THE SUN GOD SWORD
Grief Swordsman
It took more time to finish off all the enemies trying to escape. When the day was ¼ noon, then some people returned from the hunt.
The last person to return was Darma Cokro, the man seemed to have completely finished off the enemy without remaining.
Currently their place is gathered only in the forest near the ruins of the walls of Surasena. No more emergency tents and no more wine to accompany.
Still in a state of exhaustion, hundreds of people gathered the bodies of the enemy. Almost twice the storied house, the height of the pile of corpses. Everything was burned, so that at this time in addition to the smell of rancid human flesh also smelled.
About 50 medical professionals work busier than usual. There weren't many medicines at the moment, so it was forced to utilize potions. Several hundred soldiers had minor injuries, but it was not uncommon to have heavy injuries.
“Take medicine there!” There was a cry from the medical officer.
“empty, we are running out of potion.” Answer other medical officers.
“How about this, we should look for other drugs, their situation looks bad.”
50 Medical warriors are now at war with time. If they were just a little late, the lives of hundreds of people were in danger.
One of the medical swordsmen suddenly sounded cursing at the other medical swordsman, his voice sounding quite loud making Lakuning Banyu as well as several other Elders approach the man.
“What happened?” ask Lakuning Banyu.
“She, this guy accidentally killed a soldier there!”
Lakuning Banyu's face looks red. At this moment instead of saving people, the swordsman instead killed people, so the king spontaneously drew the sword of one of the soldiers standing nearby, instead, unsheathed the sword right on the neck of the medical swordsman.
“What are you doing, this is how instincts help you as a human being?”
The medical bloomer looks quite young, probably still in his 25s. He was wearing white clothes, which looked to be extremely red with blood. There was a lot of blood on the young man's face.
Getting the sword stuck to his neck, he bowed twice and sat down with his eyes closed, as if he was ready to accept death.
“Your Majesty, do you know this person is my own brother.” The Medical Swordsman sobbed holding back tears. “Before the enemy came a few months ago, he had one beautiful daughter and a very devoted wife. They lived happily, despite living poor on the edge of the garden. Then the enemy came to destroy their homes and gardens, kill their children and rape his wife before finally being killed anyway.”
The man was silent for a moment, his eyes opened small but were filled with roars of water. “He lost everything, life doesn't know the direction. My brother then became a volunteer soldier, he did not want to be hired except by eating and drinking, sometimes also a cup of wine to relieve longing for his wife and baby. Today he was seriously injured, asking me to kill him. He wants to meet his family, is it wrong.”
Lakuning Banyu silenced his mouth, not knowing what to say at the moment. The man's words were like a bolt of lightning in broad daylight. His hair felt goosebumps, his eyes were about to shed tears.
“If you want to kill me, I am ready, Your Majesty.” Bless again the man with sobs.
Powerless again, Lakuning Banyu threw away his weapon, then fell to the ground bowing his head saluting the corpse of the warrior in front of him.
“Ma'forgive me, I'm sorry..” That's the only sentence that was said by the King of Surasena, he cried sedu sedan, looked very stupid but his human conscience screamed, mutinied feel guilty for the chaos in the country he led.
That day, everyone was sad. Weeping stifled in each other's hearts. There was no sprinkling of flowers at the huge cemetery they created. There is only a rain of tears, maybe it is enough or not.
Bengal Cokro cries when he finds out that his grandfather, Darma Guru, was killed inside the walls of Surasena. It had only been a few months that he had gathered with his Grandfather, learning to perfect the sword, but time had passed so quickly.
“Nakmas, calm yourself..” Darma Cokro next to her son. “Yangmu, he has fought well, his name will be remembered for his diving. People don't really die, while the living still remember it.”
For some time later, as the day began to turn into the evening, a shabby young man returned. Everyone of course knew the young man, he walked around with a huffed face.
When Sabdo Jagat approached him, the young man's face was more riled up than before.
“Geni..” Sabdo Jagat hugged the young man for some time, then he looked back, looking for something but two seconds later, the man realized, Cempaka Ayu was not with the young man.
“Uncle Master, I can't prevent her.” Sungsang Geni said softly. “Moon goddess, she brought Cempaka's body..”
The words of the young man of the sun did not continue.
Sabdo Jagat also did not ask more on display, he just patted the young man's shoulder slowly once then guided him to Lakuning Banyu and other Elders.
“Uncle Master, two commanders already defeated.” Sungsang Geni stopped his steps. “For the time being, I have no intention of talking to anyone, may I rest myself without being disturbed by others.”
Sadbo Jagat understood what the young man meant. So he went alone to see Lakuning Banyu to give word, that the two Demon Bat Commanders had already been defeated.
Meanwhile, Sungsang Geni jumped on one of the large rods. He sat on the highest branch, facing the sun that was about to sink. He saw the sun until it was completely lost in the western horizon.
Under the tree, Mahesa naked as if not disturbed by the cold night wind stood with his head looking up. He intended to entertain his friend, but perhaps for now, himself was a good thing for Sungsang Geni.
“He really likes that girl?” Rintih came closer to Mahesa, kissing the hard-skinned man's cheek softly while giving him one piece of clothing to protect his body.
“I never saw him behave like this..” Mahesa breathed a heavy sigh.
“Trust me, our leader will be fine. He will find a solution to his own problem.” Whimpering kissed once more Mahesa's cheek then passed leaving the man.
Not long ago, Siko Danur Jaya, Ratih Perindu and also Bengal Cokro berdri also under the big tree. They all looked up at the sky, watching Sungsang Geni who was now sitting leaning against one of the high branches.
“Will Cempaka Ayu be back?” The Bengal Cokro opened his voice after the four people were silent for quite a long time.
“Nobody knows, Goddess of the Moon has never appeared with a form like this before.” Siko Danur Jaya replied. “I hope, Cempaka Ayu's soul is still in there.”
“He's still there, of course still in there!” read out Ratih Perindu.
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