The Return of the Fire Dragon Swordsman
Equally Dilicious

The banner of Tejo Laksono immediately rushed towards near the bonfire which was the center of a warm conversation between them. Tumenggung Ludaka and Demung Gumbreg immediately shifted their sitting position to make room for Panji Tejo Laksono.

"Away from far away? What answer is that? Mention your home area clearly", said Irawati as she stared at the recently seated Panji Tejo Laksono. The girl's eyes were immediately glued for a moment after seeing the good looks of the young man sitting across the fireplace.

"Oh if that's what is asked, we come from the Seloageng Duchy and Bracelet Regency.

We have a need to go to Kalingga so also later pass through Kadipaten Kembang Kuning as well", reply Panji Tejo Laksono immediately.

"Then we're in line. What if we leave together tomorrow morning? The more people we will travel the safer we are.

I've been hearing bad-tasting pricks lately. There are some parties who are ambitious to become the leader of the white school, working with several black schools to smooth their plans.

One of them is Ki Gendar Pekik aka the God of the North Wind from the North Coastal College. It is said that he reportedly collaborated with the Red Bat Academy and the Flower Poison School to intercept anyone suspected of supporting the Rishi Guru Jnanabajra of Ungaran Hermitage to become the leader of the white school. I heard that they have collaborated to finish Mundinglaya's life from the Kali Serayu Valley College which supports the Guru Jnanabajra Rishi to advance as the leader" said Begawan Suradharma with a heavy sigh.

"Indeed, so important is the position of the leader of the white stream that it is necessary to bet lives?

Are they crazy?", said Demung Gumbreg as he stuffed half-empty cassava into his mouth.

"For the layman, it is indeed useless but for the swordsmen, it is the highest honor. Even Gusti Prabu Jayengrana from Kadiri also heard a voice coming out of the lips of the leadership of the white flow. So it can be said that being the leader of the white sect is already equivalent to mahamantri in the state palace despite not having the authority in general", Begawan Suradharma stroked his whitened beard.

Mmmmmm..

"It's just fine if it's such a scramble. If Begawan Suradharma himself tends to prefer who to be the leader of the white school? Ki Gendar Pekik or Resi Guru Jnanabajra?", Panji Tejo Laksono continued the conversation.

"If personally, I am more supportive of the Rishi Guru Jnanabajra to advance as the leader of the white sect. Because he is wise and wise in his actions. As the elder of Gunung Ungaran Hermitage, in addition to his high knowledge of empowerment, he never did anything that violated the norms of society or inappropriate behavior.

While Ki Gendar Pekik aka the God of North Wind prefers to be flattered and praised. He was a crazy person of respect and wanted to stand out for himself. Sometimes often do things that are out of the limit of shortness norms that have been set.

Therefore, to be honest, I am more inclined to Rishi Guru Jnanabajra to lead in the future", replied Begawan Suradharma with a faint smile.

That night the rain continued to fall around the place until the morning before arriving.

The rooster's rustic roosting roosters signify that morning has come. One by one the birds begin to come out of their nests to fight against the rigors of a life of foraging for themselves and their families.

In the morning, several farmers and farmers began to pass on the road near where the group of Panji Tejo Laksono spent the night. Although the streets were muddled with a few puddles of brownish murky water did not hinder their intention to cultivate their land and fields. Some traders also began to pass by transporting their merchandise in the form of produce and handicrafts towards the city of Pakuwon Randublatung, where the market today is open for once a week.

Nyi Kinanti himself had said goodbye to Panji Tejo Laksono before people woke up from their sleep because they had to return to their trading place on the edge of the Jipang crossing pier.

"I beg you to say goodbye, Gusti Prince. I have to go back to my place because Pangesti and his friends must have been waiting for my arrival" Nyi Kinanti said respectfully to Panji Tejo Laksono.

"Hopefully on another occasion we can still meet again, Nyi..

Thank you for the help you gave me. I will never forget it", Panji Tejo Laksono replied immediately.

Nyi Kinanti immediately jumped on her horse and kicked the runner towards the Jipang region.

