Swordsman Without Friends
Pilgrimed.

The roosters sound oceanic as if welcoming the arrival of dawn in the morning.in Karang Ploso village the activities of the villagers have even begun before the sunrise. most of the villagers are farmers who cultivate rice fields and garden fields, as well as herding livestock. it's just that almost all the rice fields as well as farms in the village belong to a wealthy master named Karto Jenar.

Although only a village, but the Karang Ploso area was once one of the main routes to enter the direction of the king of Majapahit. this situation has changed somewhat since the Sultanate of Demak was established because the center of government also changed its location.

In addition to farming and livestock herding workers, there are also some people who support themselves and their families by trading or opening small food stalls on the outskirts of the village road.although it is not as crowded as when Majapahit was still standing, the, but there are still many travelers and traders from outside who pass the Karang Ploso village road.

The morning was also the same as before. since the beginning of the day there have been many people in and out of the streets of Karang Ploso village. Some went to the rice fields, herding livestock also bought house needs. several hikers and groups of merchants also entered the village to just find a place to rest and breakfast in one of the food stalls.

Among the migrants also appeared beggars and the jungle of the martial.Young old from various schools, even some royal soldiers. the villagers are a little surprised because today it is more crowded than usual, but they are also happy because the more people come, the more fortune from stall visitors.

A young man in dark clothes was seen standing in front of a restaurant that was quite large even though it had just been opened, but the restaurant is located near the entrance of the village road that has many visitors who want breakfast.

The iron stick youth whose handle was puffed up by the black cloth sighed sadly, he remembered well ten years ago that the big restaurant was just a simple little stall. he knew because he used to live there with his father.The simple but happy life, until finally the day of doom came and took it all away.

Now the simple small shop is already owned by the manager of Karto Jenar who turned it into a large and expensive restaurant.

Two burly men who stood in front of the entrance of the restaurant were seen huffing at the sight of a homeless young man standing by observing the restaurant. just as they were about to snap at him the young man had already turned around and stepped away.

The two guards looked at each other then laughed contemptuously at the way the young man was stepping.the right foot advanced the footpath, the left one quietly following. when viewed like a snail or worm is creeping.

The limp-bound head of batik striated cloth was only a glance at it for a moment, although only a cursory glance but it was enough for him to target the target. the distance was already more than ten steps adrift but it was not a difficult problem for him, without being realized by anyone the tip of his black iron rod hit two pebbles as big as a seed of salak.

Screams of disdain from the mouths of the two guards instantly changed the sound of screams of pain accompanied by the collision of the two's burly bodies.The cranium of their left legs looks broken holes in blood. shopgoers poured out to see what was happening.The two rude people could only groan in pain without knowing what happened to him.

The cripple continued to walk out of the village even though it had been a very long time but he still clearly remembered who the two men were rude guards of the restaurant. in the past they were the clerk of the boss Karto Jenar who was in charge of collecting high-interest debt to the villagers of Karang Ploso. if less or less late just a little to pay the bills, thump and kick immediately hit the body.

This young man smirked coldly, now they would both understand how much fun it would be to be a person with a leg defect.In an instant the limp's body had disappeared at the corner of the village road.

About two hundred steps north of Karang Ploso village there is a cemetery. a limp-legged young man with long black hair clamoring for his shoulders was seen standing lowered in front of an old, long-irreaved tomb and covered in wild grass. with both of his pale yet muscular hands he began to clean the old tomb.

Actually with his magic he could easily sweep away the grass of the bush in one flick of hand, but he preferred to pluck it one by one. after praying for his late father, who was lying there, the young man began to leave the cemetery.

His steps were stalled at once when appeared a young man and a beautiful girl in white clothes who was seen running into the old cemetery. from their agitated attitude and fear as well as their white blood-stained clothes, it was clear that both of them had been injured and were being chased by someone.

These two people were shocked and alert when they saw that a pale young man was standing in the middle of the old cemetery, they were panicking to hear the sound of the cries of many people getting closer.

