The Warrior Of The Seven Swords

The Warrior Of The Seven Swords
Imposing Will


Balaajaya gathered his five students who had been chosen to practice. Time still shows midnight. But Balaajaya did not care. Projo has also tried to say that the training should start tomorrow only and allow the student to rest peacefully tonight.


But whatever the power, the talk of the servant seems to be of course not included in the consideration of Balaajaya who does have a stubborn attitude. What he wants must be done immediately without any rejection at all.


" Are you sleepy?" ask Balaajaya.


" No Ki!" the five disciples replied loudly and excitedly.


Balaajaya's loud question was answered no less challenging by the five students. If you could say they were children. Because of their age range of 15-17 years. Actually, if I can be honest, the child is sleepy. But because they knew that they would be given a direct lesson from the leader of the temple immediately their drowsiness disappeared.


" Good, I'll teach you a secret. If you want then stay here. Otherwise you can go back to the room to sleep, but that means you won't be able to keep up with the game, or in other words where you'll be replaced."


The five children chose to stay. When else they can be guided directly by the head of the padepokan. It must be a pride for them. Moreover, during this time Balaajaya never went down directly to teach his students.


" Well, with your silence I assume you agreed to train tonight with me. The thing you need to do is soak in the water in the pool behind the padepokan. There I'm gonna drain the energy in me to you."


The five disciples immediately ran towards the pool. Balaajaya smiled with satisfaction but not with Projo and Sangga. The two people looked at each other and exhaled their breaths violently.


" Guru, is this okay? I'm really worried about the kid. Their knowledge of the new level 3 if forced into levels 5 and 6 would it not be harmful to their bodies?"


Projo just kept quiet, he himself did not know how the child's outcome would be. Proud remarks of course are all right. But again he can't do anything. What Balaajaya wants is absolute and inviolable.


" We'll see and keep an eye on it. Remember to call a healer, have him make a medicinal pill to improve the child's health. Just tell the doctor according to the recipe I told you."


" Good teacher, sadiko dawuh."


Sangga immediately ran towards where the healer was located. Without waiting for the morning, Sangga woke the physician. Making the man who was no longer young was a little surprised.


" Ono opo to le. This is wengi lho stillan"


" This is you see, healer. Master Projo asked me to tell Mbah to make a pill to maintain the health of the child who is practicing with Ki Balaajaya."


Even the healer understood. If the Projo who asked to be made a special drug that means it is indeed needed. Mbah the healer immediately rose from his sleep and immediately began to concoct spices. While Sangga breathed a sigh of relief. He also left Mbah Tabib and headed to the pool behind the padepokan. He stood next to the teacher.


" What are they doing now, teacher?"


" I don't know, we'll see. But it looks like Ki Balaajayaa is going to go into the pool as well."


Both of them were watching what would happen next. And sure enough, Balaajaya went into the pool. He began to cast a spell and blew something out of his mouth. Out a purplish-red light. The light he directed to the pool and immediately the water in the pool changed its color to be like the light earlier. All the students were surprised, even with Sangga and Projo.


" Stay wistful, don't whine!"


Balaajaya's words made the five disciples refocus and concentrate their minds. Suddenly his fifth body shook. There was something slipping into their bloodstream.


The five children groaned even almost screamed. But they tried to hold him. Their blood vessels seemed to be about to rupture. Their bodies were like boiling, it was really not that bad right now.


" Feel in every stream of your blood. Keep your mind focused on your body. Try to control that. Bring what travels through your body to your brain."


The disciple tried to do what Balaajaya said. They no longer even feel cold soaking in the water in the middle of the night.


" You will be here until you can master what is currently within you. If you guys succeed then I can make sure you get stronger."


After saying this, Balaajaya came out of the pool. While Sangga and Projo for a moment feel kasiah with the five children who were there. The face of pain was on them.


" Guru what is this is not outrageous."


" How else, what's important is that we keep an eye on it. Don't let them get hurt. Quickly give help losing any of those who fall unconscious."


Sangga nodded obediently. Only to Projo did he dare to argue. He knew very well what the risks were against Balaajaya.


The two sat on the lips of the pond while watching the five disciples. Neither Projo nor Sangga they should look at the slightest of his five students.


Evidently when Projo was about to go to the well because he had to urinate suddenly one of his students fell unconscious. Projo immediately jumped towards the boy and caught his body.


Pyruc


The water in the pool splashed out due to pressure from Projo's body.


" Sangga quickly ran for medicine to the physician's altar."


Without saying Sangga had already darted away and returned so quickly. Luckily the medicinal pill had already been completed so that it could be directly minimized to the five disciples. Yes, all were given medicinal pills. Not just the fainted ones.


Projo and Sangga breathed a sigh of relief because the child who fainted and almost fell in the pool was immediately awakened. Projo and Sangga returned to the top of the pool. They did not want Balaajaya to know what the two were doing.


" Guru, this is very dangerous. Will they be safe until the end?"


" I don't know Sangga. It's very dangerous, but again and again we can't do anything. Right now all we can do is take care of them. Wes kui to ga."


" Sendiko dawuh guru."


Sangga sat his body. Beside the pool, he felt sorry to see his students who began to shiver with the cold and tremble to resist the flow of study that Balaajaya gave them.


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