Swordsman Without Friends
Records of slaves.
The old man with the title of 'God of Fiker' who became one of the elders in the strongest black flow party 'Demon Gate' continued to walk through several alleyways of marble cave which was quite wide and long winding. the few robed and black headdresses who happened to cross paths with him similarly paused for a moment and bowed respectfully.
From this it can be seen that the position of the old man is very high in the party of the Demon Gate. The God of Miser circled his eyes around the place.at that time he was at the end of a hallway leading to a room with an iron door. two small stone torches stuck to the left right of the silvery-white iron door.The two robed guards and the black head covering that was in front of the door were quickly welcomed.
''I want to enter this room, as long as I am inside, no one should be allowed to enter and disturb me.!'' the two guards nodded respectfully.One of them took out a silver key from under his robe.with that key he opened the door lock of the room. A Fisted God who did not want to waste time directly went inside there.
The room was dark until it could not be seen widely and its contents.Just with a flick in hand appeared a faint red fire light that struck. four torches stuck in the upper corner of the room were lit up until the room of six traveling spears became bright and clear.
Apparently the room was not only spacious but also quite tall, probably over four spears tall and made of white marble. in the room there are many notebooks and various books both thick and thin, which look new and ancient. dozens of tall teak shelves hold piles of hundreds or even thousands of books of notes.
''It should be that the old records of the members of the Demon Archway are still here, but next to where it is I also do not remember. damn it, forced myself to look for it myself. is really troublesome.!'' the old man in a worn-out white robe that had been torn apart was. Once his feet traced the floor, his old body had already floated up and moved as fast as a demon among the shelves full of books.
Almost a drink of tea time passed, the God of Fisted had returned to trace the floor.carrying three volumes of worn out books.not looking the slightest bit exhausted, there was only a tense look on his old face that was full of wrinkles. on a table of marble chairs in the corner of the room he began to open the notebook.
''All of this is an old record of party members who were subordinates or close to the three twin heads in the past, although most of them are dead but there could be clues left behind. damn bastard., why is my heart becoming more and more convinced that it has missed something so important.?'' annoyed.
''The oldest and the strongest candidate to become the new chairman of the Gapura Devil party, was killed by a powerful and poisonous blow, during a fight for power within the party. his body black rotted until it was difficult to recognize.his body was buried under the wall of the party emblem painting Gapura Devil.'' muttered Dewa Kikr read the writing in the notebook.
Below the note is also written the names of the subordinates and close people of the first twin. ''Nyi Upas Jagad., 'Black Eyebrow God'., 'Blood Sworn Swordsman', 'Nini Cula Sadeng' then..'' The god of miser still continues to read all the names written in the book of records and everything related to them.
But until the last sheet of the first notebook was finished reading, the God of Fisted felt that he had not yet obtained any clues that he was looking for. by nagging he also began to read the second notebook that wrote the history of the chairman's twin number three. unfortunately after the time of the rice cooker passed by he also did not find anything. though the record is thicker and compared to the previous book.
The old man was more and more upset to know that nothing he was looking for was in the third note.The book wrote about the life history of the youngest twin and the only female, in the first place, here are all his followers and close people.The death of this woman is told the same as the third twin.the two died decapitated in his escape.
''Relax., demon of plinth.!'' The god of miser cursed out loud alone in the room. ''Just because of the crazy remark from the 'Ganco Legged Demon Grandmother' I became curious and worried. Almost everyone in the record was already a demon wandering in the afterlife..'' his grunts as he moved out of the room but was just about to open the door, a glance of thought appeared in his memory.
The old man was stunned, his old eyes stared intently at the line of writing, The oldest four twins have the most lackeys, both male and female..'' muttered God Fiker continued to read over fifties of slave names belonging to the oldest of the four twins.
''Kampluk, Kampluk, Sawengi as well.., they are seven slaves providing all the water needs. then Pariyem, Limbuk Gini, Maripah, Lor Talun and..., these ten men were slaves who worked as firewood prospectors for fireplaces and cooking.The dozens of sub-servants had all been wiped out without a remnant..''
''There are still some lowly slaves who serve as servants and kitchen parts.two of them are the brothers Sentanu and Sintani. Aash., I remember they were the mainstay cooks in the kitchen, although only slaves, but the eldest of the quadruplets really appreciated them both..''
''Even when the previous chairman was still alive, he also often praised the cuisine of the two brothers.I also had several times tasted their cuisine, it was delicious.!'' praise the God of Fiker while rubbing his saliva imagining the past.
''If I compare, all the food from the cooks in this party will not be touched by my tongue. All the cooking of the cooks in this party now tastes like garbage, damn right. unfortunately., unfortunately., they both burned to death in the kitchen. Eehm., as I recall the third twin once wanted to make the cook slave girl named Sintani as his wife, but her older twin sister immediately refused..''
''Don't-don't-do he actually also likes the sister of Sentanu who is indeed sweet beauty.the person who has feelings of affection in his heart, does not deserve to be the leader of a party of this magnitude. Hee., he., unfortunately there was a big fire in the kitchen when their employer and his supporters had been killed because they lost competing in the position of party leader Gapura Devil..''
The miserly god snorted hina. ''Huhm., it's not my fault, 'Blind Humpback Elder'., and the others gave our support to the second twin. let alone others, his own brother also dared to get rid of. although scientifically his magic at that time was still lost to the oldest twin, but with a trick he was able to win. Haa., uh.!''
''Even though I was not there at the time because I had to finish off the remnants of the supporters of the oldest four twins who were quite a lot, but I heard that the fire was so big that it could not be extinguished, to make two brothers and all kitchen slaves die roasted by fire.In fact, until their corpses can not be recognized.
This man did not spare the lives of the dead slaves, for to him they were nothing more than the life of a fly. ''Eehm., the corpses of the kitchen slaves could not be recognized anymore because it had become a lump of charred meat..''
''But if I see, in this notebook it is not explained how the fire happened, and how many slaves were actually in the kitchen at that time. Aah., don't-don't..'' The god of miser seemed to change his facial water, even though it was only a small speck, but in his heart began to arouse suspicion.
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Sorry., when sent a chat continued this PTK novel by the Author, there are some writings that are missing. so we forced to corals ourselves. hopefully not too bad.🙏. Thank ye.