After the departure of Nyi Kinanti, the group of Panji Tejo Laksono began to prepare to continue the journey. Now the group grew in size with the addition of Begawan Suradharma, Irawati and Sujiwa.

They immediately drove his horse towards Pakuwon Randublatung City. The water that pooled in the streets splashed as their horse legs tracked them.

After filling the stomach for a while at a food stall in Pakuwon Randublatung City, the group immediately continued its journey westward. Wanua for Wanua they passed to the border of Pakuwon Randublatung with Pakuwon Karangnongko region. At the intersection of Wanua Pandanarum road, they turn left towards Pakuwon Karangnongko area.

By the time the sun was overhead, the group had entered the area of Pakuwon Karangnongko City from the North.

"We should rest in Pakuwon Karangnongko City, Kisanak..

Your girlfriend has just recovered, it is not good if we force ourselves to keep moving. I have a friend who lives in the North of this city, so we should go there", invite Begawan Suradharma to Panji Tejo Laksono who rode beside him. Hearing that, Panji Tejo Laksono immediately turned his head towards Luh Jingga who was riding alone behind him. Although it had improved, but her pale lips signified that she still had a lot of rest.

"I'll come, Begawan. Please lead the way" Panji Tejo Laksono replied immediately.

Approved from Panji Tejo Laksono, Begawan Suradharma immediately directed the group to a silat college on the North bank of Pakuwon Karangnongko City.

In front of the magnificent gate that read the name "Holy Palm Training", Begawan Suradharma stopped his horse footstep.

In the martial world of Jawadwipa Land, in addition to Padepokan Padas Putih there are 5 other white silat colleges that are quite respected. One of them is the Holy Site College of Pakuwon Karangnongko. The number of students who studied at the silat college reached hundreds of people who came from various regions in the Kingdom of Panjalu, Jenggala even to Tatar Pasundan.

Perguruan Tapak Suci itself is led by Resi Linggajati who has 4 students namely Ki Galungan, Woro Mundi, Mpu Lumana and Nyi Rukmaseta. Each of these five disciples was in charge of guiding the disciples of the Holy Site College until they became warriors and warriors in the Yellow Flower Duchy.

Two college gatekeepers on duty immediately blocked the steps of Begawan Suradharma after getting off his horse.

"Do you want to come here, Kisanak? Not everyone is allowed to enter the Sacred Tread College" said the gatekeeper as he looked towards Begawan Suradharma with a probing gaze.

"I'm Begawan Suradharma, from Bojonegoro.

Wanting to meet my old friend, Resi Linggajati", reply Begawan Suradharma with a faint smile.

"Mahaguru Linggajati is doing tapa brata. Please come next time. Please leave this place" said the gatekeeper indifferently.

"It's so arrogant of you!

My teacher came all the way here to meet Resi Linggajati. Is this how the people of the Sacred Site College treat guests who come from far away?", Irawati growled with the actions of the arrogant gatekeeper.

"Shut your mouth, girl ******!

I've been telling you well you even challenged us. You must be taught a lesson", said the gatekeeper who immediately shot towards Irawati while smashing his right hand.

Whuwh!

Bhuuuuu! Bhhuuk!!

Oougghhhhhh!

The gatekeeper pounced hard and fell backwards. Seeing his friend drop, the other gatekeeper quickly lunged forward towards Irawati. Two consecutive site attacks were placed on the disciple of Begawan Suradharma.

Whuwh! Whuwh!

Irawati quickly dodged. Immediately a fierce fight between them occurred in front of the gate of the Sacred Tread College.

The gatekeeper who was dropped by Irawati earlier quickly jumped towards the fist that was near the gate. Soon he hit her repeatedly as a sign that there was danger.

Not long after, dozens of Holy Site College students came out from within the fence of the college. They quickly charged forward towards the group of Panji Tejo Laksono.

At the same time, a shadow flashed quickly and launched a tread attack towards Irawati who had just knocked down her opponent.

Begawan Suradharma langsung melesat cepat dan memapak serangan itu dengan tapak tangan kanannya yang di lambari tenaga dalam tingkat tinggi.

Bllaaaaaarrr!!!

