A WASTED KNIGHT
Testimony of a Slave

Whoareyou? What are you looking for here?” Ask

Wiraxar.

“Deliver Earth gems to us and after that we will

let you live!”

Wiraksara was stunned and felt astonished from where they knew

that he had held the jewel of the Earth.

“We don't have that Earth gem, who are you guys

you guys from the Silver Water Sect or the Mehrak people?”

“We do not belong to any of the sects, since

the square at Sirdarya, we have followed you all the way here.  We know that Gulya has given the jewel

on you.  Don't talk much

you guys just hand over the jewel!”

After speaking the man attacked Wiraksara with

his sword. Wiraksara dodged jumping some fathoms backwards. Saw

his opponent was armed, Wiraksara deployed the science of Besinya Hand Tread, in

in a flash his hand turned a silvery color. The person in front of him was surprised to see

wiraksara's hand changes. The man changed his movement cutting Wiraksara's hand

it is like metal. But what happens uploads beyond his expectations, when the sword

colliding with Wiraksara's hand, a metallic sound was heard.

“Traaang!”

His sword seemed to collide with a metal object, that person

shocked to see Wiraksara's hand turning into steel.

“You're Tie Shi's student? He was dead after the incident

Jing Nan?”

“You can say so!”

Wiraksara's hand again moved to snatch the sword

his attacker. Wiraksara's hand managed to grasp his opponent's sword, however

the opponent did not stay silent, he tried to pull his sword but a grasp

wiraksara's hand was so strong that a sound of iron was broken.

“Taak!”

His sword broke in two, gasping at the leader of the party,

his sword, though not an heirloom sword, was made by a man

Empu Pande Wesi is very skilled in his field. But he doesn't want to be seen

weak in front of the enemy, he pulled out a large knife. Back to the knife

directed towards Wiraksara. Yet again the man faced the reality of his knife

broken into two. He is no longer armed.

Meanwhile Hamzah has been fighting with the intruders

bersa, Tamara. The woman despite her age was dusk, but her attack

still accurate and powerful.

“Tamara, be careful!”

Hamzah reminded Tamara when she saw a sword

snatching Tamara from behind.

“Just calm Bahiri, I can still avoid it!”

Tamara's sword flashed snatching at her attackers. Tak

a long time later there was a heartbreaking scream. Tamara killed her attackers,

those undercover people died in terrible circumstances. Their stomachs were torn apart

the sword of Tamara

“Tamara, it turns out your sword strike is still as strong as it used to be!” Exclaims

Hamza.

“Huh, from the first you always underestimate me,”gutu Tamara.

Realizing his opponent was stronger, the leader of the horde

exclaims

“Quickly we go from here!”

They soon escape with one of his men

still left with very severe injuries. Hamzah approached one of the

a member of the mob was lying with a sword slash wound on his stomach. Persons

it looked agonized and in pain, Hamzah then unmasked it. Saw

the man's face Hamzah frowned. That guy turned out to be a person

black leather.

“Where are you guys from?”

The black man replied in a weak voice barely

audibly

“I Jamal... slave of Habasyah.

Prince Shaktar ..the vile.”

After talking Jamal fell unconscious, Hamzah had seen

a copper pyramid-shaped necklace that Jamal wore, and then he

look towards Wiraksara and Tamara.

“Obati wound this man, he will be useful for us later.”

Hamzah and Wiraksara examined the others

“They are dead, only Jamal survives,”

Hamzah.

Tamara calls her servants to bring Jamal's body

large and heavy in the room. But no one from

the servant came.  Tamara's Face

looking smirky with a annoyed tone he said

“Huuh wherever they are, time no one is watching, no one,

how about later if there are guests?”

“Have let me and Mr. Hamzah alone take him to

room,” Wiraksara mediate.

