
Riki had already bought one of the martial books for 300 K points.
He immediately opened the book so thin and tried what was written in it.
"What is this martial art that tells me to meditate?" riki said astonished.
"Master, try it first," Lala replied a little anxious with Riki's complaints.
Riki took a cross-legged position and began to close his eyes.
Next to Riki's eyes peeked, "Nothing happened!" abugn.
Lala's little hand even patted Riki's eel. "It's only been a minute hoping it happens!"
Riki tried to be patient and closed his eyes again.
"Don't forget to regulate your breathing too!" lala reminded.
Finally Riki felt his body getting lighter and lighter until his head felt touched something.
"Did I float and touch the ceiling of my room?" mummified Riki.
The curious Riki then opened his eyes and instead found himself in a narrow dark place.
"Lala, is this what you're doing?" riki was upset.
However, someone suddenly silenced his mouth from behind.
"Sttts... Raka, are you crazy? Don't be noisy or we'll all get caught!" he whispered.
'Who is this guy? Why am I called Raka and where is this?'
Riki was completely flustered until Lala finally appeared.
"Lala, where is this?" ask Riki over telepathy.
Everyone in that dark place couldn't see Lala.
"Your soul is sucked in the mysterious power of the book" explains Lala.
"So, what happened?" asked Riki again, still in his mouth silenced.
"It looks like you're going back in time" Lala replied.
Riki was very surprised, but he had to remain calm in this situation.
Then Riki signaled to the people behind him that he would cooperate.
That person finally released his hand from Riki's mouth.
"Jeek! It smells!" riki in the heart.
"We can't move before we get a signal from another group of troops" the man said.
After getting a signal from the other group, they finally moved out.
"Everything! Let's advance!" yelled the man.
They were dressed like ancient warriors, carrying spears and some wearing swords.
Riki who did not know anything immediately advanced the front, but he turned back right in front of him saw many troops from the enemy side.
"Raka! Why are you back again!" said the man earlier, pulling Riki to join the war.
The battle was inevitable when the troops from Riki's side began to charge into the enemy camp.
There was the sound of swords crashing into each other and coming into contact with each other.
The troops from both sides were in a fiery state, trying to defeat each other.
In the midst of chaos, Riki tries to find a way to survive.
Then, he had the idea to pretend to be a corpse or a fallen soldier.
The atmosphere of the war was so chaotic, with cries of exclamations and screeches echoing along the battlefield.
The cries and screams were mixed in the midst of the chaos.
Blood flowed, painting the ground in red. The sprawling bodies of men and women also became silent witnesses of this battle.
The battle involved not only sharp weapons, but also magic and magical power from trained warriors.
Flashes of light such as from magic spells, energy blasts that rattled the battlefield, and the strong protection of the soldiers became an inseparable part of the battle.
"Vangkee! The lala! What situation is this?" ask Riki over telepathy.
The longer the battle lasted, the more victory seemed to belong to the troops who had been with Riki.
Riki noticed the face of one of the soldiers from the enemy side who was not from this country.
They were narrow-eyed, white-skinned, and seemed to have come from the land of bamboo curtains.
Along with the retreat of the enemy forces, the fall of the head and the eruption of the strangulation of victory echoed in the air.
The troops who had been with Riki, despite being exhausted and injured, were proud of the victory they had achieved in this battle.
"Life Raden Wijaya!" they shouted after successfully repelling the enemy forces.
Hearing their cheers made Riki remember one of the books he had read in the library yesterday.
"I-this? Did I really go to the 13th century?" said Riki dumbfounded.
Riki recalled the history of the Mongol Empire led by Kublai Khan was a very powerful kingdom in the 13th century AD.
At that time, the Mongol Empire had a territory spread across various countries, such as Russia, Central Asia, China, Iraq, Poland, and Southeast Asia.
Raden Wijaya himself was the founder and first king of Majapahit Kingdom.
"Raka, are you hurt?" ask one of the soldiers when they see Riki's body full of blood stains.
