THE SUN GOD SWORD
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“Brothers, forgive me for seeming to have preceded the action you should have done!” said Senopati Lingga with a passionate voice full of emotion.
“But this is proof of my devotion to you people of Tumang, I and Patih Siruyu Citro have managed to get out of prison, take revenge for the suffering of the people and also.” Senopati Mangku Anom put on a sad face. “Also, our dead king's majesty was killed by this vile demon, and made Prince Miksan Jaya disappear without any news.”
All the faces of the people seemed to believe in Senopati Mangku Anom's bragging, while the dozens of soldiers inside the Palace chuckled slightly.
“So to all of you, the people of Tumenang, I present Prajamansara the criminal to be punished. You can determine what punishment is worthy of him.”
“Beater!” shouting at one of the people.
“True, pancung.”
“Or just skin him alive, and burn.”
A few hours after the announcement, the ritual execution of Prajansara was carried out right in the courtyard of Tumenang Palace. Based on the custom in this country, criminals must be punished by beheading.
Sungsang Geni did not intend to watch the execution, he entered the Palace along with Commander Ireng and Wulandarai. “After this is no longer our business, we better get away from this Palace before it is too late.”
“Truely, while we are busy here, maybe Cempaka Ayu's condition is getting worse. I don't want anything to happen to that girl,” Wulandari said.
“Gerr...gerr Commander Ireng also seemed to agree.
So when the people began to shout boisterously, perhaps the penalty of beheading had already been carried out, Sungsang Geni entered the secret path, and left as quickly as possible from the Palace without anyone knowing.
“You will go without saying goodbye?” A girl with 6 of her friends was suddenly in front of the secret passageway exit.
“Langgis, we..”.
“I don't want to know why, but me and we all say a lot of thanks to you. Without your struggle, this Negri will not be free from the clutches of Prajamansara and the Demon Bats.”
Sungsang Geni gave a small smile, letting the seven teelik codes of the Duchy of Ujung Lempung bow themselves, paying their respects.
“Send my regards to Ki Demang, and also Duke Lingga. If longevity, may we meet again in a better way than this.”
“Then be careful, may your journey be safe until the destination.”
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“Where is that young man?!” asked Senopati Mangku Anom, he had already ordered dozens of people to search for his existence in all corners of the Palace but the young man in question was not found.
“She has long left to leave Tumenang..” said Langgis.
“What?!” Suddenly Senopati Mangku Anom became surprised, the wine in his mouth suddenly spurted out, almost also hit the soldier standing in front of him. “Are you kidding?”
“No, we seven saw her go through a secret passage.with a girl, then with a big black wolf.” said The girl bent her index finger then her middle finger.
Senopati Mangku Anom frowned, he squeezed his head which might hurt at this moment. Not only him, it seems that Patih Siruyu Citro and the Duke of Lingga also put on the same face.
“That's rude of him, how come he doesn't have manners at all?” Senopati Mangku Anom berated the attitude that Sungsang Geni had taken. “And I want to make him one of my soldiers.”
Langgis smiled slightly, shaking her head a few times. As he recalled, Senopati Mangku Anom was not like this before entering the prison, was very authoritative and never acted silly. It seems like prison inmates can make one's brain a little distracted, Langgis thought.
Meanwhile, the other three dukes looked at each other because clearly they did not know about the young man Senopati Mangku Anom meant. The three shrugged each other, with faces full of question marks.
“I need to tell you, maybe the situation is not right but it is okay to say it.” Duke Lingga ventured to say, after the situation inside the Palace was quite calm.
“What is it, Duke Lingga?” ask Patih Siruyu Citro.
“Prince Miksan Jaya and Nyai Bidara are alive. The young man himself said that they had met in Surasena. Perhaps at this time, Prince Miksan Jaya is fighting alongside Surasena to take over the land of Java from the colonization of the Demon Bats and their allies.”
Hearing the news, all the faces put on an expression of disbelief. But no one dared to argue. As they recall, Prince Miksan Jaya went missing 8 months ago, then arrived now about his news.
During that time, there was no information regarding his whereabouts, although some soldiers poured out an illusionary fog to look for him. Feeling free, everyone finally agreed that Prince Miksan Jaya had died.
“If this is true, it seems that the Youth is not the type of person who will lie. This is the best news for the last 8 months. We will support the decision of Prince Miksan Jaya, as a Kingdom that is subject to Surasena, we should support their struggle.” Patih Siruyu Citro said.
Everyone seems to agree with the decision, if this information is true then happiness must be enveloping the contents of the Negri.
The news about Prince Miksan Jaya and the victory against Prajansara made the Kingdom of Tumenang reborn. All the people rejoiced, young old out of the house celebrating independence.
The people shouted loudly, began to tear down the statues of the Demon Bats one by one, knocking down the bars of prostitution.
“Destroy the sacrificial altar to the god of darkness,” shouted one of the people.
“Stupid, it's not the god of darkness, he's just a normal human hearted demon!”
“Ya right..destroy the offering altar, topple the Toxic Mask statue!”
Patih Siruyu Citro glanced from the curtains of the Palace window, watching the merry people happy. The old man gave a small smile behind his dripping tears drenching his wrinkled cheeks. “Your Majesty, have you seen him? Our country is back again as usual, rest in peace! Take it easy we will bring Prince Miksan Jaya back here again.”
After a day, Sungsang Geni and his two friends came out of the Illusory Mist. Residing again in a vast valley with weeds stretching as far as the eye can see.
On the south side, their former fight was still left. The flames were still puffing smoke over the burned bodies. At the same time, the sky suddenly clouded, not long after the rain flushed the earth very heavily.
Sungsang Geni ran on one of the big trees, taking shelter in the leaves. He turned to the Tumengan covered with illusory fog, may the rain also pour on the country, remove the remnants of blood that was spilled, or also wet their lands in the Duchy of Ujung Lempung.
On the other hand, the white water that became the boundary of the Duchy of Ujung Lempung with other Duchies gradually became clear. The swift water of the river, able to wash away the vats of poison in the upper reaches of the river.
Landfills in border villages are filled with water, after 8 months of drought. Ki Demang, smiling happily together with his little family. People in the village cried, giving thanks.
“Geni.Although our meeting was very short, but in our deepest hearts you are our helper. Hopefully your steps get safety, visit again if you have time.” The muttering of Ki Demang's wrinkled lips.
The old man was crying happily, but his tears were not noticeable among the raindrops that were so heavy.