Pendekar Batari Mahadewi: The Journey to Find Your Self
Episode 239 Arrives at Siwarkatantra Island
Buma lost his head a second time when he was beaten by Batari Mahadevi. Before the ugly monster's body fell to earth, Batari Mahadewi shot towards Buma, his right hand hitting the monster's heart, then took out a hunk of demonic music stored there.
After that, Batari Mahadevi burned Buma's body to ashes. The creature will never appear again for good.
Furthermore, Batari Mahadevi tried hard to neutralize the demonic energy in the mustika in his hand. If he does not do so, the devil must be in his hands that will be reborn into the next Buma.
Now Batari Mahadevi brought two mustikas that he would make weapons later when he reached Siwandacara.
From Kamandapala country, Batari Mahadewi had to fly for two days and two nights to reach the island of Siwarkatantra. He arrived at the large island before sunrise. The entire area of the island is almost as large as Mahabhumi and is an island inhabited by work-kingdoms that have a high civilization.
As the swordsman Mata Langit had expected, the island was indeed untouched by the forces of the black kingdom of Tirayamani.
Batari Mahadevi does not yet know where the kingdom of Siwandacara lies. He walked towards the crowd of fishermen who had just returned to sea. Fishing boats began to fill the small bay.
“Excuse me uncle, is the kingdom of Siwandacara still far from here?
“Oh, right miss. Still far. Miss from where?” ask the fisherman.
“I just came to this island for the first time, uncle. I'm from Mahabhumi. If you may know, what region is here?” tanya Batari Mahadevi
“Here is the royal territory of Siwandaraka, miss. Siwandacara is in the north. Miss still has to pass through the territory of the kingdom of Siwandawala. It took a month's ride by horse to get there, miss.” The fisherman said. He was surprised, usually the Mahabhumis who came to Siwarkatantra were big merchants, not beautiful women who came alone.
“Good, uncle. Thank you very much for the instructions. I beg myself.” Batari Mahadevi left the small bay. He walked through the fishing village. In his mind, imagine the delicacy of sea fish cuisine. The god heirloom girl who likes to eat thinks that the best thing to do is to find a tavern.
It is not difficult to find a tavern in the fishing village, because the nose of Batari Mahadewi smells of food that invites hunger.
“I order one portion of the best cuisine here, aunty,” said Batari Mahadewi after he entered one of the stores that quite caught his attention.
“Good, miss. Please wait a moment, we will prepare.”
Batari Mahadevi looked for a quiet seat. The shop is crowded. Many sailors fill their stomachs after a night of wind eating in the middle of the sea when looking for fish.
“This is a miss order,” the waiter brought various types of sea fish dishes and the order was more appropriate if enjoyed by four people. It is not wrong for the waiter to bring that much food, the best menu ordered by Batari Mahadewi is indeed as much as has been prepared by the waiter.
“Thank you very much. E...Can I ask you something?” batari Mahadewi.
“Please, miss,” says the waiter.
“Is in my order no rice to serve?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“No, miss. But we will prepare soon,” said the waiter. He was really inexhaustible, how will the beautiful woman will spend all the orders. Cuisine of various types of sea fish has been presented to fill the dining table, plus rice.
It didn't take long for the beautiful girl to finish all her food without any leftovers. Once again the swordsman Mata Langit was right about civilization on the island of Siwarkatantra. One way to judge human civilization is to taste its cuisine.
Good taste is relative. But mixing different types of spices into one type of cuisine to make the dish taste good is a different thing. The more complicated the spices used, the more valuable the cuisine is.
How does the beautiful girl know about spices when she can't cook? Of course because that beautiful girl has good senses. He could tell how many types of ingredients were used for one dish, although he did not know what the ingredients were.
A pebble-sized gold to pay for all the food made the shop owner quite happy and thanked Batari Mahadewi. With a full stomach, he continued his journey to the royal city of Siwandaraka.
In the mind of the god's heirloom incarnation girl, it's good he stopped by the city library first to find out many things about the ins and outs of culture in the place he just visited.
To get to the royal city, the divine heirloom incarnation girl had to go through several villages and small towns that were always separated by vast forests or rivers and mountains. Same with Mahabhumi.
Certainly, in every such journey, that divine heirloom incarnation girl was always on a match with a foolish swordsman who challenged her to a duel. As he had experienced on that day when he darted swiftly through the dark forest.
Batari Mahadewi slowed down his pace he wanted to know what the face of the warrior who was chasing him was like. A moment later, a pale-faced middle-aged obedient woman appeared. From the shape of his face and clothes alone it has been discovered that the woman is a black swordsman from the territory of Siwandaraka.
“Sorry I have to interrupt your trip, miss. I didn't think you were this young,” said the female swordsman.
“There is a need for what aunt is chasing me?” tanya Batari Mahadewi pretended to be plain.
“I want to test my skills with you. It looks like you are a tough warrior, dare to go through this forest alone,” said the female swordsman.
“Sorry aunt, but I am not a good opponent to test aunt's ability,” replied Batari Mahadewi.
“Do not go low, miss. I know you have great abilities even though you're young. Miss can kill me if I lose,” said the female swordsman. He was not aware that Batari Mahadevi did not intend to be humble, but tried to save the life of the female warrior.
“Can I refuse to fight with you, auntie?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“Why? Didn't you learn to fight? To find a strong opponent and test your abilities?” the female swordsman was a little patronizing Batari Mahadewi.
“I'm afraid we have a different understanding, aunt. I fight for things that are useful, not to challenge other warriors for the sake of satisfying the mind.” Answer Batari Mahadevi.
“Unfortunately we disagree, sweet lady. I have lived in this forest for a long time and waited for the warriors who came to fight. So, inevitably, the lady must fight with me,” the female warrior is already impatient. It radiates its energy and prepares to fight.
“Shortly, aunty. Before aunt attacks me, it's good that we wait a moment. There were others who were heading here at high speed. It looks like he is a pretty strong swordsman,” Batari Mahadewi reminded.
That's right what that god's heirloom incarnation girl said. Soon, a very large and tall male warrior had arrived. He was also a black swordsman, but did not seem to be friends with the female swordsman.
“Oh, it is fortunate that I am today, able to meet two beautiful women in the middle of a forest like this. Will you serve me?” the warrior who had just arrived said that.