Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapter 88. Evidences

Kama Kumara remained silent in the room. Cower over the bed while covering two ears with a pillow.

But still the voice without likeness was heard in his head.

In the end Kama Kumara tried to reconcile with the voice by asking,

"Who are you really?"

"I am the ruler of Mayapada. You're the one who was chosen as my envoy!"

"Prove it! Don't just brag!"

"What are you asking for, Kama Kumara?"

"Kill the dalit Take care of Saksena!"

"Ha ha ha ha! Isn't what's going to kill him is you? I will help you become the most powerful human being on this land so that it is as easy as flipping your palm for you to kill him!"

Kama Kumara was silent for a moment thinking about something else. A few moments later,

"If so, rain now as proof!"

"Ha ha ha ha! Keciii! That's something easy for me, look out!"

Kama Kumara immediately put away the pillow and held her back from the bed. Rushing towards the side yard.

Sure enough, as the air outside dimmed, the originally white cloud blackened before it was completely pitch-black.

"I'll show you my strength! Not just rain but I'm giving you an extra thunderstorm!"

The disfigured voice again rang out in Kama Kumara's head making the crown prince even more curious whether what he heard would come true.

Suddenly,

The glarrtt!

Bright light tore the clouds as if to hit the high buildings in the kingdom of Saindara Gumilang.

Along with the first thunderbolt in space, raindrops fell from the dark clouds. It only takes a few eye jolts for the raindrops to turn into pounding water droplets like pebbles rain down on the earth, and still accompanied by the blowing of the wind.

The trees were winding as if they were about to fall due to the strong wind. The dried leaves of the fall fly in tangles with the pouring rain.

"It-it ...." Kama Kumara was speechless. The stunned heart began to feel the confidence that had risen to shatter sticking out as a smile on the lips.

On the other hand, it's out there when lightning strikes with rain and wind.

"Saratauuun!"

The people who had originally gathered in the open were running around to save themselves from the lightning that seemed to be raging.

"Crazy, the victim count is no longer valid. This should still be the fourth time how can rain storms sarataun!!" hiss a man who looked learned in a tavern.

Gledeg!Gledeg!Gledeg!

A voice like a giant pedicel wheel rang out in the sky before it turned into a swoop.

Bldaarr!

"Bluff! Bledege!! (Crazy! Thunderbolts rage!)" The people in the shade are scolding and scared.

"A very heavy rain. Hope this doesn't last long."

"It's a strange rain! Not in season!"

"What's this bad sign?!"

"Duh Gusti Kang Murbengwasesa Jagat ... Protect us, protect the kingdom of Saindara Gumilang ...."

People are starting to worry, because it should be in the science of calculating the season known to society, this has not entered the rainy season.

At the karakyanan palace, King Basukamba who was poking a description on a boy who had killed one of the rakyans stopped his question. The king came out of the house and looked into space.

"Bledeg's Sarataun?! (Rain thunderstorms)?!" muttered.

"What's His Majesty the King?" Wiryateja who accompanied the King asked.

"There is something unusual, my heart is bad," replied King Basukamba, feeling the intense darkness stifling the feeling.

"Is it because His Majesty the King cannot attend the banquet?"

"No, the banquet can be held again at any time. Never mind, should we solve the problem of those fucking slaves?"

The King went back into the house and said, "Get him down!"

Previously, King Basukamba who got the report of the rakyans killed immediately moved quickly. The people he suspected were immediately arrested.

Who resisted, immediately killed by being showered with arrows under the command of Tumenggung Wiryateja.

Those who surrendered were immediately interrogated with cruel torture. So for those who admitted to killing on Sundara Watu's orders were immediately executed on the spot, beheaded.

Not just the one who claims, the one who doesn't confess is the same, "The digger!"

The word of the king is the law itself, especially the king always believes his decision must always be right. Klop.

Until, when lightning tore through space accompanied by heavy rain and wind, King Basukamba had killed not less than seventy people, he said, consisting of slaves or considered slaves and foreigners found around the karakyanan palace.

This swift move was made because King Basukamba targeted sweeping the rebels to their roots in just one day. Something plausible was achieved because the rebel leaders had all been killed.

"Are we going to continue, Your Majesty the King?" ask Tumenggung Wiryateja because the rain outside is so heavy.

"Next! You prepared something to protect me from the rain!" the decree of King Basukamba remains on the target of achievement that has been set.

Tumenggung Wiryateja ordered his men to look for umbrellas. Before long the men had returned carrying umbrellas of cloth wide enough.

Shaded by a large umbrella, King Basukamba bergegeas to Asta Brajadaka's court.

The goal was clear, questioning all members of the Senopati Asta Brajadaka family. And for those who are not lucky then it can be known the end of his life story, beheaded!

"Gather all your family members together!" king Basukamba's decree to Senopati's main wife Asta Brajadaka.

The eyes of Sriwerdani _wife of the late Senopati Asta Brajadaka_ and cloudy in his face did not make King Basukamba pity. Rebel families are rebels. That's what the king had in mind.

Had gathered King Basukamba began to ask the senopati's eldest son, Narengga. But before asking, the king ordered the royal circle soldiers who followed him to search all the rooms and collect all the treasures that were there because they would be confiscated by the king.

"You as Asta Brajadaka's eldest son. Did you know your ramanda would rebel?!"

Basukamba's questioning voice was no less loud than the thunderstorms out there. The king asked with his eyes glaring at the look on Narengga's face.

"Really, I never know, Your Majesty. I knew after Ramanda was killed."

"When did you know Sundara Watu?!"

The derrr!

Under the thunderstorm that kept blaring in space the question of King Basukamba was still able to surprise Narengga.

Questions that can be fatal if they are wrongly answered. Since Narengga and everyone else had known, the scourge behind the rebellion was Sundara Watu.

"It's been a long time, Your Honor. It's just we never talk to each other."

"You know that bastard is going to rebel?!"

"Not at all, Your Majesty!"

"Hmmm ....!" King Basukamba looked down at Narengga's bowed face. That was when an officer under Tumenggung Wiryateja reported,

"Your Majesty, permission to report. We found a lot of slave women in the back building!"

"Repeat! It's hard to report!!" the snapping of King Basukamba rivaled the thunderbolt in space.

Taking a deep breath, the officer again reported in a loud voice.

"Oh ... The women? Who are they Narengga?!!" King Basukamba shouted in Narengga's ear. It's so deafening. Even so Narengga remained lowered.

"Me-they're Sundara Watu's slaves."

"How come it's here?!!!"

Narengga explained that the female slaves were transferred from the Mountain Slave Hunter Group Hall which had been attacked by a mysterious swordsman a few days ago. Since all of Sundara Watu's men were killed in the attack, the slaves were removed.

After hearing the testimony from Narengga, King Basukamba called,

"But!"

"Hamba, Your Majesty!"

"Who was the perpetrator of the Slave Hunter Group attack?!"

"The case was handled by Senopati Sundul Mega. But it has not been revealed, Your Majesty."

King Basukamba nodded slowly, saying inwardly,

'Someone who has high intelligence and does not want to be known. Kill all the followers of Sundara Watu. The attacker of my enemy is my comrade!'