After laying Jamal's body on the bed, Hamzah and

Wiraksara immediately cleaned Jamal's wounds and treated him.

meet at the market the other day. If you look at their speech, it looks like they

I am from the state of Misr. And if you look at the necklace he wears, it is possible

they're the Golden Pyramid Sect's people? But the Sect was long gone

since the land of Misr was in chaos when the colonies began

rebel.”

Tamara's face changed, she looked frightened then said

“Already expected, they will raise Anubis, the God who

give strength to anyone who has the gem of 4 elements. But

do they already have the fifth element?” Ask Tamara.

Wiraksara nodded and said

“Unfortunately, Maheen Reverend Lady from Kahyangan Temple

Fire is the Five Elements. Those people have taken Maheen hostage and taken control

Gem Api.”

Tamara's face immediately turned pale, she approached Hamzah

“Bahiri, woe if until Anubis gives his strength

the Golden Pyramid Sect's. You heard that, the boy mentioned

Shaktar as a cruel man. You've heard of Yajuj Majuj

locked up by King Zulkarnaen in a fortress? Anubis' power will make Yajuj

The advance gets stronger so it can destroy the fortress. Could this earth

soon to disappear?”

Hamzah shook his head

“No Tamara, I feel it is not yet time for this earth to

doomsday. We can definitely prevent Anubis' power from returning. Water Gem still

controlled Silver Water Sect.”

Wiraksara immediately mediated

“Sorry I think for now we should help Jamal

heals his wounds and buries these corpses before the guests wake up from

bedmya.”

Tamara seemed to remember something

“Oh yes., you are right young man. But why are the guests

no one panicked and ran out?” Tamara asked in surprise.

“Don't worry I've doused those guests so

they can only wake up after dawn.”

Hamzah seemed confused by Wiraksara's statement

“Sirep? What is Sirep?”

It was a science used to cripple defenses

the enemy. Whoever is affected by this study, he will fall asleep and can not

awakened except..”

Wiraksara did not continue his words because Hamzah directly

swooped

“There is a servant or not the same, we must heal

Jamal then we'll take Jamal to show him the lair of the Pyramid Sect

Gold.”

“Hey don't be, then who welcomes guests if any

guests arrive in the early hours? Bukhara is located on a silk path that never existed

sleep,” protest Tamara.

“Alright I'll wake them up to help bury

the bodies,” Wiraksara said.

The young man picked up a handful of soil, then headed towards the passage

front inn. Wiraksara read the incantation and then sprinkled dust towards the

the waiter who was asleep in his place. Those who are exposed to the soil

when they woke up, they felt like they had a long sleep. Their faces

looks confused

“Hey, it turns out that I was asleep yes, wretched if Madam

Tamara knew she would definitely be angry,” said a waiter.

“I already know you all overslept, quickly help

get rid of the bodies in that central courtyard before the guests wake up,”

tamara's orders.

*****

Meanwhile Ma Jingtao and Chen Nie that night were forced

rest in the middle of the road. That day they were really shit. Because it's not

knowing the right direction, their journey to the city of Sirdarya in

Kazakhstan has taken them all the way to a desert.

“Sial, we don't know a more convenient path to

passed until we got lost in the Taklamakan desert.  It was just right from that road we

pass quiet no entourage of traders passing by here,” grumbled Ma Jingtao.

The annoyed Chen Nie then chimed in

“What I said, we're too tired to do

travel and it's been overnight too so we're stuck on a trail in the desert

sand. Try if you want to follow my advice to stay at Urumqi, we can

rest in peace and tomorrow we can continue the journey with the body

fresh.”

“Already, be quiet if we stay at Urumqi our work

it won't be finished soon. The Majapahit must be found immediately

before the group from Java came to pay their first installment,” said

Ma Jingtao's.

They quarrel over it, but suddenly the wind

the one that originally blew slowly, the longer it got louder.  The sand begins

fly around shutting them down. Ma Jingtao was stunned

“Celaka, sandstorm coming!”