SATRIO.
CH 16

Pandji brought two cereals and followed his father into the study, put two cups on the table and sat on the sofa waiting for his father who was looking for something from the closet.

Observing the surroundings, Pandji could not help but ask. "This room has an unusual protective sheath, the aura of an heirloom spirit within this room is extremely powerful. But outside the room is not at all felt."

"Hem ... What does it mean, Mas?"

"Nobody can detect the existence of the lucky heirloom that is in this room without entering it."

"It should be, right?" ask Pandji's father in a normal tone.

Pandji snorted, "Because such an heirloom would definitely be a snatch, let alone that father's spear contained a dragon. I'm just jealous why I don't have such a cool thing."

Pandji's father chuckled at the annoyance of his son who from childhood was eager to master the dragon that inhabited his spear-shaped heirloom. "The heirloom belongs to the Knight Ganendra, Mas Pandji!"

"But Pandji's father's son who also has the same blood as our ancestor Ganendra, is that not enough to be the reason Pandji can borrow the heirloom?"

"It looks like Mas Pandji is obsessed with the heirloom, is Dad right?"

Pandji shook his head lightly, "Ya Pandji has never been on a dragon, father!"

"Father tastes almost the same as riding your 'black panther!"

"Barion doesn't fly, Dad!"

Pandji's father raised an eyebrow, "He's darting at almost the same speed as a dragon, just a different path."

“Cooler air line, Dad definitely agree with Pandji's opinion this time." Pandji sighed dissatisfied.

"Mas Pandji should be more grateful .. No child of your age has such a magical vehicle!"

Dad was right, if only the supernatural was real I was one of the very lucky young men who had a vehicle equivalent to a very rare black sports car.

"I'm sorry Pandji, Dad!" sesal Pandji later.

His father just smiled wisely, "How was your trip with Giandra?"

"Ehm .. Gia seems to like it even though she is not used to it. Sorry for breaking Mother's rules, it's because Gia forced it. meaning Gia kept telling me the dream of meeting the maung-maung from Cirebon, Dad!"

“Alright, but for the next Mas Pandji should not be too rash to invite Gia across dimensions. Such affairs let Father teach him!”

Pandji nodded not daring to look for excuses again, “Pandji will not repeat it again.”

“Oke, forget about it! How are you getting ready for the tournament?”

“Maybe Pandji tomorrow will hunt heirlooms, for a while Pandji only practiced combining magic two elements that Pandji has mastered," replied Pandji resigned.

The father smiled faintly as he held out the long box that had just been taken from the closet to his son. "It's your 17th birthday present from Dad."

With a serious and curious face Pandji accepted his father's gift. "What is this, Dad?"

Pandji's father poked both his shoulders, "Open up!"

"Is this some kind of surprise?" tanya Pandji looked at her father skeptically.

Or just prank?

Pandji approached the beautiful carved long box and opened the hook, he was strangled in excitement. "Two Sword?" (Two swords?)

Pandji's eyes can not be separated from the two identical swords, one thing that distinguishes and looks striking is only the handle. One was jet black, one was black with yellow gold ornaments.

“Like?” asked his father with a satisfied expression.

“Very like, Dad! The heirloom of the new version,” replied Pandji laughing vigorously. He instantly recognized the aura of Damar Jati in the black-handled sword and his wife Asih Jati in the sword with the black handle mixed with gold. "Thanks Daddy, I love you so much!"

Pandji took out the two swords and grasped them tightly, two very opposite energies directly entering into his body. Hot and cold, like his two magic elements, fire and ice.

Two-sword knight, ehm .. Which beautiful woman will not be subject to me? Uhh …!

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