"No, this is the blood of my enemy!" said Riki pretending to put on sangar's face.
"Haha! Good, you are quite brave despite being young!" praise the soldier.
Lala then immediately informs him about the man, his name is Jaka, Raka's friend.
"Then, who is this Raka? Did my soul get into his body?" riki was confused.
"Raka comes from a family that is considered a hero, Riki. His father, Jaka Alam, was a famous soldier who died in battle against the enemy. Therefore, you are considered to be the successor to the greatness and courage of your father," explained Lala.
Riki was silent for a moment, he had no idea what was going on.
After finishing helping to clean up the scattered bodies, Riki was forced to follow the troops and arrived in the Majapahit Kingdom.
One month later, Riki began participating in the strenuous training activities organized by the kingdom.
During that time Riki was also looking for a way to go back and practice martial arts from his book.
"Now that the training is over, let's go for a walk!" take Bolot, Riki's new friend.
Bolot is her nickname and Riki doesn't really remember her real name.
However, they were suddenly intercepted by another soldier from Ranggalawe's group.
Here, Riki is joined by Nambi's army group and Ranggalawe's soldiers like to look for trouble with them.
"Hey, I heard you are the youngest strongest warrior in Nambi's army" they said.
"Why indeed?" ask Riki.
The faces of the two soldiers reminded Riki of Syahrul and Gin, his schoolmates in modern times.
"Let's exchange some moves with me!" challenge the man nicknamed Tanuk Kebo.
"Raka, don't run him!" reprimand Bolot.
"Shut up!" tanuk Kebo.
It just so happened that Raka had just learned a new martial art and she wanted to give it a try. "Well, I accept your challenge!"
Tanuk Kebo and Raka stood facing each other in the middle of the open field.
Their eyes were filled with fighting spirit and determination to show their best moves.
Tanuk Kebo is a martial artist with another nickname, "Kebo Crazy", while Riki is still a beginner who has just mastered the new style he has learned.
Without waiting any longer, Tanuk Kebo instantly launched his first attack.
He leaped high into the air, twisting his body agilely, and chased after Raka with a punch-like punch.
However, Riki who had prepared himself well, quickly absorbed the attack and retaliated with the new moves he had.
Riki swung his right hand at incredible speed, launching a series of accurate punches towards Tanuk Kebo.
The strength of his new stance was able to make his opponent surprised for a moment.
Tanuk Kebo quickly dodged Raka's attack, but a few blows managed to hit him.
"Be careful, Sir. He is not a person who can be easily conquered!" lala's reprimand via telepathy.
"I know," answered Riki remained vigilant
Sure enough, Tanuk Kebo immediately issued his flagship style.
He launched an attack that was much stronger and faster than before.
However, Riki with his agility and skill managed to avoid and secure himself from the dangerous blow.
"It's still a wonder why I can do this, but why are modern-day people not this great?" said Riki.
"Focus Mister!" lala Tegur.
Lala continued to accompany Riki everywhere. His body is small and can fly as he pleases.
"The rumors are true!" tanuk Kebo said slightly praising Riki.
Both are getting serious in throwing attacks and surviving every blow of their opponents.
Their punches and kicks kept flashing through the air, creating a blazing impact sound.
"Lala, I want to go back!" riki was overwhelmed.
Despite trying his best, Tanuk Kebo's skills and experience are still far above Riki's.
At certain moments, Riki desperately had to avoid immediately the dangerous attack launched by Tanuk Kebo.
"I admit, your style is amazing" Raka said with a slight gasp.
"I also admit it," Tanuk Kebo replied with a smile. "You have great potential, Raka. Practice harder and who knows someday you can beat me."
Tanuk Kebo immediately left after successfully making Riki overwhelmed and almost injured by his attack.
Riki really did not understand the thoughts of the ancient people, but he felt that he had to train even harder.
"When can I go home?" riki said sadly at night.
"Perhaps after successfully mastering all the styles of this book," replied Lala.
Seriate.