The shadow fell backwards. But he quickly took control of himself and went on fire and landed on the ground. The disciples of the Sacred Land College instantly knew that the black shadow was Ki Galungan, the first disciple of the Linggajati Resi.

Mmmmmm..

'This old man should not be underestimated. My fifth level Holy Site he easily withstood. I mustn't be careless', Inner Ki Galungan.

"Sorry Kisanak,

What do you mean you're making a troublemaker at our place? Please explain it to me" Ki Galungan said quickly.

"Who wants to make a storm? At first my teacher only wanted to meet with your college leader but the bastard instead chased us away like driving away flies", said Irawati quickly.

"Irawati, take care of your manners..

What my student said was true, Kisanak. I'm Begawan Suradharma would like to meet my old friend, Resi Linggajati. But your disciple was being disrespectful and attacked us. What is our fault in defending ourselves?", said Begawan Suradharma with a sigh.

"Suradharma employees? Dragon from Walang Hill?

Oh Jagat Dewa Batara, forgive the sassness of the disciples of the Sacred Tread College, great swordsman. We are willing to go inside. Mahaguru Linggajati has finished doing her meditation. Please come in" said Ki Galungan politely.

"Wait on Begawan Suradharma,

Who are these guys? Are they also your students?", added Ki Galungan while pointing towards Panji Tejo Laksono and his comrades who were still standing in his place without budging.

"They're not my students but they're my traveling companions who want to go to Kalinga. I invite them to ask you for a place to rest for a while before we continue our journey", replied Begawan Suradharma.

"Kawan Tepak Naga from Bukit Walang means also a friend of the Holy Site College. Let's go ahead and get everything to see my teacher".

After saying so, Ki Galungan immediately stepped into the Holy Site College followed by Begawan Suradharma and his two students. Panji Tejo Laksono's entourage tailed behind him.

A man with a thick bearded body thin but muscular looks seemed to be sitting cross-legged on the floor of a large house in the middle of the Sacred Tread College. His wrinkled face with lips that continue to recite the spells of the gods, plus his all-white clothes like a hermit look so authoritative. The eyes of the sepuh man who was closed seemed open after hearing the voice of Ki Galungan facing him.

"Teacher,

Begawan Suradharma from Bojonegoro wants to meet you".

Hearing those words, a smile was engraved on the face as old as Resi Linggajati, the Master of Sacred Tread College. Immediately he grabbed his wooden stick and darted quickly towards Begawan Suradharma who was still standing in the courtyard. Resi Linggajati directly swung his wooden stick towards the head of Begawan Suradharma.

Whhhuuuugg!!

Strong winds roared sharply along with the impact of wooden sticks Resi Linggajati. The old man smiled faintly as he convolutedly avoided the thump of the wooden stick that was eyeing his head. Seeing his attack hit the empty air, Resi Linggajati immediately changed his body movements and quickly slammed his blue left hand palm towards the chest of Begawan Suradharma.

Without a doubt, Begawan Suradharma immediately welcomed the arrival of the attack of the Linggajati Resi while retracing the movement of the leader of the Sacred Tread College with his left hand that was in the Ajian Earth Dragon Tread.

Mmmmmmmmmmmm!!!

Loud explosions were heard as the two palms of their left clashed. Both Resi Linggajati and Begawan Suradharma were pushed back a few steps back.

"Haha..

I did not expect, so long did not meet you are still great as before Suradharma" said Resi Linggajati while laughing loosely.

"You are also still tough as before, old friend", reply Begawan Suradharma with a big smile.

"Hehehe..

Let's go inside my house. Galungan, prepare some food for this old friend of mine soon. Do not be ashamed", ordered Resi Linggajati as he stepped into the porch of his residence followed by Begawan Suradharma.

Demung Gumbreg who saw the way they were friendly, just a head bobble. Tumenggung Ludaka who was near him, immediately approached his closest friend.

"You why Mbreg? Your neck pain?", asked Tumenggung Ludaka immediately. Demung Gumbreg stroked his chin while saying,

"Well-welcome-welcome way.

They're both equally crazy".