True Martial Arts
I'll Find the cure!

Kala gave the code for Kaia to hand the sword over to the manager. After receiving it, the middle-aged man's hands endlessly shook.

“Se-seems like no.” The manager returned the sword to Kaia. “But we can make a holster for this sword in our forging, just one day only and we only need to measure the sword.”

“Alright, please measure the sword.”

Kaia handed the sword back, the manager took it to a nearby table and took out a measuring device. Tjakra helped her to record the size. As a result of their good performance, it only took a short while to figure out the size of the sword.

After it was finished being measured, the sword returned to Kaia's grasp.

“This sword, please take good care and use only for good.” The manager is full of emotions.

Kaia nodded slowly at the sign of understanding. Kala quickly said goodbye because Kaia had found her weapon. His only task was to make sure this sword was safe from the greedy humans in the inn.

Kala, Kaia, Alang came down the stairs quickly. Kaia's gaze was still half empty until she wanted to fall a few times.

“What's bothering you, Kaia?” Kala finally asked after reaching for Kaia's arm that was about to fall down.

“I just feel weird with this sword. I don't know what happened, I feel I have friends and happy, but on the other hand I feel that a lot of mystery of this sword.”

The sword was stuck in the stone, it could not be put into the interspatial ring, the rusty surface turned beautiful as it came out of the stone, this was truly a great mystery.

“As a sword user, you must fuse with the sword in order to reveal the mystery,”.

“How to?”

“You should practice swords more.” He answered briefly.

“But my age is not long.” Kaia finished the last rung of the stairs.

Kala suddenly stood in front of Kaia and directly gripped her shoulders, Kala's gaze sharpened into Kaia's eyes.

“Listen to me. As long as I am alive, I will definitely find a cure! You'll be healed! Did you hear that?! What is less clear?!”

Kaia nodded in fear, never had she seen Kala get angry like this. Alang immediately panicked as he felt a murderous air seeping out of Kala's body.

“Eak eak!”

“If you hear it clearly, then shut up!” Kala let go of his grip violently.

“Eak eak eak!”

“Stop babbling, Alang!” Kala put her foot out.

“Eak!” The reeds swore and flew into Kaia's shoulders.

Kaia was still overwhelmed by Kala's clasping, Alang continued to calm the girl, but could not do much. Kaia's steps slowed down and faded, already losing light.

As for Kala, he walked so fast in front. Although it looks unconcerned, actually Kala is thinking hard, evident from his head that continues to display veins. After all, Kaia was already under her responsibility.

***

After arriving at the inn, Kala and Kaia were silent to each other. So did Alan, he refused to talk to Kala. Although the time until the inn Kala was greeted with a festive welcome, but Kala's face was still moody and in a state of deep thought.

Kala and Kaia locked themselves in their rooms, Alang entered Kaia's room. Once Kaia was able to understand the Alang language, somehow their relationship became close.

“What should I do, Master?”

In contemplation this time, Kala concluded a thing. If he devoted himself to finding a cure for Kaia, then most likely his task as a Garuda Knight would be marginalized. On the contrary, if Kala devotes himself to his duties, then Kaia will be sidelined.

Kala exhaled his cigarette smoke when he could not choose between the two. He doesn't know whether to feel cursed or lucky when he finds Kaia behind the white cloth first.

“Kaia Kaia Kaia.” Kala threw his cigarette in frustration.

He then stood up and walked out of the room, rather quietly out of the inn. The news of him being the key to the victory of the war has spread, the citizens of the city now adore him, from now on Kala will be difficult to get out quietly and without obstacles.

Kala continued to hide behind the shadows as he entered the city. When he found a shop that sold masks, he immediately came to him.

This shop is a small shop, all the masks are made in this place as well. Usually these masks are bought by street dancers or children who play, but some buy them to disguise themselves. The mask seller was very surprised when he saw Kala stop by his shop, but he was not excited because he understood the meaning of Kala. Luckily, this shop is empty.

“Hero, it's an honor for me to have Kisanak here. Servant has the highest quality mask that Hero might like.”

“Alright, Kala. Please follow me.” The mask seller no longer mince words and wastes time, he takes Kala to the back of his shop, the place where the mask is made.

Many masks are not finished or even the best mask here. Various forms and expressions are available here. The salesman began to explain these one-on-one good quality masks.

Manuka mask, the mask of the mask maker. But this version is still not perfect, the shape is strange and the color is not as neat.

There was Panji Mask, a white mask with a baby expression. Showing calmness to its users. Of course Kala did not want to buy this mask, because his name was reminiscent of Panji the traitor.

