SATRIO.
SP 170S

Pandji put on an ordinary face even though Mpu Sapta is still excited by the title Satrio Pamungkas which he continues to pronounce.

"Can we not talk about that strange title that is inappropriate for me, Mpu?" Pandji eventually objected and felt uneasy with the old man who adored him like a god. He looked skeptical at the wrinkled look that was now like people were falling in love with him.

"I can't hide this happiness, Den nice Satrio Ultimate! That whisper haunted me for seventeen years, it really became a very deep vein of longing."

Pandji shook his head weakly, "I don't understand! I also prefer to be called Pandji."

In addition to experts make heirlooms, it turns out your in-laws are good at stringing words, Damar.

In Pandji's mind, Damar chuckles justifying.

"I want to be a part of your journey to take out the spaceship, great! That's why I'm so happy to meet you, I've never even felt so excited like this before." Mpu Sapta's eyes twinkled with excitement that was whipping his heart.

"But Mpu is an heirloom maker, not a knight like Damar Jati." Pandji called the name of the son-in-law in a soft voice.

"Oh the boy .. I forgot not to ask him. But I can feel her aura being here with my daughter, they are indeed an eternal couple that fits you perfectly."

"Right, they are with me now" Pandji said with a faint smile.

"In the night I united Damar and Asih, a curse from the darkness completed my ritual request. You must have known that they can't be separated from each other! And yes .. You're not at all wrong, I'm just a parent whose job is to make heirlooms, not a warrior knight like Damar!" Mpu Sapta spoke flatly and as is while reminiscing about the past.

Pandji listened enthusiastically to the story of the original Damar even though he had heard some of the heirloom stories of his bride from his father and also the teacher's father. "I'm sorry to interrupt, Mpu! Can a fairy tale that seems this long we pause first? I must immediately bring Mpu Sapta back to the human world as soon as possible!"

Mpu Sapta nodded seriously, "Ohya well, too long in the prison of darkness makes me forget that there are still other worlds out there! But I intend to tell you five other magic heirlooms that had stirred the land of Jawata .. if there is time!"

Pandji nodded politely then told Mika to walk first, followed by Mpu Sapta and he was the last. The three of them moved swiftly towards the teleportation magic formation it was in.

Damar Jati took the initiative to recite a mantra that brought them into the bottom world. And before long, they had already made it out of the huge castle that was commonly called the demon prison of the underworld.

"I didn't think you'd still have time to steal this magical elevator-activating spell, Damar!"

Mika rushes out of the magic formation after they return to trace the main floor, leading the way to the side veranda where Pandji hollowed out the dome of darkness that became the protector of the prison castle.

They had indeed managed to get out of the prison area in a short period of time, only that the situation was not at all as expected. Pandji, Mika and Mpu Sapta were greeted by thousands of demon knights with one warlord standing at the front.

Pandji cleared his throat, although he slightly predicted this kind of risk might happen, but facing a large number of demons, making Pandji think of a good strategy to escape the siege.

Compared to Nergal's army, Pandji thought that the demons in front of him might be five times more because they were divided into five groups and led by five demons in royal armor.

"Stop in your place, curse man!" The demon general threw a red magic ball that instantly exploded in front of Pandji.

"Ehm .. thanks for the welcome, but it feels like this is too much. Shouldn't you still be busy guarding the palace? Don't you look after your king and queen who are partying?" pandji asked with a monotonous expression.

“You talk too much, boy! You just don't know who you're dealing with now!”

Pandji replied with a lazy expression, “You must be an old demon who is over a thousand years old, your place should not be here anymore .. but in hell!”

Holding back in fury, the demon warlord stared at the cynical Pandji as he spoke. "I am the supreme warlord of the demon kingdom and they are the five princes of darkness, sons of the king who will scramble for prey, treasures and heirlooms!"

"How many percent of our chances are we gonna get away from them, Damar? I feel like this fight won't be easy!" Pandji breathed heavy air from his lungs. His soft muttering made Mika and Mpu Sapta spontaneously turn their heads and observe her cold face.

"There is always an opportunity" replied Mpu Sapta and Mika almost simultaneously. Likewise with the voice of Damar Jati in his head.

Pandji nodded and spread out his two twin swords, and in a ready-to-fight position, his lips moved in a line of words as he stared intently at the line of invisible demons.

"Well if you're all optimistic, I don't need to leave a will to Damar Jati to deliver the last message to your mother!"

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