Swordsman Without Friends
Two Secret Protector People.

The shadow of Pranacitra's body flashed as light as a gust of wind, as fast as a swipe. at a time like this one would not believe that the young man was a cripple of his feet. he understood that attacking with all his abilities when the enemy was divided and lost his mind, with one or two deadly moves alone was enough to make the opponent collapse.

The pace of the stick 'Police Prying Out the Door of the Invisibility' moved thumping, poking as well as locking Nyai Pocong's step back Fog. while the science of punching 'Long Hand of Soul Snatchers' in the left hand moved to hit and tear the stomach and chest Nyai Pocong Mist who had also received four consecutive blows of the limp stick that beat him mercilessly.

'Whuuuk., Whuuk., dhees.!

'Dhaaas., Braaak.!'

Nyai Pocong's stooped body Fog was bouncing blood. His sombrong white robe was torn large red-stained. Both his legs were swollen and might even fracture his shin. the bone of the left shoulder joint was crushed with some of the rest of his teeth rompal in the thump of the limp stick.The life of this old grandmother immediately drifted when the style of Pranacitra's powerful punch hit his stomach and chest.!

Pranacitra stood trembling slightly bent. his wooden stick was tightly blocked. his breath was stung. his hand felt the lower left abdomen. a small needle was plucked. his originally silvery-white color turned somewhat blackish-red when he met the blood in his body, even if a little but this young man knew that he had been poisoned.

In the brief battle buzz was in a state of pinned and confined stick attacks as well as the cripple's powerful punch, Nyai Pocong Fog was still able to release three attacks of poisonous needles. two were able to be evaded and made mentally but one needle still escaped infiltrating under Pranacitra's stomach.

Although not a person who was afraid of death, but this young man also did not want to die silly without meaning.quickly he swallowed a piece of poison-reducing medicine given by the Black Angel Serba. after sitting cross-legged and regulating breathing, along with the breath that meets blackness that comes out of his nose, the state of the limp is better.Nyai Pocong Mist needle poison can be removed from his body.

Among the 'Four Peasants of Death Hoe' Ki Kartopati as the leader certainly has a higher level of knowledge than his three friends, then he is the only one who is able to move and try to wake up, while others are still lying limp on the ground despite remaining conscious.

A yellowish medicine was dropped by the limp youth standing before him.The half-old man looked up, saying, early morning still dark and the rest of the fog that clumps makes Ki Kartopati can not see clearly the face of the young man. let alone this person like deliberately covering his face with her hair that is shaggy.

''I only have one poison-killing medicine. After you drink, you can switch to helping three of your friends..''

''Si., who are you young man, I Ki Kartopati representing the Four Hoeful Farmers of Death thanked you for all your help tonight. separate thoughts and grudges are clear., j., someday we will definitely repay him..''

The face behind the long hair awut-scratch just grinned coldly. ''I'm just a dying man, there's no need to be known, but if I may suggest, never get involved again in the struggle for the 'Blue Nirmala.' magic stone if it still forces., ' if you still insist., at the end of it you will definitely regret.!''

When saying a pair of eyes behind the hair that was scattered covering the face of the limp in front of him as if shining a sharp light shakes. Ki Kartopati is not a fighter yesterday afternoon, his experience is very broad intelligence level is also high, but in front of the eyes of the young man inexplicably he felt horrified and creeped. those eyes were like not the eyes of a human but more like the eyes of a demon filled with grudges.!

Unknowingly Ki Kartopati nodded, until the young man turned around to walk away with his legs shaken and a piece of poison downing poison given by the bitter limp had melted in his mouth, he still did not understand why he could feel trembling with those eyes.

The thick fog began to fade and then disappeared as the light of the morning sun that shone on the earth.The strange limp youth had long since vanished. Four Cangkul Sakti Farmers have also begun to recover.from the story of Ki Kartopati, three other people equally understand the events experienced by his leadership. Ki Ronggo Jangkung and Ki Lor Wisesa were still curious about the young man.

''Kartopati's back, I think the young man must have known something about Blue Nirmala stone..''

''True kakang., even if we owe him a debt of gratitude, but about the seizure of the Blue Nirmala magic stone is another matter.'' said the two men. while Ki Julingan also agreed with the words of his colleague.

Ki Kartopati pondered for a while and said, We need the Blue Nirmala magic stone to treat Nyimas Galuh Intan Arum, our only granddaughter. so far there have been many healers invited but no one has managed to cure him..''

''Alright, even if in my heart I do not feel like doing this, but the healing of the chairman's grandson who is like our own nephew cannot be ignored either. if indeed the young man knew something about the Blue Nirmala magic stone, we would ask him well while explaining the reason.but if he did not finally want to give any information to us., we., what can we do, we have to use the path of violence..''

''Then how about the story of the crippled youth about the beggar association 'Branch Ireng' and the begal gang robbed 'Taring Brongot' when he faced off with Nyai Pocong Fog. however, this problem should also be taken into account because we do not know the true background of the young man..'' Ki Julingan who had been silent had suddenly spoken.at once three colleagues also realized because everything said by his partner was also quite reasonable.for a moment they became hesitant to act.

That was when the sound of a grunt was heard together with the flashed two human shadow figures who in an instant were already in the middle of the circle.