Samba mask, white in color with a tooth-looking smile. Having a philosophy, rejecting anything that leads to error. When I saw this mask.

“For this mask, how much does it cost?” Kala pointed at the Samba Mask.

“Samba Mask, good choice. Just take it for the Hero, just think of it as a thank you from me.” The mask maker smiled warmly.

“That problem I created myself, then it is my duty to destroy it.”

“No, I can't accept money from you.” The mask maker took a deep breath. “I was one of the people who beat up your girlfriend. I really feel sinful.”

“Do you regret?” ask Kala.

“Yes. At that time I was so angry that I forgot to look for the truth.”

“Good if so. Then, I'll take this mask.” Kala took the white mask off the hanger and put it on. “I hope you don't make up your mind when you're angry.”

The wind flashed, Kala suddenly disappeared from sight. The mask maker. It was suspected from the beginning that Kala had come here to kill him, but it seemed that Kala had forgotten the face of the mask maker. Even so, the mask maker still admitted his mistake, he thought that his life would end at that time.

“What rumors about the Garuda Knights are true?” The mask maker shook slowly, then firmly said, “only the young man deserves, only him.”

***

You can pass through public roads in the city safely. No one knows his true self. Currently Kala landed safely after jumping over the city wall. Right in front of him was the Telu Forest, a forest that intersected with the city.

We entered the forest quickly. He ran as fast as the storm. Darting through the dark of the forest. When Kala was deep enough in the forest, the sounds of the roar of the destructive beasts and spirit beasts began to rumble.

When Kala ran nearby, they immediately ran away in disarray. Maybe ordinary prinors will not realize the aura, but different from animals that have special instincts. Run or die.

Stop when you find a lake. Kala was glued for a while to see this beautiful lake, the ecosystem is awake, many birds, many fish, dragonflies, aquatic plants, fresh air. It's perfect for brooding and also opening the ring from her teacher and the interspatial bracelet from Cassandra.

Leaning under a shady tree, Kala exhaled coldly and then opened her mask. He looked at the glint of the sun reflected by the lake water until dusk picked up, I don't know what he was thinking until he could stay in that position for so long.

Kala sighed for a long time, he then drained Prana on the bracelet on his arm. A moment later he was surprised not to play games.

The first one he saw was indeed a black swordsman suit that exuded a gripping aura. However, a sight shocked him; the paper scrolls about martial arts were piled up!

“Gosh! I can become more expert with all these books!” Kala cheered happily then checked the storage capacity of the spirit bracelet.

He smiled broadly as he barely found the boundary of his room. After he was satisfied with the bracelet from Cassandra, Kala took out an interspatial ring from her teacher.

This ring looks special from the ring in general, besides this ring has a wise aura. Kala let out a long sigh as the memories with her teacher came back to light.

“Teacher, Twin Loro Mountain, Tuak Kunyuk Mountain, I miss you guys.” Kala laughed loudly, but one could see that her gaze was filled with sadness.

Slowly, Kala drained Prana on the ring. He could quickly see the dimensions of the ring, but the first thing he saw was an inscription on paper.

I've already guessed that you will surpass the Sky Crystal, the Garuda Knight. Did you miss me? Inside are some of my legacies. Don't expect to have a lot of money in it. There's one message for you, don't ever die if you haven't succeeded.

Kala smiled in disintegration when she saw the message from her teacher. Slowly the writing disappeared and what was plastered in front of Kala was a pile of scrolls that resembled triangles. The pile was surrounded by hundreds of other interspatial rings scattered about.

Kala frowned then took out one of the topmost scrolls. This paper is old but has a strong texture. When reading the title displayed in the outer part of the title.

“Cotton Technique - Tiger Down Mount” is the title of that roll. Kala opened the scroll slowly and emblazoned with a large Javanese script. However, this is not a Javanese script, just similar. Kala could not figure out what it meant, but he felt a mysterious power emanating from the writing.

Kala immediately remembered a teaching that his teacher had taught. If the sword user has reached the peak of sword mastery, then he can unite with the characters and write a long style in just one stroke.

However, to understand it takes time and a high level of concentration or certain conditions. Kala was very sure this was the writing of his teacher, he already knew the writing style of his teacher.

“Teachers have already achieved the highest mastery in swordsmanship. No wonder he became the strongest swordsman on the island of Java with Uncle Guru Satrya.” Kala clucked in awe as he continued to look at the characters in front of him.

Kala re-rolled the paper and put it in its original place. Kala reached for one of the rings scattered in his teacher's ring.