Pendekar Batari Mahadewi: The Journey to Find Your Self
Episode 295 The Accidental Meeting
Nala had prepared herself to be ashamed if Batari Mahadewi managed to finish all the food. But he was sure, his lover always managed to spend a lot of food. He doesn't think why it could be. Is there a closet hidden in the belly of the beautiful girl?
And that's right. Nala had felt enough after spending one type of menu, namely a large bowl of soft shell turtle soup. He glanced at his girl who was still busy spending one by one the food served there.
Not only was he always astonished, some people upstairs were unwilling to pay attention to how the beautiful girl ate, including the authoritative simple old man. He could only guess, what kind of creature was he looking at? why is that beautiful girl with a black swordsman?
“Do you want to add food, Dance?” ask Nala. He regretted saying that sentence just now.
“Hmm..it's delicious this cuisine. But I think enough. I don't want to embarrass you,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“Hahaha, I'm already quite embarrassed. But I always love you, no matter how much food you eat, or if you eat this table at all,” Nala said while laughing not too sincerely.
“We'd better relax here, Nala. Let my stomach work properly to arrange all the food I have eaten. After all, below there had been several black warriors who had just arrived, one of whom had the aura of the warrior Tirayamani. We wait a minute, if they make a tantrum, we intervene.” Batari Mahadevi spoke softly, half whispering. He then downed the young coconut water that had been waiting at the table.
“Ya, it's up to you,” said Nala. He knew that the girl was secretly planning to steal the talk of a group of black warriors who had been on the lowest floor. “You are sure one of them is from Tirayamani?” asked Nala in a soft voice.
“Yes, if not wrong. Indeed there are still some of them scattered in Mahabhumi. It is only natural if they join the black swordsman who is here,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“Means, they should also be putting together a certain plan right? If not, they should not have appeared in this city of a kingdom,” Nala said.
“It seems so, and this has something to do with that four royal people are talking about with the old geezer. And, grandfather is what we are looking for,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“Really? Then we should just wait,” said Nala.
“Oh, the black swordsman was interested in the dragon's stealth gift box, Nala. Maybe soon there will be a commotion,” said Batari Mahadewi. He still steals all the talk downstairs.
“Let it go, after all they won't be able to pick it up and take it away,” Nala said.
“Alright, but soon there will be a commotion. Below are some royal warriors, and some warriors who seem to be disciples of Ki Rangga Suluk,” said Batari Mahadewi. They were still speaking in a very slow voice.
“Then, maybe soon we will see an interesting show. Be prepared, we also have to take responsibility for this. The box!” nala.
“Why did you put it under?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“You haven't had a chance to lift it yet, have you? You don't know, if I take her upstairs, this floor's gonna fall. It weighs roughly the equivalent of two elephants,” Nala said. Batari Mahadewi furrowed his brows.
Recalling one of the several black warriors it emitted a dark aura, so some of the royal warriors and students of Ki Rangga Suluk who was originally eating while waiting for the boss and the teacher who was talking upstairs eventually had to interfere.
The movement of black fighters in Mahatmabhumi has been felt alarming. They had not done anything, but the number of those who came to the royal city was increasing. They dared to show themselves because there was support from a handful of Tirayamani warriors who still survived. The black warriors knew that the powerful warriors who slaughtered them lived in Swargadwipa. It's just that they don't know that coincidentally, Nala and Batari Mahadewi are on an excursion in Mahatmabhumi.
A swordsman hastily climbed to the top floor to inform Ki Rangga Suluk of the situation going on below. The battle had not yet taken place, but after one of the black warriors claimed that he was from Tirayamani, the warriors below trembled.
Upon hearing the news that there was a Tirayamani swordsman, Ki Rangga Suluk and the four royal officials finally went downstairs and witnessed what was going on. The old man glanced at Nala because he knew that Nala had the power of black flow. The situation becomes uncomfortable.
“We'd better be down in a minute, Nala.” Batari Mahadewi.
“Wait a minute. Don't you want to see how the gold flute works? Besides, if the situation gets out of hand, we can go straight down,” Nala said.
Dispute is inevitable. As soon as Ki Rangga Suluk appeared, the Tirayamani swordsman was immediately eager to fight. For a moment he forgot the box he originally wanted.
“You seem to be the heaviest among these gibberish right?” said the swordsman Tirayamani with a proud tone. Naturally, he was a half-stealth swordsman who could easily finish off all the warriors in the tavern.
“And you're the trash that's left, right? Why haven't you gotten away from Mahabhumi?” ki Rangga Suluk.
“If you can touch me in ten strikes, I will gladly leave this land. We'd better start. I can't wait to fight with a warrior who has a name here,” said the black swordsman.
“By pleasure,” said Ki Rangga Suluk. Then he left the store. The fight will take place in the middle of the road. Of course, this event attracted a lot of people's attention. Moreover, the one who fought was one of the people who had a big name in Mahatmabhumi against the Tirayamani warrior who was reportedly very terrible.
“Please start attacking me, ki ki kanak!” the swordsman Tirayamani. Ki Rangga Suluk knows, if using his moves, he is not necessarily able to touch his opponent. So he took out his left flute. If played, the sound of the flute would attack the warriors who had black power. It was the opposite of the flute sound possessed by the black flow swordsman.
Ki Rangga Suluk plays a beautiful song with his flute. Except for the black swordsman Tirayamani, the other black warriors who were there instantly floundered rolling around while covering their ears. They feel a lot of pain. Soon, they were unconscious.
The flute also felt uncomfortable in Nala's ears. If he did not possess great strength, he would definitely be a victim of that flute sound.
The Tirayamani fighter was mobilizing all his energy to ward off the flute sound attack that really disturbed his teliga. After all, it was hard to concentrate on the sound disorder. At that moment, Ki Rangga Suluk very quickly darted and threw a punch on his opponent's chest. The warrior Tirayamani bounced, fell, then immediately stood up and cursed hard.
“You have lost. In accordance with your own promise, you should immediately leave this region, and also leave this island!” ki Rangga Suluk.
“You play dirty. I'm not saying that you can use your flute. We will continue the fight until one of us dies!” the black swordsman turned his form into a half-stealth creature. Its body doubled in size and its shape resembled a half-rotten human carcass. The pungent smell of poison came out from his body. All the warriors and spectators who were there immediately moved away. Only Ki Rangga Suluk who was still with a vigilant attitude prepared to face his opponent.