The Javanese Land Swordsman
Serge

A sharp-eyed man. Stocky. Not so much to say, but scary. A piece of cloth and some garnish cladding on the body. He was holding a dagger shaped like a burning fire. Bima remembers it, those traits...

“...As Baru Klinting said, it means he is also the perpetrator of the murder of uncle and aunt.. Shit..!”

“The decision is in your hands.. So, what are we going to do,” Nyi Blorong pulled Bima's hand that was lying on the ground.

“Kesal acknowledge... But, we must retreat,” Bima clenched his hand. He knows the limits of what he can do.

“Good balance, then-”

“Wadd.. Wait a minute, do not rush that,” a spear-carrying man blocked their way.

“It turns out she's not alone.”

“This is critical, Bima!”

“Akhirnua we can meet, O Raden from Mataram.!” said the mysterious man.

“Even he called me raden.. Who are you, anyway.?”

“Lah.. Didn't know? Aren't we brothers!?”

“What do you mean?”

“Hahaha.. Then.” the strange man bowed respectfully to Bima, “Include, I am the one named Bagus Wanabaya,” he said as he stomped the spear with the dragon ornament.

“Good Wanabaya.. I remember..! So you are the first rival of Sultan Mataram!”

“Rival? No kidding.. He's under me.. The one who uses such cunning means is not worthy of being called my rival!”

“Hoy spearheaded prince, has not been told do not reveal identity!?” a person's voice sounded from the tree branch above.

“Have nothing to think about, after all they will die soon.. Isn't that right, O Conqueror Trainer?” Demit who claimed to be Bagus Wanabaya turned to the dagger man. They were gathered somewhere in front of Bima and Nyi Blorong.

“Sial..!” cold sweat poured out, Bima no longer knew what kind of expression she wanted. The situation was cornered, making it difficult to think.

All the demits that New Klinting said had finally appeared as well. This time Bima and Nyi Blorong were really in the worst situation. What do they have to do? No one knows. The three Demit Sudra gathered together one place, not a trivial thing anymore.

Everything makes sense now. Strange it feels like their trip when visiting the holy spring is no obstacle. It turns out that the dedemites are always watching and looking for loopholes to give up. But since only three were blocked, there might be a gap for Bima and Blorong to escape.

“I start!” the figure of the dagger man finally spoke. Calmly and expressionlessly, he lunged towards Bima. Along with that, Bagus Wanabaya jumped while pointing a spear at Nyi Blorong.

Ctangs..!

The spear clashed with the hands of Nyi Blorong's scales that transformed itself into its original form. While Bima was bolted and bounced backwards.

“Hmm? A snake? Oohhs.. So you're one of the demites who sided with Mataram's descendants huh..? Interesting though.. We'll see where you'll survive!?”

“Hooyy Milky..! You can hear me.!?” shouting Blorong.

“Cih.. Look where you fucking reptile!?” Bagus Wanabaya strengthened the spear and made Blorong who was carelessly thrown to the ground.

On the other hand, Bima was helpless against the figure standing not far in front of her. He tried to get up, but his body felt very weak. Both hands shake when they touch the ground. As the stagger stood up, Bima saw the demit before her smiling. But not an understatement smile, but a like-

The dagger man walked slowly towards Bima. Without a word, he spiked every blade of grass he passed. As for Bima, she could not move. Holding his limp body, the young man breathed heavily.

For a moment the man moved directly in front of Bima. His hand was already preparing to pierce Bima's chest, but in the last moments the weapon would touch-up

Ting...! The dagger was held back by something. Bima's abdomen and chest were suddenly coated in something golden. The protector reacted and exploded, causing the dagger man to be pushed back.

“Hhmm.. Already risen yes.?”

Nyi Blorong and Bagus Wanabaya stopped the fight as it directly focused on the dazzling golden light. Their amazed gazes were as if saying 'what strength is that?'. However, the figure that was on the top of the tree had not yet come down.

They're all off guard. Nyi Blorong was the first initiative to bring Bima, “ayo. Milky..!” Suddenly, his body stopped in the middle of the road. Something stopped his movement.

