ARYA MAHESA

ARYA MAHESA
Give Route


Among all the eyes that saw the incident, there were only two pairs of eyes that realized the oddity that felt very strange.


Spanjala and Jemba si Kebojalang ******. Yes, they saw how a young man who did not even have the inner strength, could walk without feeling pressured between the two warring camps.


When Teratak from the stronghold of Durma and Sendang from the stronghold of Surma looks to give Arya a punch, someone immediately releases a huge killer Aura.


The aura can make the holy warriors there difficulty breathing. Even Surma and Durma instantly drew their Auras at that very instant.


Rantangjala was already in front of Arya. However, his eyes at that moment glanced at Jemba. Patih the Threshold country, sure if he does not move quickly, then the Bojalang will immediately act.


"Young Master. These two are crocheting lest the master take heart."


Arya felt a strong force in this man in front of her. Just a little careless, this guy could have hurt him. But Arya just smiled.


"I just want to see the auction. Don't want to see a cat fighting."


Although not yet understood by the strange that is in front of him, Patih SpanJala tried to be careful.


"If Young Master is pleased, please keep going. The auction hall is across. All of us, give it a bow."


Really surprised everyone. Not only does it interfere with a fight, the appearance of Arya also immediately makes a Patih move.


Right now, there is a reason why all of them who intend to make Arya and the others their target, have not done anything. That is because of the presence of the Spanjala.


Although the law in this city is clear, but the presence of Spanjala directly leads them to some conclusions.


It was impossible for a Patih to only come to join the auction. As a swordsman, they know that if Spanjala is here, there is a problem that is being borne.


Unwilling to be rash, they tried to ascertain once again the interrelationship between Spanjala and the five people.


The incident they had just seen, gave them the conclusion that led them to, the young man who was in the middle of everyone's vision, not an ordinary young man.


This city has its own laws, but there's no way they're forever here. When troubled with the wrong people, it is possible that when they get out of Palas city, they will find themselves in danger.


Arya nodded and smiled back. "Thank you, I didn't come alone. Some friends accompanied. If you don't take heart, can we go?"


"Master can walk, I guarantee you."


After that, Arya turned her head back, and nodded slightly. Then he walked back in with the four girls who were with him.


Ayu's image was completely unable to digest what was happening. He also knew who the Spanjala was. However, for some reason, while walking with the three girls, Citra Ayu did not feel nervous at all.


In fact, when Surma and Durma saw them passing by, Citra Ayu still felt that nothing bad would happen.


"Is that what we call subjugation science?!" His inner.


The story of the Aura is told in different ways around the world. If what Citra Ayu conjectures is true, then according to him, Arya has a scientist subjugating or can be called as, Aura Ruler.


The alleged image of Ayu is not impossible, because Arya looks to have the confidence of a king. If not because it looks weak and has no inner strength, then everyone who saw it, would have immediately concluded like that.


Unlike all of them, Panjala and Jemba looked at each other from a distance. Not knowing what they had now concluded, the two nodded simultaneously and turned around simultaneously.


After that, Surma and Durma also passed in following their respective followers. No one raised any objections to the attitude of Spanjala, their teacher.


The two understood that it was impossible for a Patih, the land where their father led as Sultan, to take to the streets only to break up the commotion they had caused. They were too familiar with the Spanjala, as more than half of their lives were spent under their teacher's tutelage.


Both Durma and Surma, passed by thinking about who the young man in the defense of the Spanjala. Having no inner strength, the two conclude that Arya may be of noble descent.


However, it is certainly not the nobles of this Land. Because they were one of the highest noble families in the Mainland and did not know Arya at all.


Royal nobleman Swarna, from the Northern Mainland Barus City.that's what the two twins are thinking about today.


The warriors who saw the incident were also busy with their respective thoughts as they dispersed.


However, there were several pairs of eyes from above the second-level building looking at the five people who had just entered the auction hall.


"Not run the mountain in pursuit."


Said one of them, and the other immediately responded by nodding and smiling obliquely.


Meanwhile, upon re-entering the inn, Jemba put on an unusual look.


Maybe this is what escaped the sight of Spangjala but not for him.


Jemba looked at how the three girls were preparing to fight. Maybe he'll think they're crazy if he doesn't realize it soon.


A person who has deep strength that is very far below his opponent, will stand in fear when he finds out who their opponent is. No person who was stupid enough would fight with two strong camps while they were outnumbered let alone number.


However, Jemba clearly saw with his own eyes that, instead of being scared, the three foreign girls seemed to smile as their master threw a tantrum.


The three warriors seemed to be completely underestimating the strength of their opponents. As the already hapless swordsman crossed this cruel world, there was only one answer for him back then.


There were three people with extraordinary strength, just coming to this city that he had painstakingly built. Jemba the Bojalang, was very sure that the three girls were hiding their true strength.


Any swordsman's fight in this city, never cared about at all by Jemba. But not this time.he is sure, if really the three had started fighting, two sons of the Sultan of this country could have died.


"I don't care if it's an earthquake, those three are wreaking havoc. The city of Palas at the end perished. Great war in sight."


Auction events are not ordinary events. Especially in the West. Small fights happen often. But now, it is different. Before knowing who exactly the five people were, there should be no fight at all.