THE SUN GOD SWORD
People's Journey
After 2 hours of traveling, Sungsang Geni's entourage found another village that had long been burning. It seems that the residents here have already been displaced from the villagers that the young man had met.
“Stop!” sungsang Geni.
“Jaka Geni? Why did you stop our horse?” said the leader of the group. “We don't have much time to see sights like this?”
Sungsang Geni put his index finger on his lips, until the sound of hustt sound from his mouth. The young man immediately got off the horse, he turned to some side of the village making the others a little confused.
“Jaka Geni?”
“There are others here, they are in need of help!” sungsang Geni.
The young man was actually listening to the sounds of fighting in the distance, perhaps some people who were fighting a dozen warriors.
It was quite far away, only because of Sungsang Geni's extremely sharp hearing it could still catch the sounds of the fight.
Without thinking any longer, the young man immediately flew rapidly towards the direction of the voice he heard.
After about 5 minutes, he finally arrived in the middle of a cold valley where the river bank was filled with lush bamboo trees.
From his eyes, about 20 warriors in bat robes were besieging two people, one of the two was a boy who was toting a lute.
“ So that lute I heard just now?” Sungsang Geni stroked his chin, he was pretty sure there was something different about the boy.
The 20 demon bat warriors were intending to gang up on the two, making Sungsang Geni furious. But his footsteps paused for a moment when he saw, the little boy who was using the zither plucked his jaw.
The string of harps creates an energy in the shape of hundreds of birds attacking their opponents.
"That's amazing!" Sungsang Geni raised his eyebrows in admiration.
But the boy's strength was no greater than his enemies, hundreds of small birds were easily destroyed.
“Little boy!” snapped at one of the Demon Bat warriors. “You'd better come with us, and be a slave to our master the Toxic Mask. With your cleverness using that thing, you could have been a star entertainer.”
“He won't be anyone's slave!”
The 20 men immediately turned to the source of the voice standing behind them with a sharp look.
“There is one more commoner who sent his life!” say one of them.
“Your signals are brave enough to fight..”
Sungsang Geni took off one small knife right on the man's neck, making his speech only connect with the god of death.
“Satan pedestal!” They pulled a machete-shaped weapon. “Leave your head here as a gift for our master!”
Sungsang Geni smiled slightly, they had not even reached the level of a matchmaker but acted like a hero. The young man grabbed a small twig that still had a leaf at the end of the twig.
He shook his head, facing all of them simultaneously with the twig.The few swords hit by the twig he used were instantly broken into pieces.
The young man had clearly channeled his profound energy into the twig, even a single leaf attached did not fall after several times successfully taking the life of his opponent.
About 3 minutes or maybe 2 minutes, Sungsang Geni only left one opponent alive. The young man did not kill him, because his opponent had already released his weapon while trembling.
“I'll kill this one!” the boy had intended to pluck the strings of the lute, but Sungsang Geni immediately prevented it.
“But sir, he already intends to harm us..” said a man who looks like the grandfather of the little boy.
“No! Even in war, you must not kill your enemies who have no intention of fighting.” Sungsang Geni looked at the old man intently, making him very frightened. “Because that's the difference we have with them.”
“You!” said Sungsang Geni staring at the Demon Bat warrior who was pecking at his place. “If we were you, you'd be dead today. But we're not you guys, and that's the difference.”
After saying that, Sungsang Geni invited the little boy and his grandfather to go from this place to the refugee troupe.
About 2 hundred meters away from them, the 12 people from the swordsman guild could barely keep their mouths shut in shock. They were lucky enough two hours ago not to act stupidly by attacking the young man.
“Can you guys give a ride to both of them?” Sungsang Geni asked the 12 people.
“Ten...of course mr. swordsman.” They eventually gave up two horses, while the rider decided to ride with their friend.
“Ma'af sir, I can't ride a horse!” said the boy's grandfather.
In the end, the grandfather and the boy rode with other warriors, while Sungsang Geni rode his horse alone.
It took several hours, now Sungsang Geni saw hundreds of people with their bundles each was creeping up the hill filled with weeds.
Sungsang Geni could see about 20 warriors were leading their way. Two of the warriors seem to have reached the top of the swordsman without a match.
Among the long rows, a wagon pulled by 4 horses and driven by nearly 10 men rattled across a high hill.
It was their food supply, a few barrels of water and there was probably a pile of dried food they were carrying in a large burlap sack.
After being at the top of the hill, the group paused for a moment. The leader of the group is seen directing the line, and begins to split the drinks.
The leader's face was filled with thick bewok and bald-headed. He did not wear a single shirt, making a large body filled with incision wounds exposed to sunlight. The people there called him by the name of Brewok Hitam.
“We don't have much drinking water supply anymore.” He said as he surrounded the rows of ragged-clothed commoners. “Three more days we can just find the river, during which we have to reduce the supply of drinking water.”
Sungsang Geni's entourage had just joined the line of refugees.
“We brought three people left behind,” the leader who brought Sungsang Geni said, but it seems that the leader of the group, Brewok Hitam does not really care.
“Then give them a drink,” said Brewok Black sounds flat.
Seeing the man's behavior, Sungsang Geni smiled slightly. The young man clearly knew this job was not Black Brewok's wish.
Of course the guess is true. The only thing that made Brewok Black willing to do this job, was to hear the rewards the swordsman guild offered.
The offer of the Swordsman Union was not a piece of gold, but something more valuable than that.20 sacks of rice.
In times of crisis like this, rice is the most valuable item than a chunk of diamond.20 sacks of rice can make you live for a full year if spent alone.
“Hai young man!” Black Brewok reprimanded Sungsang Geni who without permission approached the goods wagon. “No one can approach the freight cart unless we are union swordsman.”
Hearing him The young man of the sun gave a small smile, while the 12 people who had been with him gestured for the Black Brewok not to disturb him.
“You're right sir!” Sungsang Geni raised his eyebrows. “But we can't stop this time.”
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