Three Swordsman
Episode 26's
CHAPTRE 26
Meet To Separate
Morning hanging sweet in the garnish of the sound of a gloom that is cool chirping earthy
Dew is still left at the end of the foliage, not yet shed properly
Like a blanket of fog partly still stretched out among the silvery rays of the sun!
Voices
the flute was so heart-wrenching, slicing and tearing apart those memories
most concealed. A longing that is so longing.
Mentari
who had originally started to break through his fingers through the side of the hill,
be reluctant. And hide it behind a sudden cloud
come, turn grim this morning.
Ganesha
playing his flute with all his feelings, the entire soul fused together
in harmony and slices the song is so touching. He was deeply entangled
the game, because the feeling of longing is so passionate, the feeling of loneliness
flogging... ah!
Till
diminished vigilance. He did not know there was a horse-drawn carriage
it was beautiful to stop not far from where he played ivory flutes.
Cadences
and a wordless chant, successfully luring a pair of large eyes and
clear, get off the train and look for the source of the sound. Her body
beautiful, beautiful face, beautiful, dressed like a princess
its laic.
Her hair is long beautiful black. Currently in a bun with
golden yellow hair strap ties. Her clothes are green
pupus, wrapping around her beautiful torso.
His eyes are big round
clamoring, there was a clear tear melt in the corner of his eye. It
hypnotized, he felt his heart being torn apart by such a longing
stab. So that unconsciously and fascinated standing stunned behind
a teak tree on the edge of that hill.
Her small, beautiful nostrils moved, her beautiful thin lips quivering withstanding the cries.
Laracati
the girl was held captive by the sound of a flute being played to the full
feeling by Ganesha who was sitting casually facing the sun while
leaning against a large tree Randu Alas. Funny masyuk,
play a longing for parents who want to meet him.
Cadences
and the sound was still slow, in pulling the tribe, swimming
in a dancing longing, a waving longing. Without
consciously, the Barbarous and Poisonous Roses of the East fell in peace
and caused a small branch to be broken, and it vanished
the flute's voice was because Ganesha quickly turned to look for the origin.
that voice.
Two
look eyes meet. Two hearts tremble. Measuring and measuring each other
assesses. Equally fascinated and entangled in the warm silent atmosphere.
Wide eyes and a printed smile resuscitated Ganesha
"
Hi, sweet sister. Why are you crying?" ganesha scolds plain because he
seeing the tears melt on the cheeks of the beautiful girl who looked at him did not
blinked.
Laracati
shocked, he quickly tried to hide his tears.
By looking away and wiping away the tears with the tip of his shirt.
Larasati heard an innocent reprimand without the slightest hint of brashness or seduction, making her heart feel strange.
Once
again he saw the face of this handsome young man, who was still smiling widely
to him. Look at his eyes is ordinary. Reprimanding like to someone
old friend. Ganesha's smile affects Larasati's heart.
"
Hi, who says I'm younger and younger than you! What.what..you've already.
grandparents?" balas Larasati does not want to lose. After saying that,
all the sadness and sadness in his heart disappeared already. That lips
thin beautiful scowling annoyed. Seeing that Ganesha, laughed instead
petered.
" What's so funny?" angry reproof.
Ganesha
laughing out loud, the sadness of his heart also disappeared. Cloudlike
dark, cloudy being blown by the wind. Beautiful girl acting
these winds, like a cold wind blew away all the taste of the wind.
When scowling and angry, the girl is getting more beautiful, until unconsciously Ganesha stunned!
" Hey, flirtatious.you're looking at what..are you dumb?" the beautiful girl's voice whipped her daydream. Aih, Ganesha was caught off guard.
" You are beautiful when you are angry" replied Ganesha honestly. He said the true situation without any intention of seducing or insolent.
Larasatipun
because his experience relates to men, he can capture
the honesty of this handsome, smiling young man. It doesn't
angrier. Because he captures the implied honesty of speech
that young man. Her heart blossomed, who the hell, a woman who didn't want to be praised
her beauty.
His heart is flowering, but the outside he deliberately made more fierce and judes.
" Basic eye basket," his mouthpiece pretended to be angry.
Ganesha who was originally innocent never prejudiced with others.
Become
surprised to see the attitude of the beautiful little girl. His heart became uncomfortable
for a longer time together with that lazy girl.
" I'm sorry.
I don't mean to be insolent" Ganesha apologized, and immediately
turn around to continue his journey.
Without daring to look again. The steps are wide and fast.
Larasati was surprised
once, he never expected, that handsome young man, that cherry blossom,
act like that. He only intended to tease. Wanted
yelling, she was embarrassed. Especially, to pursue him.
