KNIGHTS OF MANAH VALLEY
Suro Menggolo (5)

After making sure everything was okay, Mr. Daryoko suggested that the occult portal be destroyed, worried if someone got lost in it, or someone abused the portal.

While the other residents, caring for Araka, Narendra and Pataksi who were injured due to his fight with Berandal Suro Menggolo.

The valley of Manah again took a swing, standing in the middle of the Twin Lamtoro tree. The young man used Ajian Tiger Palm to destroy the magic portal made by Berandal Suro Menggolo.

A moment later the portal disappeared from the middle of the twin lamtoro trees. Berandal Suro Menggolo was handed over to the village security and will be reported to the duchy to account for his actions.

“I'm sorry!” exclaimed Araka who had taken control of her body and approached the Valley of Manah.

“Sorry for what?” sahut Manah Valley.

“Because I underestimated you!” araka stretched out her right hand. “My name is Araka!”

“Oh, the!” answer the Valley of Manah while welcoming Araka's hand. “Tak problems. I'm Manah Valley!”

The two talked to each other during the trip back to Ki Daryoko's house. Araka was still astonished by the power of the Manah Valley.

Sometimes Araka just feel the science of Andhap level canuragan on the body of the Manah Valley, and without realizing it suddenly Araka felt the science of the Manah Valley is at the level of Madyo.

According to him, the strength of the Manah Valley is unpredictable and also cannot be measured at the level of kanuragan science in the path of shortness.

“This is the result of my hard training!” the Valley of Manah explains. “I'm different from most warriors, emm, I have an abnormality in my body!”

“What is it?” Araka frowned.

“Emm, sorry. I can't tell anyone!” sahut Manah Valley.

Araka simply smiled in response to the words of the Manah Valley. It seemed as if he was aware, that above the sky, there was still the sky. Araka who felt himself great, very underestimating the Valley of Manah which is thought to only have canuragan knowledge at the level of Andhap.

However, it was precisely the Manah Valley whose strength was above that young man, and hid its prowess.

“After this, where are you going, Valley!” said Araka who is getting familiar with the Valley of Manah. “Better come with us to White Sword College!”

“Not that I refused!” sahut Valley Manah patted Araka's shoulder. “But I have to go to the kingdom to join the match between young warriors!”

“Really! Our college has also sent some of the best students!” araka explained. “Alright if that's what you want. Hope you can do your best!”

Finally Araka could understand the Manah Valley, she did not force the young man to follow her to the White Sword College.

Arriving at Ki Daryoko's house, all were entertained with lunch that had been prepared by several courtiers.

On the sidelines of the banquet, Ki Daryoko representing the residents of Tritis Village thanked the White Sword College, and also to the Manah Valley who managed to defeat Berandal Suro Menggolo.

The village was calm as usual. The threat of Berandal Suro Menggolo has ended although it still leaves sadness to those who are victims of his cruelty.

“Valley, can I ask you something?” exclaimed Araka when just sitting together in the village head house.

“What is it?” sahut Valley manah frowned.

“Time in Buntu Village. Did you finish off the Girisi Group and save the village girls?” araka was curious.

“I-iya?” answer the Valley of Manah. “I hid in that hill. Emm, but it was precisely the hill that was their headquarters and the place to perform that strange ritual!”

The Valley of Manah tells everything that happened in Buntu Village. From meeting Amiri while bathing in the river, to the arrival of Araka who immediately worried about the state of Amara.

***

“I beg you, Ki!” said the Valley of Manah bowed his body.

“Thanks for Valley for helping us!” ki Daryoko Sahut. “This village will always be open to nak Valley!”

Manah Valley came out of the gate of the village chief's residence with a wave of hands from the village officials and some villagers. Behind the young man, Araka, Narendra and Pataksi also say goodbye.

“If you have time, visit our place!” araka Exclamation.

“I will definitely visit you guys!” the closing of the Valley of Manah passed away leaving them.

The Manah Valley stepped its feet, slowly but surely the young man headed westward. Pass through the rocky dirt road with the right and left of the big mahogany tree. Occasionally heard the chirping of finches that are doing rituals.

***

The next morning, the Manah Valley rushed out of Tritis Village. The young man walked down the path to the west end of the village.

The rocky dirt road with the left right of the trees is lush, occasionally heard the chirping of finches perched on tree branches trying to attract the attention of the female.

The path leads to a large tree that grows aloof, a sign that soon reaches the limits of the duchy. There is a vast expanse of rice fields owned by villagers planted with rice, interspersed with palawija plantations.

After walking down the rice fields, there is a river bank that is not too wide which is a source of irrigation of rice fields and fields owned by local residents.

The river was named Sigebang River, the river that became the boundary between the Duchy of Purwaraja in the east and the Duchy of Kabaman in the west.

The clear water makes Manah Valley want to wash their face, occasionally play water by making small ripples, or throw a thin stone into the middle of the river.

Without feeling the sun has begun to rise, the Manah Valley came out of the Village Tritis, as well as out of the Duchy of Purwaraja. Yes, Tritis Village is the westernmost village of Purwaraja Duchy.

“Welcome to Kabaman Duchy!” exclaim Manah Valley read the inscription on a border monument almost as high as a coconut tree. “I have to find information to get to the kingdom!”

Be loved, ulam arrived. When the Valley of Manah needed a clue about the duchy he visited, the young man found a large market and stopped for a moment to rest.

While looking for information about the road to the kingdom, Manah Valley looked at the many merchants who peddled their wares. From the produce of the earth, clothes, even weaponry were in this huge market.

One of the merchants in front of him offered the Manah Valley some food. Because his stomach was no longer able to compromise, the young man accepted the offer of the merchant in front of him. There is nothing wrong with filling an empty stomach, after a tiring journey.

The merchant was curious about the Manah Valley, as only this time saw the young man in the market of this village.

"Sorry young man, is this young man a new citizen in this village?” ask the merchant.

"No uncle, I just hitchhiked through this village and happened to be from the morning not eating yet, so I took a break in this market!” sahut Manah Valley. “What is the name of this village, Uncle?”

“This village is named Wangatan Village!” replied the merchant uncle. "Where is this young man from and where are you going?" The merchant was curious about the Manah Valley.

"I am from Purwaraja Uncle Duchy, precisely Kedhung Wuni Village and want to go to the kingdom!” sahut Manah Valley while enjoying a basket of rice and stir-fried kale his favorite.

"What is there really need? This young man's journey is far!" ask the merchant again more and more curious.

"There's an important affair that I have to settle uncle!” The Valley of Manah answered by hiding its true purpose.