THE SUN GOD SWORD
The Trust of the Patih
Bentara is also nicknamed as Kecapi Berdung, because every quote he did when fed by the energy in like a hum that tries to break the eardrum.
The mother was also dubbed as the Queen of the Quotes of Death, because she could create sound waves shaped like hundreds of small knives stabbing her enemies. Martial arts like this were already extremely rare in the java plains.
The difficulty of course is in the talent of someone in playing a musical instrument, not all can play the instrument even though they have to practice for years. The absence of Master who taught the flow was also its obstacle, besides young people prefer swords and spears as weapons.
The death of both parents is of course the deepest wound experienced by Bentara. Not only would it be a terrifying memory, but it also formed a slightly cruel personality.
At that time, the Heralds even intended to fight off all the troops that slaughtered his entire family if not for the old geezer who was in charge of being his nanny immediately taking him on the run.
“So she's your family's servant?” ask Sungsang Geni.
“He I have considered as my grandfather..” said Bentara. “If it wasn't for him, I would have been killed a few months ago.”
One thing left behind by his parents, which became the handle of Bentara. “Art is life but also art is death.”
“So what's your destination now Bentara?” ask Sungsang Geni.
“I will become a swordsman and join the union of warriors.” The boy said steadily, not even a doubt from his voice. “I will protect everyone from those who have evil intentions.”
“You are very brave.”
“But my master is braver,” Reply Heralds.
“No, I'm actually scared. Even my fear is greater than anyone who lives in this world.” continued Sungsang Geni.
“You're afraid of my master? You are very strong.”
“I'm afraid if I can't protect people, I'm afraid of losing friends and close friends.” Sungsang Geni was actually telling the truth, he was not lying about his fear.
“Tuanku swordsman...I'm sure their fear was more than you.” The little smile full of meaning.
“Because they faced me?”
“Yes, they look so scared that they pee.” The heralds chuckled, as they re-picked the strings of his soy sauce.
“Oh? Is it that besides being good at using a lute, you are also good at talking?” Sungsang Geni scrambled the boy's dry hair.
***
Two weeks running they finally arrived in the Tombok region of the Cliffs. Sungsang Geni walked slowly, watching his shapeless kingdom. Like every village we meet, this area has also been destroyed.
“Brewok Black!” said Sungsang Geni. “we take a short break at this place!”
After saying that, Sungsang Geni flew towards the center of the kingdom. From above he could see charred houses burning, broken streets and also battle marks leaving the rest of the war gear.
The young man landed on the ruins of the Palace, walking slowly while looking at each side of the pole standing without a roof. His face looked very gloomy, even though he was only 1 week away from this place, but his status as a king made a deep regret in his heart.
“I hope they are all well..” Sungsang Geni again floated far away, precisely in front of the Zambala gate that was still foggy illusion.
The gate was not touched by the Demon Bat warrior it seemed. It was the only place left in the area. There were many human footprints around the black abyss.
After nearly an hour of touring his kingdom, Sungsang Geni soon decided to regroup with the group.
***
On the west coast of the Java plain, hundreds of tents stood as makeshift. It has been 5 months since they arrived at this place, corn crops have almost twice the harvest.
Hundreds of people seem to work hard, not infrequently it is the parents and children. While some others, it appears that they are cutting down tall trees for the widening of agricultural land. Or maybe as a building material.
It was also surrounded by tall fences made of trees that lined up in such a way. Not too bad, the fence was safe enough to protect thousands of its inhabitants from the onslaught of wild animals.
Not long after, a loud bellow instructed the three refugee troupe to have just arrived.
They are close to 2,000 people, the most of the two groups of refugees who arrived just one week ago.
Naturally, the refugees consisted of 2 kingdoms that last year became close friends. Tombok Tebing and Majangkara.
“It was the people of Tombok Cliffs and also Majangkara.” Said one who stood with a golden rod clasped in his hand, none other than the Sabdo Jagat.
“The two kingdoms were able to save their people more than 4 other works.” Answer his friend, who is none other than Darma Cokro, the leader of the Swordsman Union.
“Majangkara was able to save almost 1000 more people thanks to Ki Alam Sakti,.” continued Darma Cokro. “The old grandfather was really terrible, he could fight a draw against 2 Demon Bat commanders at once.”
"But the ability of the Tombok Tebing kingdom is completely beyond our expectations." Sabdo Jagat also responded. "I did not expect, Patih Mahesa was very young and also intelligent. He can survive 11 days under pressure, while evacuating all his people."
“I also think so.” said Darma Cokro. “But it is very unfortunate at this time Master Alam Sakti suffered very severe injuries, medical swordsmen have done all the way but so far we have not been able to cure him.”
"If only he..." Sabdo Jagat intended to say Sungsang Geni's name, but he did not continue. 'The young man is still alive, he must have a solution to this problem.'
A little while later, Patih from the Tombok Tebing Kingdom came closer to Darma Cokro and Sabdo Jagat.
“Your journey is certainly very tiring. Rest up! Duke Tombok Cliffs.” Said Darma Cokro, thrusting a wooden chair at the man.
“Not also chairman, we almost lost 200 people when passing the Centipede Line.” Said Mahesa while holding the water given by Sabdo Jagat. “Again, do not call me Duke, Tombok Leadership Cliff belongs to..”.
Sabdo Jagat understood the meaning of Mahesa's words, the man was the one who least accepted when the issue of Sungsang Geni had died in the hands of Banduwati.
His belief in Sungsang Geni was even as hard as steel. Until now, he was still very confident Sungsang Geni would return someday, during which time he would be his successor even if it had to be a few more years.
After talking for a while, Mahesa decided to leave in front of Darma Cokro and Sabdo Jagat.
“I have to see Dewangga, and also the state of Ki Alam Sakti.”
By the time the man was about to walk out of the refugee tent, he met a beautiful, graceful girl who had an affixed mark. Mahesa was a little stunned, feeling the energy radiating from the girl's body was unusually large.
“Have I met you?” mahesa asked, but Cempaka Ayu only shook his head. “Then it may be just my feeling.”.
‘But why does he have an energy similar to Sungsang Geni in the middle of his forehead?’