KNIGHTS OF MANAH VALLEY
Lodging

Wulan left the Manah Valley and headed for her room. Along the way to the room, the girl was still reminded of the incident on the edge of the forest which made her even more amazed by the young man.

“You are indeed different from the others!” lirih Wulan smiled.

Not long after, the Manah Valley also moved from its seat and towards the inn room. However, when he reached the courtyard of his room, the young man saw six black-clothed figures sneaking around on the roof of his room.

“Who are they?” lirih Manah Valley buried its body behind a flower plant. “Something's wrong!”

One of the black-clothed figures took out an object from his inner shirt pocket. Strange objects in the shape of a round black colored as large as marbles.

Before being thrown into Patih Ragas' room, the ball was first struck with a single tap of the palm.

“Wire! It's a smoke bomb!” lirih Manah Valley.

Smoke bombs can make a swordsman into a deep sleep if inhaled. The way this smoke bomb works is to weaken the body's immunity.

So, even though a swordsman has a large internal energy, but if inhaling this smoke will still fall asleep and can not be prevented by the power in itself.

Swordsmen who can survive the smoke bomb may be warriors who have good immunity. However, what they were after was Patih Ragas, a man whose immunity began to decline, unlike the fledgling Manah Valley.

Smoke billowed inside Patih Ragas' room. Realizing something was wrong, the sturdy coach took his sword and was about to leave the room followed by Wanapati trailing behind him.

“Bigger! They play sneaky!” patih Ragas growled as he walked out of his room. “Close your nose and mouth, Wanapati!”

Inside the next room, Wulan was about to come out, but what a force, the girl had inhaled smoke and walked staggering.

“Please take care of the princess!” pinta Patih Ragas to Wanapati.

Patih Ragas returned to his room to confirm the existence of the Manah Valley. However, shortly after entering his room, Patih Ragas did not encounter the Valley of Manah.

“Sial! Where's the boy!” angered Patih Ragas covered his nose with his left arm. “Are they after this Pethit Swamp Sword?”

In his demise, Patih Ragas was still thinking about his weapon. How not? That sword was one of the heirlooms that might have been targeted by many black stream warriors.

Patih Ragas left his room again and was about to catch up with Wanapati and Wulan.

However, when he arrived at the terrace of his room, Patih Ragas saw Wanapati being attacked by two people dressed in black.

Initially, the axe-carrying young man was able to keep up with his two opponents, but having inhaled the smoke bomb and carried Wulan, Wanapati was able to be incapacitated by one of the two veiled men. After disabling Wanapati, the two escape with Wulan.

“Badness!” angered Patih Ragas flicked his right hand in front of his face hoping that the poisonous smoke would soon disappear. “Restore Princess!”

When Patih Ragas was about to chase after Wulan, suddenly dozens of arrows shot towards him. With the Sword of Pethit Sawa, the stocky train repelled every arrow that shot out in a twisting motion. It did not stop there, again, dozens of arrows came pouring down on him.

Apparently not only were the six black-clothed figures attacking Patih Ragas, but there were dozens of black figures surrounding the stocky-bodied coach.

With the myriad of experience he had, it was certainly not a problem for Patih Ragas to fend off, even slashing dozens of arrows that attacked him.

In some movements of the nurse, Patih Ragas occasionally holds his left chest, due to the effects of the smoke bomb that has been inhaled. Yes, the heavy-bodied coach had a little difficulty regulating his breathing because his immunity had begun to decline.

Patih Ragas paused for a moment, then swept his gaze towards the black figure that was attacking him from all sides. The burly Patih did not see the Valley of Manah among the group of black figures, indicating that the young man was still safe.

Meanwhile, on the other hand, the Manah Valley was still hiding on top of a large tree branch not far from the inn. For a while, the young man did not make any movements.

It was not without reason that the Manah Valley was still silent, the young man observed and measured the strength of the people attacking his entourage.

“Hahaha! Pretty good of you, patih!”

Suddenly an old man appeared beside one of his men who was carrying Wulan. The veiled man put Wulan from his carrier to the ground.

“Badness!” angrily Patih Ragas pointed towards the old man. “Who are you? How dare to play sneaky!”

“And you!” patih Ragas pointed to one of the veiled men in anger. “Restore Princess!”

“Ha! You want to know who I am!” the old man pointed to his own face. “I am Rambak Selah!”

“What!” Patih Ragas was shocked widening his eyes.

Patih Ragas was stunned for a moment to hear the name of the old man he met at the lunch house earlier turned out to be one of the higher-ups of Lowo Abang Organization. The organization is a criminal organization formed by Ki Badra that aims to launch his plan to control the State of Yava.

In the organization, there are five higher-ups who have high-level science. One of them is Rambak Selah, a white-haired old man who wears a black headband with a picture of a red bat set in white clouds.

“For what Lowo Brother attacked me?” patih Ragas exclaimed in astonishment.

“My destination is only one!” sahut the old man who is none other than Rambak Selah. “Give me that Pethit Swamp Sword!”

“Where might I hand over this heirloom sword!” geram Patih Ragas looked at the sword held in his right hand.

“Basic, train stupid!” Rambak Selah set her eyes on Wulan lying beside her. “Your daughter is in danger, you don't even care!”

Slowly, Rambak Selah's right hand was raised upwards, followed by a reddish light enveloping his palm. Yes, Rambak Selah threatened Patih Ragas by attacking Wulan in order to hand over the Sword of Pethit Sawa.

However, a moment before Rambak Selah's right hand hit Wulan's body, suddenly a black light flashed in front of Rambak Selah. Followed by Wulan who also disappeared from the presence of the old man of Lowo Abang's top.

“Come at the right time!” lirih Patih Ragas smiled towards Rambak Selah, when he realized the Valley of Manah carrying Wulan's body. “Based on the fat boy, you worry me!”

Yes, the Manah Valley used the Three Gates of Life to dart towards Wulan's body. Then the young man took Wulan to a safer place from that place which might soon become a fighting arena.

“Busty!” rambak Selah's growl swept a glance around him shortly after his manager only hit the ground. “Who did this. How dare to play sneaky!”

“Hoi! Aren't you the sly one yourself. How dare to use smoke bombs!” There was the sound of screaming, followed by a black light darting rapidly against the warriors carrying arrows.

Five black figures carrying arrows successfully paralyzed Manah Valley with various kinds of injuries. Then the young man disappeared back to another corner, without showing his form. Of course the actions of the Manah Valley made Rambak Selah a little worried.