The Dragon Warrior Sakti
Farewell to the Dragon Valley
It did not feel thirteen years already Anggala was in the dragon valley. Anggala grew into a strong young man, his body was muscular, his skin was white, his body was burly, muscular and tall, if there was a girl to see it would be crazy to see a young man as handsome as Anggala.
Now all the knowledge of Dragon Hermit and Dragon Warrior Sakti before Lesmana, Anggala has mastered, from the basic stance, core, internal energy, body lightening science. Everything was perfect he learned, the time of separation with the two teachers was getting closer.
That night inside the hut, a light illuminated the room, the three warriors were gathering.
They sit in the living room after dinner, they usually talk, but tonight it feels so quiet, they feel like they are dissolved in each other's minds.
"Wolf!" The Dragon Hermit broke the silence.
"I'm the cake" Anggala replied.
"How many years have you been in the dragon valley?" ask the grandfather.
"Thirteen years of cake" Anggala replied.
"What did you get while you were here?" ask the grandfather again.
"Many, kek," answered Anggala, "Science of the world and the science of the Hereafter,!" he continued short but solid.
"You're right, science, monotheism, piqih, all that for your afterlife, sports science, that's your world science, today it's thirteen years you're here, tatanegara science taught by your teacher's uncle, it's not useless, I used to find you unconscious, brought with you a white eagle, it's probably not a coincidence" explained the grandfather.
"That's all your destiny, you're destined to be a great warrior, a sword of the dragon with whom you are a match, that sword has chosen you to be its heir, so use it to defend the weak and the truth,!"
"The book of the mighty dragon was destined to be learned, we can learn the science of the sacred footprint because of you,!"
"There was actually a necklace on your chest that day,!" added the grandfather, handing over a necklace, bearing the words Anggala.
"Yes, Angal,!" continued Lesmana, "Maybe you are the crown prince of Mandalika kingdom, son of my cousin Jaksana, he had told me, that his son named Anggala lesmana, he took my name at the end of his son's name.
"He told me that on his son's left arm there was a dragon tattoo, and on your left arm there was a dragon tattoo, I don't think I'm wrong anymore, you're my cousin's nephew" Lesmana said.
"If you go down the mountain, go back to the kingdom of Mandalika, so that your parents are happy to know that their son is alive" Pinta Lesmana said.
"That's your personal duty" continued the dragon hermit, "A few years ago exactly twenty years ago, I once raised a disciple of two, one named rangga and one named fathik, both I gave the flying dragon and the black dragon, they came down the mountain fifteen years ago, a few years later I heard Rangga disappeared from the martial world, because he fought with the number one black faction, the Red Devil Lifesaver. But what happened with Fhatik, he was tempted treasure, he became a black faction figure with the title of Black Dragon Swordsman,"
"Grandfather wants you to look for him, and snatch the book of the black dragon, which he has misused, your uncle Lesmana once fought with him, but since he was helped by the Red Devil, your uncle was forced to retreat, so he was forced to do so, and one more thing to find out the whereabouts of your teacher uncle Rangga, the Flying Dragon Swordsman, if you want to learn the science of the Flying Dragon, you can learn from him," said the Dragon Hermit again.
"But let's not forget, first you have to go west, there's an old friend, asking for uncle's help, a few days ago by telepathy," asked Lesmana, "They have the title Angry Angel, and Bad Angel, and, uncle heard that they also have a disciple, if you meet him later, say you are Lesmana disciple of the Dragon Warrior Sakti from the Dragon Valley," added Lesmana again.
"Maybe it's just a task that's said from us. But let's not forget, little people, weak people, it's our job to defend him, if you need help, you can contact us, through the telepathic science that we've been teaching," Lesmana added.
"This one life never forgets your creator, the great God, if you are in trouble ask for his help" said the Dragon Hermit, holding the shoulders of Anggala.
"Okay uncle, grandfather teacher, I will not forget your message. All the teachings of my uncle and grandfather, are the guidelines of my life," Anggala replied, his heart sad to have to part with those who took care of him from the age of five, until now.
"Well Anggala, let's go to bed, tomorrow morning, is a new day for you," said Lesmana sparkling, looking rather sad he would part with his only student.
The bright morning of the sun shining in the east, Anggala had taken a bath early in the morning, this morning he was about to leave the dragon valley, and embark on an adventure in his life.
The Dragon Hermit Grandfather and the Master this morning had finished cooking, they prepared provisions, for Anggala to take along on his journey.
After they finished breakfast, Anggala was ready to leave, the sword of the mighty dragon had been slung on his back, the luncheon was ready, the new clothes given by the teacher had been worn.
Ash-coloured long shirt, on the inside, sleeveless blue robe on the outside, the,
blue headband, tie his hair.
Anggala looked more handsome than usual, with his clothes so bright, as bright as the sun this morning.
"The wolf, call the white eagle, he will accompany you to the west, if you need him, you just call him again,!" the teacher lesmana said.
Suits...! suit..........!"
The wolf whistled loudly, before long it appeared that a giant bird was swooping sharply at them.
"Oh..!" "soo.....,!" "b.....!"
Rajawali greeted his three masters, while descending before the three of them, the eagle thrust his head towards the dragon ascetic, then towards Lesmana, lastly, just towards Anggala, the eagle nodded his head three times then silent.
"Kingivali," said Lesmana, "From today, your master is Anggala, obey him, as you obey us,!" lesmana said to white eagle.
"Oh yeah...,!" "Oh yeah...,!" rajawali nodded his head, because he understood what Lesmana said.
"Wolf, from today on your nickname is the Swordsman of the Dragon Sakti" said the teacher.
"But with that title many think twice about fighting you, and many will challenge you!" added again.
"One last message from Grandpa to you!" add the Dragon Hermit, "Never be arrogant with the knowledge you have, for in the sky, there is still the sky,!" message from grandfather. Anggala just nodded weakly, "Good Cake," he replied.
"Go my grandson, if you miss coming back here, we will always be here" he added, because it holds sad.
"Message grandfather, out there don't be too stiff, like here, otherwise the girls will be afraid of you," recalls the Dragon Hermit, covering up his grief while chuckling.
Anggala hugged the grandfather and then regretted it, then the teacher was also embraced, and in his greeting, then he moved with a slow step towards the eagle, who had been waiting for him.
"Goodbye uncle Master. Goodbye grandfather teacher, pray Anggala safe always in the day, after all is done, Wolf will return to the dragon valley," he said while patting the eagle's neck slowly.
"Let's go," Anggala's orders. After he sat down on the neck of the eagle.
"Oh yeah.....!" rajawali replied, while darting into the air like an arrow out of his bow.
Lesmana and the dragon hermit still stood there, until Anggala completely disappeared from their sight.
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