''I used to live in streams and swamps, so I hated the forest and mountains like this place.I would not like it anymore if I saw someone who forgot to return the favor..'' snapped at one of the burly men in white clothes who had just come while turning an iron paddle on his right hand. at the end of the movement of the iron paddle was smashed into a chunk of solid rock on the edge of the circle.

'Whuuk., Whuk.!'

'Blair.!'

The Four Death Hoe Farmers were a little surprised, the energy level in this person was so high that his oar was able to hit a chunk of rock large enough to smash apart, even though this person was wearing a wide bamboo caping, but from the paddle guns the martial can still recognize who this person is.

''The Iron Paddle Devil.!'' exclaimed Ki Lor Wisesa and Ki Julingan bebaregan.has not lost his surprise has been heard the sound of people chanting sebit syair.

''Warm morning sunshine.,

Smelling flowers that bloom., Inviting beetles suck honey juice..''

The second person there was wearing a light blue robe suit, he was a man who was still quite young maybe he was only thirty-five years old. a tall body slightly thin with a handsome appearance and thin mustache. at first glance he looks soft like a woman. which is a bit awkward is a person whose behavior like a sissy has only index fingers, but the, the middle finger and ring finger on his right hand are green, red and blue respectively, while the other seven fingers are stumped.!

''The Swordsman of the Poetry Fingered Three Colors.!'' replace Ki Kartopati and Ki Ronggo Jangkung gasp. four powerful fighters mainstay of the 'Green Earth' association' it cannot cover his shock at the presence of two silat figures who have the level of tunggi magic and have almost three years disappeared, even rumored to be dead.

''Four Hoe Farmers, the time we both did not much. I ask you to undo your intentions to confront the limp young man.'' said the Iron Curtain Devil.

''Even if you have four people, one of us is enough to face you, I also know that the deep wounds caused by the poisonous mist of Nyai Pocong Fog has not completely disappeared..'' connect the light blue-robed man who is referred to as the Swordsman of the Three-Fingered Poet with a soft voice behind a smile.

''Seb., what exactly is the relationship between the two of you with the limp young man, or don't-don't., you are also aiming for the magic stone.?'' Ki Kartopati tried to investigate.

''Hak., ha., although we are not good people but not that low. we know you need the Blue Nirmala magic stone to treat the illness of the granddaughter of the chairman of the Green Earth society..''

''Now you come back, give this thing to the 'Ki Tani Langit Jagad' and say in a month's time, there will be people who come to bring medicine for his favorite grandson.!'' said the Iron Paddle Devil while throwing a black pipe-shaped object because the throw was accompanied by high energy makes Ki Kartopati's hand tingle while trying to catch him. even though he has also devoted his magic energy but still not enough to hold it.

''How can we believe the words of the two of you.?'' ki Lor Wisesa asked, still suspicious and dissatisfied.

''If you are still insistent, then my iron paddle will speak.!'' the Iron Paddle Demon Damprat was fierce, while his partner just laughed while looking at the surrounding scenery. ''Here it is quite comfortable., I might be able to get inspiration to create the verse, but my three-finger color needs to get warmed up first..'' the mouth of this three-finger was smiling but his eyes were threatening.

Four Death Hoe Farmers were silenced, two of these great fighters had been rumored to have been killed for several years, but now know-know appeared and confronted them.who else had this black iron pipe. what exactly do you mean.?

''You don't need much thought, the chairman you know the owner of the pipe. That person also sent us both. Now please go, please go, otherwise the owner of the pipe has given us permission to finish off anyone who dares to defy.!'' snapped the Iron Paddle Demon, held up his weapon in front of the chest.The four peasants looked at each other, although they were dissatisfied but the circumstances did not allow to compete with the science of magic.

''We hold the words of the two of you, if within a month no one comes to bring medicine like you said, the Green Earth Society will make calculations with you.!'' ki Kartopati said, along with three colleagues they left the place.

''The task has been done., then it is all up to the fate of the child. judging from the way he tricked Sukma Laugh and kicked Nyai Pocong Fog, it seems like his brain is watered too..'' the Iron Paddle Demon muttered in admiration.

Apparently these two people are members of the 'Maling Lightning' society sent by the Angel Copet to protect Pranacitra secretly.

''Hey., where are you going. Our task is done it's time to report back to the chairman.'' reprimanded the Iron Paddle Demon when he saw his friend walking apart.

''Here is a beautiful place, I love the outdoors in the mountains.I am sure I can create a good verse..''

''Basil the mad poet., the chairman saved our lives not to play around.'' the Iron Paddle Demon Damprat was upset to see the work of the Three-colored-Fingered Poet Poet who he felt at ease.

''Huh., a rude person like you who has a soul of art and tenderness of heart., you just go home first to the headquarters later I followed.'' when his words ran out his body also disappeared. The Iron Paddle Demon snorted his head bobbles. Once he flashed his body vanished into another direction.

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Sorry, maybe it is slow to explain, in this story the problem of time and the size of the distance and weight we convey through objects or others.

One lance~ kira" 2 meters.

One kati~ kira" more than half a kilo.

Sepenanak nasi~ kira" half an hour.

A cup of tea~ kira" five minutes.

Stone throw~ kira" ten meters.

Thank you🙏. sorry if there was a mistake. Wasalam.