Legend of the Dragon Sword Puspa
Grandpa Old

Seen in a tavern were four young men from the clothes they wore like merchants resting.

The four young men appear to be engaged in a serious conversation about the emergence of young warriors who destroy the robbers who have troubled them all along.

"From the news that I heard the young man was still a dozen years old but his ability was like the head of the middle row!" One of them explained.

"What is striking from him is his sword which has the handle of the dragon's head" added another.

"Truely I have also heard the story of the hero of the swordsman does deserve an award"

"Hey old man get out of here"

Suddenly everyone in the store turned to the noise outside.

Seen outside the tavern owner was driving away a middle-aged man dressed in shabbiness.

"I'm sorry I just asked for a little bit that my stomach had been unfilled for a few days" the beggar pleaded.

But not the answer received by the middle-aged man was even something that had never been expected before.

Bughhhhh

A stomach landing kick made the middle-aged man instantly tumble backwards.

"Get out of here before my patience runs out!" the snarled tavern owner brandished his hand asking the middle-aged man to leave.

Staggering while holding his aching stomach the middle-aged man stepped away from the tavern.

The middle-aged man staggered and in the end he leaned his body against a tree trunk.

"Did I interrupt Grandpa's rest" A voice shocked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man turned towards the direction the voice came from. A smiling young man looked at him.

For a while the middle-aged man simply stared at the young man without a word coming out of his mouth.

"I see grandpa is in need of food, I hope this helps!" The young man gave me a package of food.

The middle-aged man without further ado first directly took the package and opened it and then devoured the food.

From the way he ate, the middle-aged man showed like he had not eaten for days.

"Grandfather, slowly no one will take it from you ..." Arya Geni smiled faintly at the grandfather.

After devouring all the food Arya Geni gave him, the grandfather let out a sigh of relief, "Thank you, you really saved me..."

"My name is Darmasyura, can I tell you the name of the young man?" The old grandfather coughed softly before introducing himself.

"My name is Arya Geni, Kek" Arya Geni introduced herself and saluted.

"I want to repay the kindness of young people, dear I have nothing to give..." Darmasyura looks sorry.

"Grandfather doesn't have to think about it, I help not to expect anything." Arya Geni shook her head slowly.

Darmasyura was wide-eyed he did not expect that in the present situation there was still something a generous young man like Arya Geni.

"Thank you son" replied Darmasyura.

Arya Geni smiled kindly,

"No need to hang on to the cake"

"Where can you have a dangerous weapon" Darmasyura said suddenly.

Arya Geni was a little jolted how could the grandfather know he was carrying a weapon.

"Everyone can definitely guess that something wrapped in a white cloth on your back is a weapon" Ki Darmasyura said as he knew the thoughts of Arya Geni.

"That's why I can't explain Kek" replied Arya Geni.

"I'll make you an offer" Ki Darmasyura said softly.

"An offer?" Arya Geni frowned.

Ki Darmasyura took a deep breath before saying, "Listen son, the sword you carry is very dangerous for you and for the martial world, you know, if you're willing I'll teach you a high-level science by exchanging it for that sword for me to destroy"

Arya Geni looked at the middle-aged man full of probing he did not fully believe in the person he just knew.

"You suspect me, son," said Ki Darmasyura staring coldly as an extremely dense killing aura overflowed from his body that instantly intimidated.

Arya Geni flinched when a strange force was pressing down on him making his movements instantly locked. He tried to drain his energy to keep his consciousness.

"You understand it's not our difference in strength, I could have easily snatched your sword easily" Ki Darmasyura said.

Arya Geni gulped looking at the old gruesome power. Even he himself could not measure how much power the old geezer had that was clearly many times over.

Arya Geni realized that if indeed the grandfather intended to take it with that much power would not be difficult.

"Sorry kek, I can't fulfill it, I have promised to take care of it even though my own life is at stake" Arya Geni replied without a doubt she was determined to keep it.

Ki Darmasyura sighed and shook his head slowly, he could see the great determination the young man had.

"Alright I won't force you, but if one day you turn into a demon I'll kill you myself!" Said the old geezer in a threatening tone, then got up with just a single jolt he shot as fast as lightning disappeared from sight.

Sayup-sayup sounded the grandfather said.

"I won't forget your kindness, son"

"Thank you Kek" Arya Geni lowered her head in salute.

He then stepped away continuing his journey. The incident made him realize that with his ability now he is still not strong enough to be able to maintain the trust given by his teacher. If not the middle-aged man was a good person maybe the dragon sword puspa had changed hands. Then he must immediately become strong because it is not impossible out there there are still many warriors who have strength equivalent to Ki Darmasyura.

Ki Darmasyura did not completely leave that place he was still watching Arya Geni from the top of the tree. "You have a strong stand, I hope you don't disappoint my expectations of you, son" he said before disappearing.