The Fire Dragon Sword
The Woman of Celebes II
"I'm sorry for my brother-in-law's kindness". Arung bowed his head while forcing his sister to come down.
"I'm not mistaken brother, he stole the look while I was training". Emmy defended herself.
" Emy!". Bentak Arung to his sister.
"It's okay, what he said was right and I accidentally saw him practicing". Sabrang felt bad to see them fighting.
"It's not like that I mean, it's impossible for a Fire Dragon user to steal the science of a small sect like us". Aung still doesn't feel good about Sabrang.
Emmy gasped in shock at hearing Arung mention the Fire Dragon. The strongest heirloom user from Jawata land who yesterday saved his sect turned out to be very young even his age.
"Oh, forget. I'm not fighting it".
"Sister looking for me?". Emmy tried to divert the conversation.
"Yes the teacher called you, there's something he wants to talk about".
"With me?". Emmy scrunched her forehead in wonder.
"Right, come with me". Bring Direction.
"You too let's come with me, the duke is meeting the teacher".
Sabrang nodded slowly and followed from behind.
***
Wardhana immediately stood up and knelt when he saw Arung coming with Sabrang.
"Honor to His Majesty". Said Wardhana slowly.
"Get up uncle, don't be so formal".
"Your highness?". Emmy scrunched her forehead and turned towards Arung asking for an explanation.
"He was the crown prince of one of the kingdoms in the land of Jawata". Bisik Arung's.
"It is only fitting that his attitude be at will, son of the King". Emmy in the heart.
"Emmy sit down here, the duke would like your help drawing the atmosphere of the cloud fog forest". Call Malewa.
"The cloud fog forest?". Emmy asked confusedly.
Malewa then recounts the intention of the warriors coming from the land of Jawata and the possibility of the gate to the city of gold is in the forest of Cloud fog.
Emmy nodded after hearing his teacher's explanation. His tiny hands began to draw on Wardhana scrolls, occasionally he was seen thinking and recalling the state of the forest.
Emmy has indeed entered the forest several times while studying Canuragan science, he felt his concentration could be doubled if in a quiet place. But he did not expect at least the place was the entrance of the legendary city of Wentira.
"If you're looking for a bamboo plant, I see it on the edge of this ravine near a broken ghost bridge". Point Emmy at one of the pictures.
"Phantom bridge?". Wardhana scrunched her forehead.
"We call it a ghost bridge because no one really saw it but some people have testified if they saw a bridge that has been broken into the abyss". Arung gave an explanation.
"Have you seen her in the woods before?".
Emmy shook her head softly "As long as I was training there, the bridge never showed up".
"intriguing". Wardhana murmurs slowly.
"This is all I can describe sir, but is it okay if you go there when the forest is guarded by warriors of the blood-red Slope?".
"It's okay, your drawing will help me a lot to make plans".
"Teacher, let me come along". Emmy whined to her teacher.
"Emmy the mission this time will be very dangerous, I don't want you in danger. I'd feel guilty for your late parents if anything happened to you". Malewa nodded slowly.
"Teacher, I'm the only one who knows the forest, I'm sure I can help".
Malewa took a deep breath, she best understood Emmy's stubbornness. If he has a desire, it will be difficult to prevent.
"All right, but I won't let you stay away from me in the woods".
"Thank you teacher". Emmy's face looks excited. Her beautiful face looks more radiant when a smile is formed on her lips. This is what was Sabrang's concern.
"Tomorrow before sunrise we leave, lest you be late".
"Good teacher".
***
The night atmosphere of the Dragon Sect of the sky above the mountain was very dark and silent which was aggravated by the cover of the moon that night.
All of the sect members seemed to be preparing for tomorrow's journey towards the cloud fog forest.
"Anom". Sabrang pulls the keris in the air and directs it to the ground. The dagger seemed to be darting at high speed and stuck into the ground before disappearing into a black aura.
"Is it not difficult to control two heirlooms at once?". Emmy's voice shocked Sabrang.
"Is this action of yours also stealing a look?". Ejek Sabrang while pulling the two navels and disappeared in his body.
"The heirloom entered his body?". Emmy murmured in my heart.
"I was just a little distracted by the sound of swords clashing and came to see it".
