Swordsman Without Friends
Present at the funeral (bag1).
Pranacitra fell face down. his entire body felt weak and numb.even he himself seemed to be almost unable to feel his own existence.both eyelids felt heavy and consciousness began to disappear. his interrupted breathing gradually weakened until finally the limp's body twitched before it remained motionless.
The wind that blew past noon today brought heat and rolls of sand dust.The path on the edge of the forest was no longer shaped. the remaining embers of the fire along with the burning charred smell are still visible in some places.everything is spoiled just because of a very short fight.
'Bangkotan fleas' and his partner the 'Old Shame' were still standing silently staring at the limp's body that was lying face down on the ground. once seeing people can already know that there is no more life in the dark-clothed youth.if this person was always feared by the martial, now he's nothing more than a piece of trash to put in a sinkhole.
''Huhm., I still feel affectionate with this boy.even though his legs are deformed but he has a very rare talent in the martial world.'' said the Bedouin Ticks while grunting annoyed. ''If only the two of us had no covenant with the old man, I would not have the heart to kill this boy either..'' pick up the Old Benalu while scooping five pieces of food as big as a fist from his pink shirt bag.
Just need to throw the snack pieces of food into his mouth. without having to chew directly sagging into the big stomach of the Benalu.if he is feeling disappointed, sad or angry, he said, the appetite of the fat and tall grandmother usually becomes doubled larger.
The skinny little grandfather and the hunchback crest just sighed with a head gnash.he had understood the behavior of his partner since they were both little boys.It was not seen when this old man moved his legs, he had been well aware of the behavior of his partner since they were both little boys, just know that his body had twice floated quickly moved around the place.His shadow had only stopped when standing next to a large stone bulge that was slightly into the forest.
''I think this is a suitable place to be the grave of the limp boy.'' while talking one hand made a movement like scratching, covering, lifting and then the last throw. there was a crack and a loud rumble.The ground near the boulder was lifted up and thrown up to five steps.
A hole as big as a buffalo had materialized there. Once again he moved, his small body had already returned to the side of Old Benalu. ''We bury him as soon as possible.I always feel bad every time I get an order to do something that I really do not like.'' his grunts while spitting.
The Benalu and the Ticks glimpsed each other's lyrics.with a little slouching unnoticeably old eyes they briefly looked in a certain direction.with a reluctant and moody feeling the Benalu carried Pranacitra's body. the two jungle dedengkot who magic science is very difficult to explore it walked slowly towards the big hole that was just made by the tick.
For a moment they sighed sadly as if concerned and regretting something.Slowly the body of the young man of the five disciples of the black stream was lowered into the pit of the ground that was used as his grave. ''What about that iron rod.?'' asked the grandmother, her voice sounded a little stingy holding back the sadness of her heart
The Frogs in the grave took the black iron stick of the skull head that was still in the limp's grasp. ''Heihh., this stuff we will carry. Besides you will not need it.'' when his hand reaches the handle of the stick he is a bit jolted because he feels there is a hot and sharp air attacking him. although it had difficulty but finally the heat can be muted.
After coming out of the hole, the tick again made a hand movement like dredging, covering the mound of dirt that was a few steps away from him lifted up and then began to hoard the hole. twice he did, the tomb was covered with soil.
''This is the first time we both want to make a grave for an opponent who has been killed.all in your honor. ''I also have never felt this kind of sadness before, even though there have been hundreds of victims that I have taken their lives. the last three pieces of his stored yam had already collapsed into the stomach.
Whether intentionally or not these two old men returned to glance in one direction.although only a glance, had seen a mocking smile on their lips that peot. after a long silence finally someone appeared as well. A pair of Ticks and Benalu could not cover up his surprise to see who this person was.
A handsome man in clean white robes with a tall body straight.His skin, especially the hands and fingers are very clean and smooth like women but do not look mushy. in fact, it is sturdy and feels to hold great strength even though it is almost fifty years old but the condition still looks young as if it is only thirty-five years old.
This person despite having a calm nature but implied cruelty and dark from inside his body.The most interesting and creepy is the eyes of this person is very strange. from both eyes one cannot tell whether he is happy, sad or angry.
Highlight those eyes though sharp pierced the soul but also like empty without any feeling, as if the eyes of a long dead person. the distance of this person was at first with the place where Kutu and Benalu were standing was over a hundred steps adrift but in just an instant he could reach where the two old men were.
This man stopped moving right when he was five steps away from the Frogs and Old Benalu.His body slightly bowed respectfully with a stiff attitude. ''I'm sorry if I've been troubling the two elders just to solve this little problem.but, our people seem to have a hard time handling it. I apologize once again..''
When he speaks though calm and polite but still feels the presence of a murderous laughter that shouts the heart in every speech. 'A pair of Ticks and Benalu' saluted back. ''It has all become our duty and obligation as members of the 'Demon Gate.'' party..''
''We just carried out the order according to the agreement with the old man who had saved both of us in the past.so his highness the party leader need not feel any less good..'' continued Old Benalu. This grandmother looks upset and agitated because she can no longer find snacks from her pocket.
If there are people who happen to hear the words of the couple Benalu Ticks, they must not believe or could even die so surprised. because the handsome man in white robes but cold and haughty was none other than the chairman of the strongest black flow martial party Demon Archway whose existence had been very mysterious.!