Her heart was very upset. And he could only slam his feet, for his frown was harming him.
Well. who else.
his name, that handsome young man? They have not yet known. Perturbed
Larasati, while grumbling back towards his luxury car.
Continue the journey with an upset heart.
The morning continued to rise illuminating the entire hill, spreading rays, spreading warmth.
Ganesha after feeling
far away from the fierce beautiful girl, immediately tasted the study
Flying Wind Meniti, light body study to speed up the journey
westward, seeking his own origin. He managed to get
information that Mount Panca is at the west end there. Still one
keep the distance if taken by horse riding. With three times
rest and the night is fully rested without continuing
the journey.
But by his count, if he were to make his study, it might be that the speed of his journey was more than the distance traveled by a horse.
He actually wants to
soon find out and meet his parents, but he also wants to feel,
this was his first trip to a crowded world.
After almost 10 years more are on the island of Mist Sirna together
his grandfather Pradalbo.
Sometimes he uses
his running test, not just to speed up his journey, all of it
do it just to test all the knowledge it has.
While running, he
he mustered all the senses he had. His hearing is sharp, though,
hearing the cry of battle, the voice of a woman, and five or so
more heavy male voice. Right on the front side of a forest.
pretty thick.
He saw a little girl who was in a row of five big-bodied people and rough-looking and spooky, foreign-looking.
Ganesha
undaunted, he hid on a tree branch
great, near the place of the battle. Observe, and prepare, if he
I have to intervene to help.
" Heaven... hiaaa...,"
the voice of the little girl dressed in red. Ganesha.
his age was not much different from the fierce little girl that earlier. Ahhh...
plakk, involuntarily beaten his own forehead. Why not consciously
his memory even returned to that fierce beautiful girl.
Meanwhile, five
the big-bodied bully continued to slash as if he wanted to catch
the red-eyed little girl who moved agilely and fearlessly.
" Hahaha.
beautiful red is nimble. Come on, catch don't mess around," yelled
the mustachioed cross-faced codet on his left cheek gave the order.
Stranger voice log. It seems to be the leader of
the other four men.
Seeing looks
that person, Ganesha could already deduce that, those 5 people
a rabbit that is easily caught.
Ganesha saw the movement of the girl
that, which is agile and agile, the movement of silat is deft and has
high speed. The red girl who has magic that can't
in light view even though it still looks poor fighting experience.
Like himself. The initial attack of his brackets sometimes makes it still
bewildered. But because the basis of the movement of knowledge is a high-level science,
some of the later moves he was able to adjust and even reply
attacking, no less great.
That red-clothed girl
ditch the yellow scarf that was originally wrapped around her slender waist.
Ganesha miscalculated, he thought, originally the red girl would
passed the gold-bellied sword that was smeared on his back, but it was not...
he instead took off the yellow scarf as a weapon, which made him
distance with the brackets. It seems like they don't want to clash at close range
with them. Seemed spooky? Smelly sweat? Or the... Ha. ha...
Ganesha laughing himself had such a conclusion.
" Jpreet...
tar.. tar.." The sound of a yellow scarf splits the air and hits, the,
urge the brackets to retreat away from the height of the shawl.
Four escaped
weapons each. Two swords, one cleaver and one merfolk
steels. Set up a back siege formation, with the aim of subduing or
cutting scarf.
As they move
together with faster and more powerful movements. Because of
the sound of a machete flickering.the sword thrust and the mermaid round published the sound
roaring which meant all those attacks contained a deep force.
Ganesha was shocked,
he already wanted to intervene to help, but.
urung.. with the appearance of a big blue shadow like a lunging garuda.
into the middle of the battle, it moved quickly and whizzed a sword
long in his hand, deflecting, stabbing, in the direction of the four weapons
fast attack.
" Princess...
wuutt.. wiir..," sparks flared as a result of the fifth row.
weapons in the air. Making the leader's eyes moustachate across that
astounded. His men only move once beaten back by
a handsome foreign-faced young man in loose blue clothes and pants
dark blue, already standing in the way between the girl in red and four
sangar. A long green sword on the club
straight towards the bully.
" Basic, cowardly man, gnawing at young woman, daring," he reprimanded with a rigid language accent.
His tall body was large and dashing, increasingly looking male with a sword in his hand.
" Come, my opponent, Buntaran, let this little girl go, if you still have any shame," he rebuked.
Ganesha is above
tree, look at the young man's movements. The movement is beautiful and full of energy
the strong. Short, precise sword movements and meeting the target.
While the crosswise mustache was getting more annoyed and curious, he shouted riled,
" Your base is useless, catching rabbits is not good," he said to his men.
