The Fighter

The Fighter
Chapter 366 Chaos


Ayodya Putri turned her head towards the source of the voice, and when a brightly smiling young girl approached the young man in front of her, her reaction became unpleasant. Moreover, quickly, Chakra Ashanka also shifted his gaze from Ayodya Putri to Sekar Ratih.


"Where's Ashan kang from? Aunt Rengganis has been asking for the whereabouts of the leg." Sekar Ratih was directly responsible to the young man.


"So I had a little business, Ratih. Where is your mother currently?" quickly, the youngster forgot the whereabouts of Princess Ayodya. His right hand rubbed Sekar Ratih's head slowly, and the little girl looked very happy to get that treatment from the young man.


"Aunt Ratih is currently resting, after spending some time to regulate his breathing energy. Seeing his lips sleep, Ratih finally dares to come out of the room." the girl responded to the words Ashanka Chakra.


Ayodya Putri's face was being bent, seeing how the little girl's presence could distract Ashanka's Chakra from her. Looking at the familiarity of the youngster and the young girl in front of him, the girl's emotions were like being re-pumped up.


"Uhuk... uhuk..., did Kang Ashan forget that there was still a Princess here?" irritated by what was in front of her, Ayodya Putri pretended to cough.


Chakra Ashanka and Sekar Ratih turned their heads and set their eyes on the young girl.


"It turns out you're still here, I think you've passed away leaving me." with a flat face like no guilt, Chakra Ashanka again facing towards Ayodya Putri. Sekar Ratih looked at the young girl with a dislike look.


"Is it so fast that Kang Ashan ignores the Princess? Not that we were talking, and this little girl was interrupting our conversation." with a cynical look like hinting jealousy, Ayodya Putri spoke a little bit sniffly.


Feeling that he had taught Princess Ayodya a lesson since then, Chakra Ashanka finally fell for the girl.


"Alright.., if you don't want to go back to where you came from, it's not good that we've been the object of people's spectacle since. We sat in the tavern in this inn. Meet Princess, this little girl is my little sister named Sekar Ratih. Call him Ratih." the young man introduced Sekar Ratih as his sister, and the look on the little girl's face changed.


Hearing Ashanka's Chakra explanation about Sekar Ratih, the look on Ayodya Putri's face quickly returned bright. The three men finally walked towards the tavern, and it turned out that the guards of Ayodya Putri had already prepared a place for them.


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Outside the inn


The two people who had fought with Ashanka Chakra because of Princess Ayodya, had suddenly come to the front of the inn. This time his arrival was not alone, but was accompanied by five other men, and one man dressed luxuriously.


The arrival of some of those people caused a commotion, because with its passage they would make a commotion if there were people they thought were blocking them. With sharp gazes and full expressions of anger, they circulated a glance around the inn.


"How is the manager.., are we going to mess up this place, or ask for information first with the innkeeper?" one of the guards asked the man dressed in luxury.


"We saw the guards of Den Ayu Ayodya Putri were around this inn. Look at the two men who seemed to be preparing on that front. They're the young girl's bodyguard, the master, and we believe Den Ayu is also inside the inn." Seeing the whereabouts of the Princess Ayodya's bodyguards, the men concluded.


"If so, wait a little bit. Let's find them immediately.." Without lingering, the man entered the front of the shipment with a few people with him. The inn's security guards rushed over and blocked their steps, which seemed to be crowding into the inn.


"Stop your step Ki Sanak.., is there any interest in this inn?" carefully, the two guards asked them.


"We are looking for Den Ayu Ayodya Princess and a young boy. We saw if they entered this inn. Move aside, don't block us!" in a rude tone, the men answered the security guard's questions. They were determinedly slender through her guard, and the plush-clothed man simply stared with a sinister look.


"Please wait a minute, we'll find Ki Sanak first. Do not enter in this way, will be able to disturb the visitors of the inn." with a face full of worry, the guards tried to block them.


"Brukk.., aaakh.." without speaking, the men pushed the bodies of the two guards backwards. Without any preparation, the two bodies of the inn guards lurched backwards.


Without looking over, those people arrogantly slammed into the inn. Several guards outside the inn also ran inside to block the arrogant people.


"Blamm.., brakkk" several tables and chairs in the front room of the inn scattered. Without the slightest fear, those people made a riot in that place.


The visitors ran to hide, they were frightened to see the chaos. Shouts of women and children rang out inside the inn, seeing the men screwing up.


"Den Ayu Ayodya Putri. Or this inn will we.destroy.." in a loud voice, the people shouted calling her Ayodya Princess.


There were no answers from those who were there. The security guards tried to pull the guards out.


"Don't make a mess here. We hope you guys get out of the inn soon." The guards have been trying to lower their tone. But apparently those people have lost their minds. Roughly speaking, those people were getting more and more raging.


"She.., pang... Klang.." A small fight took place in the inn at the front. The furniture looked like a lot had been destroyed, and suddenly a sword slid uncontrollably to where the guest of the inn seemed to be running to save themselves. The face of the security guard looked pale, as he would not be able to reach the sword even though he ran and jumped.


"Sretti... Klang.." suddenly from inside the inn a long cloth seemed to flicker, in front of the eyes of the people who were there, the shawl twisted the sword rod. Without waiting for long, the sword was thrown back towards the culprit and fell on the floor.


People's eyes were wide open to see the owner of the scarf. A beautiful woman who was no longer young, seemed to hold a long cloth and looked at people sharply.


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