A WASTED KNIGHT
Wiraksara Assignment
That morning the wrathful Nata opened the meeting and spoke in an angry tone
“We have made a big mistake when raiding the East Majapahit Palace by killing 170 Admiral Zheng He's entourage. They do not know about our problems. I will send an envoy to apologize to Emperor Yongle. Over this incident.”
The atmosphere of silence, everyone bowed down not daring to stare
the face of the Nata who was angry.
“Then who will Gusti Prabu order as a messenger
we go to China?” tanya Patih Gajah Lembana.
Wikramawardhana seemed to think.
“Who among our regular officials we command
related to China?”
Patih Gajah Lembana seemed to think for a moment then he
talk for a while with some Nayaka Praja beside him
“Kukira Wiraksara is the right person. He can represent
we're going to send our apologies to China. All this time Wiraksara
we have often represented our delegation to China. He's very fluent in language
China,” says Patih Gajah Lembana.
“Wiraksara? Why don't you just choose someone else
who is more senior?” Ask Wikramawardhana.
“Ampun Gusti Prabu, I
fear the Yongle Emperor will take action against us. What if the Emperor
Yongle then captured our emissary to avenge the death of his envoys? If we order more messengers
senior left for China, I'm afraid he's not able to bear the risk. Wiraksara is still young and strong, should anything happen there he
able to face. Let him go to China.”
Wikramawardhana thought for a moment and said
“Alright, we will order him to go as soon as possible to
China's northern monsoon winds are still there. Call the guy here!”
Elephant Lembana stunned, there is one thing that forgot
imparted
“Please amoun Gusti Prabu, I forgot to deliver, today Wiraksara
not going to work,” replied Patih Gajah Lembana in a slow voice.
Prabu Wikramawardhana stunned for a moment
“Hah ... What do you mean not logged in?”
“Iiyaa .. Gusti Prabu, yesterday he paid a leave of absence back to
Lasem.”
“Then why did you allow him to leave when we were finished
war like this, waduuh, did I not say there should be no officials
which leave in this emergency?” Prabu Wikramawardhana is getting angry.
Patih Gajah Lembana answered
“Although Gusti Prabu, I did not let him go, I did not let him go,
but the boy did not enter. He prefers to take care of business
his trade with foreign merchants in Lasem rather than taking care of
the country. That's why I feel better that he's the one who went to
China, because here he is not much useful.”
“Then that means the child ditches not going to work
not on leave because you didn't give him permission to leave. Ah no I'm not
want to know, get the kid over here. If you don't want to, drag him here. I
want him to handle this matter until it's settled!”
The Nayaka Praja in Paseban can only shake their heads
hearing of Wiraksara's behavior. The boy is smart but sometimes his attitude is
the lack of discipline made his more senior friends feel annoyed. But
since he was still the nephew of King Wikramawardhana, no one dared to
scold or reprimand him.
Wiraksara was a diplomat by the title of his post
in Majapahit is Arya Dwipantara, mastering a little martial arts just
to fulfill the obligation only. As a state official, he must
mastering martial arts. Wiraksara is not a man of science
the high kanuragan. He got the position of Arya Dwipantara solely because
intelligence skilled in diplomacy and negotiating with
foreign countries.
When the palace was busy looking for him in Trowulan, afternoon
the Wiraksara was engrossed in relaxing under the Nyiur tree while biting a trunk
weeds, brooding on the beach Lasem while enjoying the beauty
the waves of Lasem beach that he always missed.
“Great view this afternoon, I'm tired of being in the palace
with corrupt officials who only know to look for face. Better at
here can relax on the beach and trade, meet with friends
overseas in port,” murmured.
Towards Maghrib, he decided to go home because he remembered,
he had an appointment to meet his friends at the old shop. The beach is not
the beach is crowded, not many people visit there, but the beach
is his favorite beach, the beach is clean and lots of lush trees.
The sea water is clear so that if he sails to the middle of the ocean, he can
see fish and shrimp swimming on the sidelines of coral reefs.
As he walked home, from the thickets of the bushes
the sound of people complaining of pain. Wiraksara was stunned to hear it, immediately
he approached the source of the voice and was surprised when
I saw a man in his 40s. His blood-soaked body sat
leaning under the tree. His skin was full of continuous sword wounds
draining blood, and he may also suffer severe internal injuries due to
in some parts of his body there are blackish-blue colored bruises
the terrible blow he suffered. Wiraksara anxiously approached
that man and exclaimed
“Ki Sanak, Ki Sanak what happened? Let me help you deliver
to the healer,” said Wiraksara trying to wake up and memapahah that person.
But the man nodded and said
“No, no need, soon I will die, nothing
it's good to take me to the doctor. I am a sinner who does not deserve to live,
My gangsters the high-scientific warriors have beaten me without
geez,”he said as he looked at Wiraksara with a sharp look.
The voice of the mysterious man spoke again.
“Your bones are nice and your head is good shape too,
you are the ideal warrior body type that few humans have
in this world and your brain must be smart.”
Wiraksara was confused and asked the man
“What do you mean by ideal swordsman body and head shape
that good? I guess my head is as mediocre as a person's head in general
and I'm not a tough fighter either. But the hell people say
I'm a smart and handsome man, he he he.”
Yet that person did not care about Wiraksara's words, he
talking again with the remaining remnants of his strength.
“Come closer to me and sit in front of me Ngger,
I don't have time anymore.”
Suddenly the man's hand grabbed his shoulder and
gripping him firmly made Wiraksara angry and screamed
“Hey, what are you doing? Stop it or I'll
kill you!”
Wiraksara did not continue his words because he felt
his shoulders are like the sting of a thousand wasps.
“Aaaarrrggghh..!”.
Wiraksara shouted loudly but no one was
heard it because the day was approaching Maghrib and there was no one on the beach
that's. After that Wiraksara lunglai's body is not powered, He's resigned if
then the man killed him.
“I have bequeathed the science of energy in the Maha Aji
to yours. Now you become a warrior who has energy in the
very big, but you have to be able to control it,” said the mysterious man
that's.
The man then sat down cross-legged and cupped his hands together,
suddenly from his hand came a shining sword. Wiraksara was surprised to see him,
This person was like a witch, suddenly his hands were already
holding a sword, the mind
Wiraksara with admiration.