" And, you. ," he pointed with a large machete that had been drawn before the face of the stranger.
" Run, huh...?
The boy who doesn't know himself, and is looking. Hiaaa..," Moustache.
transverse jumped to attack with his machete, making noon
which began scorching, studded with rays of machetes that clenched blindingly.
Uncommanded his men changed the direction of the attack to mewlat to one body.
The whirlwind with a deep snort, immediately raised the sword and performed a sword stance that was so fast and steady.
" Miss, back off!"
he shouted while putting up a fight.
Group attack
the neat. Performs concise and precise movements. Attacks are coming
corrugated follow-through. All gun attacks are after all
the Buntara weak point.
Nearly 15
old style. The twists were startled, finding some piercing movements and
deflecting using the sword, just as he had mastered. Sword science
Wind Round ** Buy,...
The wavy puncture that strikes alternately, the same style, but developed with a cleaver that splits instead of piercing.
Rapidly Blast
changing the style used, he issued the same sword style
even more devastating is the study of energy in a Million Hurricanes
The mountain.
The crosswise mustache and his four companions were so shocked, he recognized the attack. I know the same swordsmanship.
Bluntings see faces
the surprised belonged to his opponents. He was sure that they were five
it must have something to do with him.
While attacking more powerfully,
he pulled a yellow banner from under his shirt. That banner
fluttering with the image of a Red Dragon Swallowing the Sun.
The five people were increasingly surprised to see the banner.
" Retreat, there was a stormy storm," he shouted giving a retreating cue, immediately they scattered to escape, out of the forest.
Everything that is done
Buntaran, Ganesha saw it clearly. From the first, Ganesha has
estimating Buntaran must be able to defeat the bully. Scene
the banner that fluttered and that made the bully escape, fled,
he knows too. However, for some reason, his view always did not want to escape
towards the red-clothed pretty girl. As if there was an attraction
hidden, which forced him to watch her. There's a fine palpitations, there's,
it was as if he had seen that face and that shawl weapon.
Where is it? He was trying to dig up his memory.
Meanwhile.
" Miss.
been hurt?" tanyanya friendly. Surprised to see the girl in red
which he helped. His face was red, very angry.
" Susque base, who the hell needs your help," he bursts into rage. Buntaran. Ganesha who was on top of the tree was stunned.
Without further ado with
annoyed and angry, the red-clothed girl turned around and jumped up quickly
using his light science his body Riding Mega flashed vanished.
" No.. na... whoa!"
Buntaran failed to prevent the departure of this fierce girl.
Buntaran was still dumbfounded, looking far towards the disappearance of the girl.
Ganesha became amused himself. Pretty girls. Grumpy and angry.
Ahh.. wait a minute.
Be reused
Ganesha wants to go on his way. But his intention
undoable. Because he saw the five people who were ganged up earlier turned around
and be respectful to Buntaran.
" Sorry, prince.
Who are you, who has the Dragon Banner of the kingdom
Sky Proud. Special envoy from the kingdom?" tanya Si Mustache
no pleasantries.
Buntaran pinned curiosity towards the fierce girl earlier to her people.
" Huuhh..so don't be reckless!" spray's angry.
" You were given a task
what, huh? Even bothering a native girl here?" his tone was still upset.
He saw an offended face on the face of the five messengers.
" I'm Buntaran. Disciple
single State Teacher Restu Bhumi. I am the Minister's son
Harjamurti from Sangga Langit," he explained quickly.
The mustache and his men were surprised, for they did not clash, it turned out that the young man was also his lord.
Suddenly Blast
yelling towards the top of the tree where Ganesha was hiding. With
sharp hearing, Buntaran managed to flush the sound of breathing
despised.
" Who's there?"
The mountain was already preparing to jump towards the tree he suspected.
Fortunately Ganesha cleverly and deftly cast his magic studies for a Million Raga. Huupa....
The round only caught the shadow of a huge monkey swiping on the leaves and swinging away. Screaming.
" Nlt... Nyiu... Ngukk."
Buntaran has magic as well actually. But her magic is far adrift with that of Ganesha.
Ia
unaware that the large Monkey is Ganesha's immediate incarnation
run away, because almost caught stealing hear.
Ganesha flashed westward, continuing on his way. He remembered the figure of two beautiful girls who were equally fierce.
Buntaran and five people turned out to be friends. And another one, the Sky Country.
What business, those foreigners, coming to Asoka?
Ah.. never mind. He still has his own job.
Once
again deflated his spirit, the monkey shadow had already turned into
Ganesha again, darting with Ajian Flying Dragon Blowing the Wind
Seriate....