Sabrang gave a small smile before sitting on a stone to reorganize his breathing.
"Is it not difficult to control the strongest heirloom of the Fire Dragon?". Emmy repeated her question and sat down next to Sabrang.
Sabrang shook his head softly "If you already feel fused with your sword then there is no style that is difficult for you to master. You should consider your sword your friend because only it can save you in battle". Point Sabrang at Emmy's sword.
"Queen?". Emmy looks confused.
"Your sword moves were deadly but you still look stiff and think too much, which makes you a little slow".
"Can I borrow your sword?". Sabrang extended his hand.
Emmy nodded slowly and handed over her sword.
Sabrang took some firewood and burned it with fire in his hand. He wanted to make a fireplace before he showed Emmy something.
"It looks like you don't need a rock to start a fire". Emmy's ejek with a smile.
"Rather than thinking, swordsmanship focuses more on instinct. Let your instincts guide what moves you should use at that time. If you fuse with your sword then your body will bring out all hidden abilities". Sabrang demonstrates Emmy's sword style.
Emmy flinched in shock at Sabrang's movements. "How can he master my fog sword style?".
Emmy stared in amazement at the sword movements Sabrang displayed. His speed, precision and position are perfectly correct.
"May help you grow". Sabrang bowed his head before handing Emmy the sword and walking away.
"Can you hang out with me for a second?". Emmy's raucous voice stopped Sabrang's steps. There is sadness in it.
Sabrang looked a little confused looking at Emmy, the rude girl who had attacked him now looked moody.
"Alright, I'm used to sleeping in the open". Sabrang walked over and sat back next to the girl.
"I'm sorry for attacking you earlier". Said slowly.
"Not to think about it, I'd do the same thing if I were in your position".
"Dad and my mother were a pair of warriors from the Sky Dragon sect, they killed the blood red slope warriors right in the cloud fog forest. My parents were killed while investigating the forest, and they strongly believed that the city of gold really existed. Now that you've come also for the sake of that city, is it as important as that golden city for you?".
Sabrang scratched his non-itchy head, he was at a loss to answer what.
"My parents were killed when I was born, when I started to find out the grudges in me were raging at the time. I wanted to skin the man who killed my parents but slowly I realized one thing. Great powers contain great responsibility as well. And you know what? the man who killed my parents is now with me trying to stop the mess of the martial world.
What's inside that golden city could endanger the whole martial world including us, I feel a responsibility to stop everything and protect this world for the sake of the people who matter in my life. That's my only goal in finding the city of gold".
Emmy turned to Sabrang and looked at him, a handsome face that he had almost killed this afternoon. Something happened back then, Emmy felt her heart pound faster than usual. His face was flushed like it had been hit by a deep power attack.
He threw his face away to cover up his nervousness.
"Great power contains great responsibility huh? those words came out of my father's mouth before he was found dead in the woods".
"You should be proud of them, they use their strengths to help others".
"Is that so?". Emmy ventured to put her head on Sabrang's boat. It had been a long time that he bore the burden of vengeance on his parents and only this time did he feel relieved after hearing Sabrang's words.
Sabrang went awry as the distance between the two was so close, he could even hear Emmy's heartbeat speeding up.
"Does a King always have many concubines?". Emmy's question arrived.
"Huh?". Sabrang scrunched his forehead confused by Emmy's question.
"Jawab only!". Emmy said a little upset.
"How do I know, I grew up and grew up on the run with my teacher but I heard you had a concubine".
Emmy is seen smiling hearing Sabrang's innocent answer. He then closed his eyes, for the first time he slept peacefully without being haunted by the grudges of his parents. " Thank you". He muttered before sleeping on Sabrang's boat.
***
The sound of Arung woke Sabrang from his sleep. He looked at Emmy sitting last night and couldn't find her.
"He's gone to prepare with a flushed face, you're really in danger". Ejek Arung chuckles while remembering the two women who fought each other to attract his attention.
Sabrang looks confused to hear Arung's words.
"Basic stupid! Never mind, let's get ready the teacher is waiting in front. We must hurry to the cloud fog forest because of the news I heard from the Blood-red Slope Leader until he came alone to the forest, it seems like they have found an important clue". Bring Direction.