The Warrior Of The Seven Swords

The Warrior Of The Seven Swords
Who Am I Actually?


The match ended very clearly that Damar was the winner. Saka smiled broadly, the 15-year-old instantly dropped his body on the ground. He tried to regulate his breathing which was still stingy.


" Cams ... Hosh ..hosh ..."


Damar who had just saved back his sword immediately approached Saka. He stretched out his hand to the friend and pulled him back until Saka stood next to him. Mahesa immediately ran to the middle of the arena and then hugged the two students.


" Thank God, thank God you're okay. Maturesuwun Gusti, matursuwun sanget."


Many times Mahesa kissed the heads of the two children alternately. Indeed Mahesa was more worried when the youth faced such an incident than a one-on-one duel with the enemy.


Duke Ranawijaya was also wide. He really feels happy to see the ability of Damar time to face the pseudo-humans he created.


" Alright, the peak of the match between the golden spear students and the jiwo risk padepokan we will carry out tomorrow. Now everyone please rest first."


The order or rather the announcement uttered by Ranawijaya certainly made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. After watching the 2-on-100 match they also felt how much power was used up by Damar and Saka.


" Truly I admit, the students of jiwo's school are so amazing."


" Yes I agree. Did you just see that the two children were also able to use other weapons. Not just a sword.


" Even the science and style of the sword shown earlier is better than the sword that is the center of sword training in this country."


Some people were whispering to each other about the greatness of Damar and Saka. But either way why they do not remember too much about the sword pitu.


But of course this did not happen with Balaajaya. He was aware that since the match had finished, he kept an eye on Damar's movements. One question that occurred in Balaajaya's mind took the sword from Damar. Moreover, he knew that the pitu sword was residing in Damar's body.it was increasingly difficult because the Yasapati Knights continued to be near Damar.


" Fuck, what the hell is that guy talking about. Nation, if this is how I can't act. Aah I have a way to get that sword from that boy."


Balaajaya seems to have his own plan. But he could not do it immediately because Damar was really around a lot of people.


At the place where Damar was currently sitting, the teenager immediately broke down his body as Knight Yasapati left from his side. Damar loosened his body muscles for a moment.


" Is it so tired?" ask Mahesa.


" Slightly uncle, but after sleeping it must be okay," Damar replied smilingly


It only took a while Damar and his two other friends had immediately closed their eyes and fell asleep. There was a soft snoring from the three children. No matter how strong they are, they are still children. They must have been exhausted after the fight.


Mahesh rubbed Damar's head gently. The pain in his heart every time he looked at Damar's face.


" If Ki Wira and Nyi Gayatri were still alive, I'm sure they'd be proud of you le."


A tear soaked Mahesa's cheek. Mendngar how Damar was discovered by Ki Prama makes men increasingly have the desire to always protect Damar. Mahesa really hopes that Damar will be fine until this match is over. For some reason, Mahesa suddenly has a bad feeling. Since then he looked at Damar's face adding an unpleasant feeling in his heart. Mahesa decides not to sleep tonight to take care of Damar and his two students.


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Balaajaya who had pretended to sleep to trick Projo now immediately rose from his sleeping position. He smiled mysteriously.


" Well, it's time to do what I've planned."


Balaajaya cupped his hands together in front of his chest and cast a spell. After that Balaajaya blew it all over the hill.


Wuss


A thin white smoke instantly spread to all directions. The one who slept more soundly and who was still awake instantly dropped his body and fell asleep. Again Balaajaya smiled. Apparently the thing he planned was to issue a sirep study so that everyone fell asleep and make it easier for him to bring Damar out of the hills and forests. However, Balaajaya must be able to get the heirloom sword despite having to kidnap Damar.


Balaajaya walked quickly to the place where Damar slept. He then lifted Damar's body to immediately go bring Damar from the top of the hill, Balaajaya had to move quickly. He was worried that the sirep study he had released was gone and made everyone wake up.


Balaajaya managed to lift Damar's body and immediately jumped down from the top of Wono Ageng hill. Although he had never performed all this time, but his abilities were certainly not just any as well. The science of the secret book that is forbidden to learn the karnea must be complete with advanced books to make the science of canuragannya increase. Although there are still many things that are not perfect in the body of the man.


It should be that science can make itself stronger. However, because of the obsession and ambition that should finally be accepted white flow science into a dark flow produced by Balaajaya.


The real damar wasn't completely swept away letting the man carry himself. Wanting to scream but his tongue and his body seemed to be powerless. Even his eyes could not open, only the awareness of his inner eye was currently awake.


Again, Famar suddenly had a shadow. He saw a man whose face was so similar to his being slashed with a sword. It also happened to a woman, even though the woman was carrying a baby.


" Kang Wira!"


" Gayatri."


The two names echoed as it called out to each other. The baby cried loudly as the murderous figure stared at him sharply.


" Keep this baby out before he threatens my existence."


A man carries the baby, an order saying he must kill him. However, pity clearly emanated from the man's face. The baby was not drowned unless he fled to the river until he met a hermit and the man took the baby.


" Rome?"


Damar was surprised to see the shadow. As if he could feel it all. Grief, grief, grief, anger, hatred and the warmth of affection he could feel. In unconsciousness Damar tried to browse through his inner eyes.


" Is the father not my romance? What I saw was my real mom and dad? Were they killed by this man? Is that baby me? Who am I really?"


There are so many questions in Damar's mind. And he knows who can answer all that.


TB