White Dragon Swordsman

the destruction of the flower of sin

A reddish glow began to appear on the Western horizon. The warriors waiting at the foot of the Devil's Hill began to be gripped with anxiety! They began to fidget, as the ten swordsmen who were assigned to investigate the situation on the Demon Hill had not returned yet.

Kalingga who was entrusted to lead his friends‐, looked agitated once. la walked pacing‐mandir while holding his hand back. Meanwhile, Kalingga stopped and noticed the path where the ten friends began to climb earlier. Several times removed grain‐grain sweat that soaked his forehead.

The other warriors were no less agitated. They began to worry about the safety of the entourage led by the Steel Swordsman. Various conjectures filled their minds. Indeed, the warriors had also known how many dangers were eyeing in the area of Ibis Hill.

"Kalingga's back, shouldn't some of us catch up with them?" the advice of one of the warriors. He was already impatiently waiting for the ten of their friends.

“Betul, Kakang! We're worried, don't‐don't they're in danger!" said one of the others, chimed in on the proposal earlier.

"Patience, kawan‐kawan! I believe in the intelligence and experience possessed by the Steel Swordsman. So, let's wait a while longer!" pinta Kalingga to his friends.

Though in fact he also began to be suspicious of the delay of the ten warriors. But all of that did not want to be shown in front of the warriors who were also in the midst of anxiety.

"But, Kakang! If it was dark, wouldn't they have trouble getting out of the place? While they did not carry torches at all, to go down the road they were going to go through!" refute another warrior.

”Hm. If that's your deal. Come on, let's go. Bring some torches to mark the road‐jalan we pass. And some of you, stay on guard here!" said Kalingga who finally agreed to the proposal kawar‐kannya.

"He he! It doesn't have to be, Kalingga! You should stay here!" suddenly a voice sounded that made everyone there surprised.

Everyone turned to the direction from which the voice came. While in their hands each‐ has been clutched with weapons that are ready to be destroyed.

For a while the swordsmen became stunned to see the owner of the voice was approaching them with a staggered step‐maggered like a drunk. Occasionally the man stopped, pouring wine from inside an urn clasped in his right hand. There was a gulp, as wine passed through his throat.

"Drunkman Swordsman!" exclaim Kalingga and some of the warriors who have met the swordsman before.

Their faces that were originally suffused with tension, suddenly brightened. Because, with the presence of the silly swordsman, it means they will gain additional reliable power.

Kalingga who already knew the Drunk Swordsman well, immediately welcomed and regretted it. Her face was radiant‐seri gleeful. The arrival of the famous swordsman was witty in character, really‐ really relieved his heart. Obviously at this time the experience and advice of the swordsman is very necessary.

"He he he.... How are you, Kalingga? It's been a long time since we've seen each other! Oh, ja. How's your teacher doing? Is okay‐ okay?" flocked Swordsman Drunk with questions as soon as he arrived in front of Kalingga.

Hearing the question of the drunkard Swordsman who was like the flood, Kalingga just smiled‐smile. He stared at the drunkard Swordsman who was pouring wine into his mouth. The drunkard immediately lowered his urn, when he could not hear Kalingga's reply.

"Eh! Why are you silent, Kalingga? Is there anything strange about my question?" ask the Drunk Warrior. His face was filled with astonishment.

"Ha ha.... How should I answer that, Kakang? So many questions! So, which one should I answer first?" said Kalingga who became amused when he saw the hilarious swordsman looked full of stupidity.

"Eh! Is that right?" asked the drunkard Swordsman while looking around him, as if‐ asked for certainty from other warriors.

"ah! Never mind.., never mind ... !" he said again with a hand shake many‐ times.

"Eh, Brother! What do you mean Kakang said telling me to stay here?" tanya Kalingga turned the question. Indeed, he still did not understand the meaning of the word‐ said the Drunk Swordsman.

"Oh, yeah...! Why did I forget my original purpose?" said the drunkard Swordsman while patting his own forehead.

"Destination? What purpose did you mean?" ask Kalingga who increasingly does not understand.

"Look, Kalingga!" says steady.

"When I arrived at this place, I heard you guys want to catch up with friends‐comrades who until now have not returned from the Hill. Hearing that, I became interested! Then I decided to come with you. That's if you don't mind!"

"ah! This brother is there‐ada only! Where might we mind? In fact, we will thank you very much when Kakang is ready to help!" answer Kalingga earnestly‐.

"Rubber, Ki! We really need help!" the chimpanzees of some other warriors.

"Hm.... Who led the previous climb?" ask the Drunk Warrior to Kalingga.

"The lead is Ki Teja Laksana, Kakang!" answer Kalingga.

"Ki Teja Laksana?! You mean Ki Teja Laksana who nicknamed the Steel Swordsman?" ask the Drunk Warrior.

“Betul, Kakang! Who else has the nickname Steel Swordsman if not Ki Teja Laksana?!" kalingga replied with a proud tone.

"Hm.... Then, something must have happened to them!" murmur Swordsman Drunk Fatigue.

"Eh! Why does Kakang think so?" ask Kalingga. He was worried about the safety of his ten friends.

"Yes! Because I know very well the nature of the Steel Swordsman. He was a swordsman who always kept his word," explained the Drunk Swordsman as he looked at his interlocutor.

"So, according to Kakang...?" ask Kalingga. la did not want to think that is not‐not about his friend's friend.

"Hm.., look, just! You're still here, Kalingga! Let me and a few other warriors go after them" asserted the drunkard Swordsman.

