbiased, or warriors who serve in the kingdom, not infrequently they are able to use their inner power and channel it into heirloom weapons. Those weapons were the ones that on many occasions succeeded in fighting the advanced weapons of the pale skin nation. However, do you know why we often hear the forces of Walanda or Pranggi managed to defeat the troops on the island of Java? Do you remember that Mataram's forces did not manage to penetrate Walanda's fortress at Betawi, and how many Mataram forces were killed in that war?”

“Ya grandpa. I-i understand. This is because not a few warriors in the land of Java who contribute their knowledge behind the power of Walanda. Walanda weapons have been given neatness and energy in anyway,” said Jayaseta.

“Besides?” my grandfather added a question. He was convinced that Jayaseta was smart enough not to answer simply.

“In addition, the Betawi company forces have a strong determination and confidence in fighting against its enemies. They also have speed, tenacity and ingenuity that do not belong to the forces of Mataram or other kingdoms in the archipelago.”

“Ha ha ha ...,” this time the grandfather no longer chuckles, but laughs loudly and loosely. “True my grandson. Lightning magic is great, not because the five warriors are weaker, but because in martial arts he really uses all things and resources. The use of the right timing, the right punches and kicks, the trained pace. And most importantly, it's incredible self-confidence. That is the condition of victory. Not the strength of the body or the style of the famous and most famous of his greatness. Though a lot of Walanda soldiers are also actually daunted and astonished by the prowess of the pre-jawara archipelago. They are immune****, let alone sharp weapons. But the use of all resources and their intelligence makes it possible to defeat the enemy by a landslide."

“Hmmm ... grandfather, where is the Lightning now?”

Reading the curiosity of the grandson, the grandfather nodded meaningfully, “Yes my grandson. The pale-skinned Lightning was now one of the company's army warlords. The army of this company not only comes from the Walanda people, but also many warriors of the archipelago from the eastern nations such as the Larantuka, Ternate and Ambon. They were asked to join forces with Walanda to fight the kingdoms in the archipelago. That's why many warriors and royal soldiers on the island of Java, even Mataram who is so strong is also overwhelmed to face the company.”

“I want to meet the Lightning, grandpa. I want to feel for myself the greatness,” said Jayaseta steady.

“I can already read from your young and tumultuous countenance my grandson. Ha ha ha .. Calm down, there are still many things that you will experience in this world. Your questions about your purpose in life will have to be answered on your own. Let time and fate bring you your life story, whether you match up with Lightning or perhaps the direction of life will take you to another place. You just need to be prepared.”

The grandfather did not nag the student because of his young and passionate nature. Always trying your skills by fighting. A good swordsman will certainly use his power to defend the right and avoid the fight as much as possible. However, with an extraordinary ability, but a heart that has not been poisoned by envy and hatred, it is unfair to curb Jayaseta. Let the path of life determine its own direction. After all, Jayaseta is a completely different person he has known all along.

Suddenly my grandfather was silent. This made Jayaseta wonder what the grandfather of his teacher was suddenly silent, like he was thinking about something. Jayaseta curiosity then like trying to answer the grandfather by looking fixed to Jayaseta's face.

“Cucuku,” the grandfather said to Jayaseta.

“Ya grandpa. What's up?”

“There are things you should do, but this is your choice, my grandson.”

“What does grandpa mean?” Jayaseta is even more wondering.

“To be clear I've seen you become a young swordsman who chooses to compete. You also have a high spirit to gain knowledge and experience in the martial world in this Jawadwipa. However, it is a pity that you have a weakness that is quite worrying.”

“Means grandfather, about Kyai Plered's spear wound?”

The grandfather still looked at the disciple and nodded slowly.

“Grandfather has taught me the inner power and used it appropriately. If at any time Kyai Plered's spear poison attacks me, I will definitely be able to overcome it, cake,” Jayaseta said trying to convince the grandfather.

“I know I have taught you and you have absorbed the magic of kanuragan that I gave you perfectly. However, I still worry that the poison will continue to be in your body. Honestly, I don't really understand if you're able to withstand the onslaught of poison. Rajah Nagataksaka only kept him from directly killing you, but the poison Kyai Plered is a poison and curse that is so powerful,” replied the grandfather at length. “I want you to go to Betawi, Jayaseta.”

“Betawi? Former Jayakarta kingdom conquered Walanda company? What's up there, cake?”

The grandfather stroked his thin beard, indicating he was picking the right sentence. “In Betawi, find my brother-in-law. He is named Salman, but is better known by his nickname as The Flying Knife Dancer. We both used to be brothers and sisters in learning the science of throwing. I deepened the science of disc throwing, whereas he was very talented in the science of throwing knives.

“He was a descendant of the soldiers of Fatahillah, the commander of Demak who came from Pasai. Some say that Fatahillah came from Gujarat, the western part of Hindustan land, just as Salman was from Gujarat, Gujarat, the western part of the land of Hindustan and he was Muslim while I was Hindu and came from Keling or used to be better known as the kingdom of Kalingga in Lanka, an island in the South of the land of Hindustan.

Initially in Keling there, my father embraced the teachings of Vishnu and worshiped Krishna, but I was born in Jawadwipa and followed the teachings of Shiwa most widely embraced Javanese society. Our relationship, me and Salman, is very good. Most people from Gujarat and Keling are skilled sailors and very good at their fields.

“I want you to meet him. He also mastered the science of canuragan and qualified inner energy. I hope he can guide you or give you a clue to fight Kyai Plered.”'s poison

“So, I have to go to Betawi, grandpa?” it was clear that Jayaseta had a burning spirit from the tone of his speech and the look on his face.

He indeed from childhood already has such a large adventurous nature. The desire to learn all things is inherent in him. He had wanted to immediately set out to absorb all the knowledge in this land of Java. He always heard how big Betawi was. Even the Mataram kingdom did not succeed in subduing Betawi, very different from what happened in Giri.

In addition, however, he was also very worried about the injuries he suffered, which he agreed with the grandfather who saw it as a ‘kukan’. In Giri, he no longer has family. Giri was officially under Mataram's rule.

The grandfather continued his explanation ,”But you have to go to Mataram country first Jayaseta.”

“Mataram? Why should I go there first, cake?”

“I want you to go through the first trip to Kotagede in Mataram country to get experience and see the world better. I will truly release you to face the world. After you get to Kotagede, start going to Betawi through the route that the Mataram forces had crossed when attacking Betawi, namely Pekalongan, Tegal, Cerbon, Sumedang, Cianjur and Pakuan.”

The student really knows what the teacher wants. He was required to go on a long journey to forge himself. Not only for ‘bate’ in Betawi, but must undergo the bitter and bitter world. He must taste the martial world in the land of Java. The teacher wants him to face various life events, maybe even forced to fight to survive with the robbers and begal, the champions who really want to show his magic, he said, or fight the wanderers with various purposes and purposes.

Simply put, this journey will also determine what he really is. Who Jayaseta is. A warrior chooses what kind of match. Defender of truth and justice, or simply a gentleman who does not know the purpose of his life.