White Eagle Warrior 2

Brutal Massacre

"Hey, what are you thinking?! Physician Hita. Alllaahhh .. she's safe, back in her mother's arms."

"Damn you! Just surprised. First, do not appear suddenly in front of me. Second, it's good not to interfere in my affairs," Raka Jaya who was sitting alone was surprised by the appearance of Aji Selenteng aka Ateng.

Ateng grinning horse. His body that was soaked in sweat was left to swallow. Without hesitation, Ateng sat down and picked up an orange fruit beside Raja Jaya.

"Tabib Hita, yes. Emmm, do you like him?" Ateng asked back.

"Once again you say that, then your teeth will come loose," Raka Jaya glared. "Do you want me dead if my mother hears everything. Just watch out for you!"

Ateng raised both his hands to beg for forgiveness. Orange fruit that has been peeled, he immediately swallowed. Where maybe he dared to complain to the Fire Goddess, it could be not only Raka Jaya, even he would lose the opportunity to breathe.

"Haha! Why silence, fear?" Raka Jaya raised her eyebrows, mocking Ateng who seemed to be thinking about something.

Raka Jaya said she was thinking about the competition. Even though his mind is not there. "I feel, if in the power we carry not all work for the benefit of the clap."

"Ah, what are you afraid of. Most importantly, you can be the strongest. And they don't want to admit it. You're the best, don't hesitate."

"Bas with you, you freak. Can't you, for this time you don't have a lot of mouth?!" Raka Jaya glanced at Ateng in annoyance.

Ateng just smiled thinly. Indeed, honest talk and what it is will always attract a negative view. On the contrary, speaking as if noble only makes life full of theatrics. It's hard to look good in the eyes of others.

In two days, they will arrive at Padepokan Giling Wesi. The youth search competition is about to take place. Raka Jaya and several children representing the Sacred Fire Padepokan will compete in the competition.

Usually, starting tonight will appear attacks that lead to prospective competition participants. Especially those who are judged to have the potential to win.

Who else did it if not those teachers who want their students recorded in history. In various ways, they will strive to be able to realize their dreams. One of them is by using dirty methods.

The dirtiest way that has become a habit is to send special forces or sometimes hire professional killers to eliminate children who have good potential. 

Automatically, the chances of a champion will change if the talented child who is a potential champion is eliminated before arriving at the match location.

Three days before arriving, two days, some were even finished off inside the resting place inn when the competition started.

"They will do anything to win. You have to be careful, or your head does not accompany you when you arrive on the day of the competition" Ateng said.

Raka Jaya nodded, "You too. Too many people don't like you. Pray before you go to sleep."

Ateng waved his hand in response as well as saying goodbye to return to his room.

Raka Jaya sighed, she did not react much and let Ateng leave her without moving towards the room.

Calm down, Raka Jaya does a unique way to remove the burden and pressure in her mind, by relaxing for some time.

As the child of someone who takes precedence, surely Raka Jaya gets its own impression from his friends. Of course, the skewed view that he often gets.

"If only, I hadn't gotten any special attention from my grandfather and mother, I might not have come to the current state. Huuuhhh .. may God always give health to the mother," Raka Jaya remembers her mother's face as if tirelessly continue to guide Raka until now. Although the Goddess of Fire seems chatty and rude, but she is still a mother in charge of her son.

Krusukk! Krusukk!

Raka Jaya's ears caught some suspicious movement from the back of the inn. He immediately got up and stepped towards the side veranda of the inn.

From the third floor where he stayed overnight, Raka Jaya could freely observe the movements of the people down there. He found some black shadow globules moving closer to the inn.

"Ah, they're not here. Who're they?!" Raka Jaya scrunched her forehead. He turned his body 180° and found there was another inn that was across the street.

There's someone else they're looking for. Must be at the inn is a place to stay competition participants from other places. "So it's true, there's always cheating every time the competition goes on."

Raka Jaya grabs the heirloom sword her mother gave her. He can't stay still. Yes, although most likely he is also a target, but as a white swordsman of course Raka Jaya can not stand idly by.

A moment later, the boy was already on the highway. He followed the steps of the people in black uniforms from a safe distance.

"Should have been, they didn't go this way. It was impossible for them to attack so blatantly, "King Jaya then stopped his steps.

Logic refused. There was no way those hit men would show themselves in a public place. They are joking with death.

"I am too consumed by my own fears. This is impossible," Raka Jaya let out a long sigh. Suppressing the various turmoil in his heart with various positive ways of looking at it.

While grafting some food packs, Raka Jaya returned to the inn where she was staying. Yes, the incident just now is a lesson in itself so that Raka Jaya does not need to be bad enough to think, what else on an unknown person.

Since tomorrow they had to continue the journey, Raka Jaya rushed to rest. Forgetting all the events that he experienced, and focusing on preparing for the competition later.

°°°

Something was different with breakfast that morning. Usually, Raka Jaya and her friends after meals immediately get ready to return to continue the journey. But, the big news that shook made them have to set aside time to just see the real events.

In the Moon Palace inn, there had been a massive massacre. One padepokan is finished in one night. The children who will participate in the competition, along with all their attendants. All slaughtered without silence. Very cruel and inhuman.

"AHH?! Are they the ones I saw last night, is it possible?!" Raka Jaya chokes on spit.

Yes, the inn that the people in black uniforms that Raka Jaya attended was indeed the Moon Palace inn. From the glasses of King Jaya, it is certain they are the culprit.

"Ah, if only last night I hadn't come back, at least I could have seen firsthand. Or ask for help to help those who died. You idiot!" Raka Jaya cursed herself. He's so sorry.

Now, what can he do? Watching the body bathed in blood? Or pretend not to know and continue the journey, enter the competition and take advantage of the reduced competitors.

"I need to find out who those people in black dress are."