"Easy! Aren't you commissioned by the Steel Swordsman to wait here? Well, do your job well!" cut the Drunk Swordsman fast. Then he immediately invited some of the warriors to immediately conduct a search.

"Hurry now! It's getting dark!" said Drunk Swordsman.

A little while later, the Drunk Swordsman accompanied by twelve other warriors began to climb the Demon Hill. Illuminated by eight torches, they walked through the thickets that blocked the road. A short time later, they started crossing the path covered with big trees‐trees. So that place is darker than other places‐.

"Starting from here, the torch‐obor should be left with a certain distance, so as not to lose the way home!" said Drunk Swordsman.

He started to feel strange in the places around him. His suspicions began to arise when he saw the shape of a bush as high as three more spears.

Without asking much, the warriors also began to leave the torch‐obornya one by one, and plugged in a rather high place. It is useful to be able to see from a distance. Thus they would not get lost, and it was easy to find their way through that torchlight.

Suddenly the Drunk Swordsman who walked in front of it, raised his right hand upwards. Seeing that signal, the warriors behind him simultaneously stopped their steps.

"What's up, Ki...?" whispered a warrior who was right behind him. Her voice is a little tense.

Swordsman Drunken did not immediately answer the question, but instead turned his head and smiled while patting the swordsman's shoulder.

"Try to get that torch!" drunken Swordsman's Pint to one of those still holding the torch.

"You stay here!" command again with a voice of cleavage.

While holding the torch in his left hand, the Drunk Swordsman immediately stepped carefully. His magic power had spread throughout his body. Sharpen his sense of hearing, so that even a small sound is enough, to make him turn around with full alertness.

While the other twelve warriors, remained on standby in place. They, waiting with tense faces! Hand‐hands they have touched the hilt of each weapon‐, and ready to protect the Swordsman Drunk if something happens.

Elsewhere, the Drunk Swordsman had stopped his steps.he was standing in the middle of the road with his legs spread out. Put his head up. And suddenly sound whistling from his mouth. At first‐the whistling sounds cleavage, but the longer the harder. The rhythm sounds weird too! Fatigued the whistling sound field began to infiltrate the bush. A gust of wind carried the whistle to fill the surrounding area.

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Meanwhile, the Steel Swordsman and Jalung who were still busy ripping through the thickets for a moment stopped his movement. The two people immediately turned their heads slightly to clarify their hearing. After hearing clearly, suddenly the Steel Swordsman's face turned bright!

He was well known for the strange whistling sound. At a glance, it flashed a glimmer of hope in the hearts of the Steel Swordsman. Immediately held Jalung hands tightly‐erat. Laki‐the man still does not know what makes the Steel Swordsman look so happy.

"What sound is that, Ki? Why is Ki Teja so happy to hear that?" ask Jalung wonder.

"Easy! Let's follow me! And don't ask too many questions!" said Pendekar Hand Baja happy.

While stepping through the cleavage, the Steel Swordsman exerted his energy and channeled it through his throat, Not long after, a smooth shrill sounded that greeted the Whistling sound of the Drunkard Swordsman earlier.

Elsewhere, the Drunk Swordsman who heard the shrill voice became radiant with his face While continuing his whistle, the Drunk Swordsman moved his hand forward as a signal for his comrade‐kawan to come closer. Quickly, the twelve warriors immediately rushed towards him.

"Thanks to those three torches being tall‐high!" drunken Swordsman's Order.

The three warriors who carried the torch did not understand, but were also obeyed by the order of the swordsman.

In vague‐samar, the twelve warriors began to hear a prolonged subtle shrill. At once they looked at each other, then shook each other a sign of not understanding. Swordsman Drunk accidentally didn't tell his friend‐. This is done so as not to provoke a crowd that can invite the attention of Devils Hill Dedemit.

The longer the whistling and whistling sounds the closer the distance. While the torchlight beam that drilled between the shrubs, further adding to the confidence of the Steel Hand swordsman. The two warriors accelerated their pace even more. With the guidance of the light, they immediately went down the winding road‐liku. The whistling sound issued by the Drunk Swordsman did not matter as much again, And now the whistling sound was only once a‐ once heard.

"Come on! Three people come with me. And the others stay here!" said Pendekar Drunk while stepping leaving kawan‐kanya.

With the light of the torch carried by one of them, the four warriors also stepped carefully. Just a few steps they walked, suddenly from a bunch of bushes, jumping two shadow figures with nimble movements.

Quick as the lightning of the four swordsmen directly shifted his legs making the position of horse‐kuda. Even the three people accompanying the Drunk Swordsman had already drawn his sword!

"Rear Teja! Is that you...?" greet the first Drunkard Swordsman can master the situation.

"Really! I'm the one, Adi Panggal!" answer one of those shadows.

The drunkard Swordsman called Panggal immediately experienced two shadowy figures who were none other than Ki Teja Laksana and Jalung. They hugged each other tightly, and greeted each other with happy faces.

Steel Swordsman and Drunk Swordsman are two old friends. They both had studied with a magical hermit for one year. So it is not surprising that the two warriors knew each other well.

"Back of Teja, don't you have ten men? Where are the other warriors?” asked the drunkard Swordsman when he saw Ki Teja Laksana, only coming with a swordsman named Jalung.

"Huh! It's a long story, Adi! Describe me! Now we better leave this place as soon as possible! Come on!" bring the Steel Swordsman.

"Alright, Brother! Mari..," said the Drunk Swordsman who wanted to hear the story of the Steel Swordsman immediately.

Illuminated by the light of the torch, the warriors rushed out of the terrible place. The fifteen warriors were easily able to get out of the place, bearing the torch of‐obor that had been left all the way.