With a worried look the two young men immediately ran into the old cemetery. next they had to glance at the limp who seemed to not care. these two men hid behind a large seeped tree and shrubbery on the edge of the graveyard.The limp sighed. as he walked his feet blotted out the blood spills left on the ground.

Not long after, ten men dressed in all black and armed with swords. Half of their faces are not visible because they are covered with a piece of black cloth limited to the mouth and nose. in an instant, they were at the funeral.

Surprisingly and suspiciously they observed a young man with a black iron rod sitting on a stone, thinking from his condition that he was meeting a homeless man or a poor bully.

''As soon as you check this whole place, from the blood that was left behind it is clear that the two hunts we entered this burial place.!'' the command of the person who stands at the front despite wearing a veil, but from his hair that began to gray can be sure it is old middle-aged.maybe this person is the leader of the gang.

''Haa., ha., ha., you will not be able to find what you are looking for.'' suddenly the young homeless man cried out and laughed. simultaneously they moved around the young man who was just sneering sinisterly.

''Young tramp., what are you laughing at..''

''You know what we're looking for, quickly answer.!'' snarl them furiously.

The one in question just nodded silently without speaking while stretching out his palm.because everyone snorted loudly. ''In this world nothing is free, give me two pieces of silver, I will tell you where your two hunters are going and who has helped them.!''

Everyone looked at each other and changed their faces. ''Fuck the scenery, quickly tell me what you mean just now. Or we break your nose bone.

''I said give me two pieces of silver. I'll tell you everything I know. Remember the longer we talk the farther they go from here. and don't try to threaten me because I'm not a coward.!'' the young man counter-bluffed.from his pair of eyes at a glance sheathed a sinister cold sharp radiance, unconsciously everyone shuddered his heart.

The leader of the horde quickly realized that this homeless young man might not be an arbitrary person.he could be a member of one of the beggar associations.

''As your request, two pieces of silver for the answer. Now tell me everything you know, where the two young men and the girl in white clothes ran away. also ready for the person you said helped them.!'' said the leader while throwing two pieces of silver at the limp.

It was not an ordinary throw but overlaid with energy in height.The distance between them was only three steps, the two pieces of silver whizzed quickly snatched.The young man spat.His left hand glazed into the haphazard air. two pieces of silver money shot out as if held back just a inch from the limp's hand before falling into his grasp.!

Everyone was stunned.what the homeless young man showed was not a random game. Now they realized they were meeting kosen people.

''A pair of handsome and beautiful young men in white clothes, they were quite badly injured but still able to move. they had indeed entered here before being helped by a white-robed old man and carrying a sword on his back, the young man replied without caring about everyone who was still besieging, he stood up and started to leave.

''Wait a minute, buddy, you have not said where the two young men went.'' said the leader as he stretched his sword. ''Give me one piece of silver for the answer..''

''Brazen vagabond, dare you really play a ruse with us.!''

''Damn shit, I chopped you up.!'' snapped the two people standing to the right left of the leader.One stormed them immediately release three sword stabs towards the chest that ended with one stroke cutting the neck.!

Everyone there thought that the limp would at least be severely injured or even perish in the lunge of his partner's second sword who had quite great silat. but what happened next was beyond anyone's expectations.

As the two sharp swords threatened, the limp's body remained motionless.but his raised iron stick struck as fast as lightning pierced and stomped.!

'Whuuut., Whuuuut., Sraaat.!'

'Traaaang., Craaang., traang.!'

''Aaaakh., Aaoorkh.!''

Two mental swords broke in the air. both owners fell down with a hollow broken throat. still had time to spray red blood accompanied by a sound of snoring like an animal in slaughtered, before finally their bodies were still not moving.just one breakthrough, one stabbing stick attack style that is not clear form.but the result is very deadly.!

''These two of your men have no taste of bread, so foolish they are to cherish their own lives with just a piece of silver..'' said the limp while fondling two pieces of silver money that he just took from the pockets of the clothes of the two corpses.