“See there only.!” said Demit who was in the tree. In other words, he was the mastermind behind Blorong's immobilization.

“Aarrgghhh.!” spear Bagus Wanabaya successfully penetrated the back of Nyi Blorong.

“Blorong.!” bima shouted while running towards the snake's demit. He immediately held both of his shoulders.

“Bi..ma lar-run!” the pain made Nyi Blorong's sentence stammer.

“Before it...” Good Wanabaya pulled hard his spear until the blood that was green splashed. Then he pointed it at Bima.

Slowly Bima walked backwards. The tip of the spear still continued to follow him. Eventually he hit a tree in the back.

Ctaak..! A spark appeared when the spear almost touched Bima's stomach.

“I don't understand the power you have.. But clearly, the protector only protects your body right.!” Wanabaya was ready to smash Bima's head with his spear. Then-then

Craak..!

“Aa-a..” Bima was stunned to see it. The hand that held the spear was detached from its origin. The man holding the dagger is the culprit.

“She's my prey.”

“But you said yes.. Basic Ga-aargghh” head Nice Wanabaya disconnected due to slash.

“Hoeee... Hoee.. Why did you kill him just because of your ridiculous ambition? You've killed many of our demit comrades.and now.” he's come down from the tree. A demit wearing western-style clothing.

“...”

“Hah.. Never mind, quickly finish...! I'm gone, I'm bored here.” As she left, Nyi Blorong slipped from her shackles. However, the wound did not heal.

Bagus Wanabaya's body faded, leaving an heirloom spear that fell. Then one of the remaining demits took the weapon and threw it at Bima.

“Use this!”

Bima took the weapon. When he touched it, he remembered something. Derived from the tongue of a curse creature, the heirloom spear is named after him-

“...New Klinting.”

That said, the curse spear that when it causes a wound will not be healed. Unless the weapon is destroyed.

“Hhiiaaa..!” as much as possible Bima tried to break the spear. But it looks like this will take some time.

“Stupid basis..! Though already given the opportunity,” smiled for a moment, the big man immediately lunged towards Bima.

Ckraa..! The sound of a broken spear.

Nyi Blorong regained consciousness, then stuck out his elongated tail. Right in front of Bima's face, the dagger stopped. Because at that time the snake woman managed to wrap around the man who became their enemy.

“Blong... Aren't you still hurt?”

Nyi Blorong throws the man as far as possible, then moves closer to Bima, “I'm fine, after all you're the one who got rid of my curse.”

“Do we have a chance to win?” whisik Bima's.

“I'm not sure, because he hasn't been serious.”

“You're right, let alone his identity is not yet known.”

The dagger man is riding. He was ready to start the fight again.

“Stay behind me, Bima!” nyi Blorong.

“Sorry.!”

For a moment Bima felt a strange air. It feels like someone is calling him. Then something pulled him, then he immediately held the hand of Nyi Blorong.

“But Bima, our opponent is heading towards us!”

'Mom, can you hear me?'

When the dagger man arrived before them, suddenly Bima with Nyi Blorong was drawn quickly to the back. The tight tempo made Bima dizzy and closed her eyes. Looking at those who escaped, the demit even grinned.

Bima tried to calm down, but the speed just kept increasing. A few moments later, he suddenly stopped and was shocked.

“Huaaahh..!” Bima woke up with breath gasping, as well as sweat that soaked the body.

“Finally you realize too,” said Wira who sat beside him.

“We are very worried about Mas Bima, see Mbak Baras until such panic!” fatim. Slowly Bima turned to Laras.

“Who is panicking too!? Fatim don't talk carelessly!”

“Why are you here?” ask Bima.

“To be ready to go and wake you up... After seeing your situation, we became worried so gathered here,” replied Wira.

“A soul who took off from raga..”

“Bima, you're so sloppy..! Not mastering Ajian Raga Sukma, then the soul is forced out.. That's very dangerous!” clearly Hero.

“Oh at that time I met-”

“The story will be later! There is still time before we leave, rest first!” slowly the Hero laid back Bima.

“Ah.. All right then.”

“Bima..” stub Laras.

“What? Why are you calling me that!? Like not Laras only.”

“I'm glad you're okay.”