ARYA MAHESA
The Legend of the West

After Arya said her point, the auction arena became silent.

The host frowned in wonder. "Book? ... When do I have a book to auction? " Murmurm.

"Oh, maybe I was wrong. If you want to sell it. If so, I'll raise the price. Call it how much, and I'll pay for it. " Said Arya

The people in the auction hall were really astonished by Arya's statement. They had not seen a single book there, or had not realized it.

"Young Master, what do you mean? I don't understand." Ask the host to try to make sure.

"Aren't you in your hand right now, you're holding something? And I want to buy it. Is that hard to understand?"

The host glanced at what was now in his own hands. At that moment, his eyes instantly widened. Not because he did not know what he was holding but this object was always held during the auction.

Not only himself, almost all the warriors who had participated in the auction in the city of Palas, every year saw the object. They even know the book very well.

The sound of laughter restrained, began to be heard almost in all corners of the Bali auction. Before long, the sound of a burst of laughter, instantly echoed throughout that sizable room.

"Hahahahahahha!"

"Hahahahahahahha!"

"Hahahhaha ... !"

Even the host and the entire Anggita trading house in the auction hall were also laughing. They really can't help it.

That's because, the book held by the host is the annual joke material that will be auctioned after the main items are completed at auction.

In fact, the host once joked, whoever swore would take the book with him for the rest of his life, then not only will give it for free but the owner of the event will give the swordsman ten thousand Arta money.

The open that the host brings has a really strange character. It looks more like a scribble of chicken claws instead of writing. He himself did not remember where he found the book, because he thought it was funny and could be a material to make jokes, so he kept carrying it and in his candlestick, also once considered the book, he said, as curses.

Arya can't help herself with what she's interested in. Ever since the host appeared and took up the book, Arya immediately learned that it was a book.

Since it was an auction event, and coincidentally Arya did not really understand how to bid on it, she immediately bid on it when she saw someone bid on an item at a bargain price.

Because he thought the book was very valuable, Arya tried to bargain. Even he was willing to pay much higher than what he mentioned it.

However, right now everyone was laughing at him, as if he was the most stupid person in the world. Instantly his feelings changed.

Arya took a deep breath.

"Bahurak—"

"Yesufff... !"

A condensed aura that had extremely strong compressive power instantly filled the room. Instantly some swordsmen instantly felt suffocated as if it was hard to breathe.

The voice of someone stepping was very clearly heard. The man walked over and went up on the stage. On his shoulder, he carried a sword that was quite large in size.

The members of the Trading House instantly fainted as the person went on stage and approached the auction host.

"I asked. Isn't this book you think of as a curse?"

Jemba the Bojalang made the host immediately bend their knees on stage. Obviously the killer Aura, on the loose to suppress the host.

"Bg-yes ... "

Jemba. "Then why did you beat up the guy who even paid you and saved you from the curse?"

Oembawa tak bjsa answered. He didn't think there would be such an event. Indeed, he had heard of the fall of the Bojalang.

Both of them, not just know this year. It has been almost twenty years they are friends and every auction held in Palas City, of course it is with the permission of the swordsman who is now showing his true face.

The appearance of Jemba, clearly instantly silenced all laughing mouths. Only one of them who prepared with Aura would be unleashed on this invincible warrior in the Western Mainland.

Almost all of his contemporaries knew that the Bojalang had withdrawn from the world of shortness.

In his honor, the two countries even gave him land and never interfered with his affairs.

However, today the Bojalang ***** retract the sword. Rangjala knew that something must have triggered it.

His eyes glanced back at Arya and instantly immediately fell wide. Arya once again pointed out that, even with the extremely powerful Aura that now enveloped the entire Hall, the young man did not look affected at all.

In fact, Spanjala could see that Arya's eyes were showing great anger. When he saw the other four girls, the same thing happened.

The Killer Aura pressure from the Bojalang, was not even able to cripple the apes that were nearby.

"Young Master, is this the book you want?"

Jemba asked Arya after she picked up the book that was in the host's hands. There was no further ado in his words. He just wanted to make sure as soon as possible that that was exactly what Arya wanted.

Arya nodded. "Yes. I offered him a hundred million.!"

Now Jemba who nodded understood. Then he spread his eyes across the room.

"Do you dare to pay higher?"

No one dared to answer. Even if they were brave, they would not offer it. The problem is, let alone to talk, just breathe they are in trouble.

"Sad. If you can laugh, let your face look glassy. You may not believe, ask the bird, the breadth of the world."

After saying that, Jemba pulled his Killer Aura. However, it does not immediately make the atmosphere better.

The young warriors were so astonished to know how powerful Jemba was. During this time, they felt that the old man, only the swordsman who switched jobs and opened a business in old age.

No one thought, the story they heard about Kebojalang, was true. Today, they had actually seen the mountain peak. And it feels so high.

"Tell them, Young Master over there, won the auction for this thing."

After saying that, Jemba gave back, the Book to the host. To get everything done immediately.

After that, Jemba walked up to Arya. The old man, stopped in front of him and said.

"Young Master. If you are pleased, lift the curtain and let me come closer."

At that time, Arya removed the seal made to protect the other four girls.

"Please." Arya said afterwards.

Everyone was really made to not be able to believe what had just happened. Never the swordsman who holds the title of the already legendary Rojalang in the West Mainland, shows who he really is.

However, right now the swordsman was standing next to the weak youth, who foolishly bid high on an object that had absolutely no price.

Even the Sultan's children had never been treated the same before. This corroborated their cynicism that Arya was really no ordinary noble.

However, once the auction continues. The warriors were already able to draw conclusions and decided they would not deal with the five people.

Even when one of them bid for an item, no one dared to rival him. Luna, Ciel and Bai Hua, used the tingling to get the items that interested them.

After all, Arya had already spent a hundred million Arta to buy things that were considered worthless by this trading house before. And this is where they feel to repay him.

However, several pairs of eyes still kept an eye on them. He was among them, there were two people who seemed to whisper.

"Master, the troops are approaching. What do we do?"

"Hold, we attack at Dawn, so we do not violate the law and the rules."