KNIGHTS OF MANAH VALLEY
Fire Whip (2)

The Manah Valley which was about to continue its journey to the Duchy of Kotaraja was deadlocked when it met the Sabayu River. The young man walked upstream, looking for the edge of the river that was close to the opposite.

However, the further north, the Sabayu River is even wider between the distance of the east bank and the west bank. According to local residents, the only access to the other side is by boat.

The young man boarded the boat for an hour, because the boat was only paddled by three people. Until the young man reached the west of the Sabayu River and heard a commotion between the old grandfather and a man carrying a whip that turned out to be the Tulak Empu against his own disciple, Lokadenta.

“Don't be young! Let Lokadenta go!” exclaiming Empu Tulak blocking Manah Valley ready to install the horses. “Please take me home!”

As the Manah Valley turned its head towards the Tulak Empu, Lokadenta rushed away with an heirloom whip.

“You will be wretched with that whip Lokadenta!” the curse of the Tulak Empu looks at the back of Lokadenta lost in the thick of the trees.

Lokadenta went upstream and gathered his men and invited all the warriors and colleges in the Duchy of the Valley of Flowers to gather at Sabayu River Pier.

***

That morning the Manah Valley changed the cloth wrapped around the chest of the Tulak Empu. It looks like the old man grimaced withstanding the heat and pain of the effects of the heirloom whip. Sometimes the Valley of Manah wipes the wound with warm water, so as not to stick with the cloth wrapped around it.

“Empire, is grandpa okay?” Manah Valley asked while changing the cloth wrapped around Empu Tulak's chest.

“Tomorrow also healed Valley!” sahut Empu Tulak occasionally endured the pain in his chest.

In front of the terrace of his house, Empu Tulak tells a lot about Lokadenta. Actually the man is a good person, always in accordance with Empu Tulak and easily understand every science taught.

However, everything changes when Lokadenta likes a girl, the daughter of the higher-ups of the Green Flower Region. Lokadenta was always humbled by the daughter of the higher-ups of the region because she was only a blacksmith's servant.

Until the village chief's daughter received the proposal of a swordsman who has high canuragan knowledge and the two were married. That's what makes Lokadenta so hurt.

Lokadenta wanted to be strong, so that no woman would demean him. With the Fire Whip of the Dragon Geni in his hands, he would probably become a great swordsman. However, Lokadenta got the power from the wrong way.

“Empu grandfather, let me stop Lokadenta!” exclaim Manah Valley while eating boiled yams and sipping warm tea from the bamboo roof.

“I really hope for you, Valley!” sahut Empu Tulak's.

***

The sun was already directly overhead, today was the day that the warriors made their choice. Will it be against Lokadenta? Or, become a follower of that plontos-headed man.

With a few subordinates that had been gathered, with a flash Lokadenta had taken over the lead of the Green Flower Region. In fact, forcing the residents to give up half their crops.

“So you've all come, hahaha!” shouted Lokadenta from the stage on the banks of the Sabayu River. “I hope you guys will join me and master this Flower Valley area, hahaha!”

The warriors were just staring at each other, still hesitating to make their choice. However, some black stream warriors instantly took the vote to join Lokadenta.

“I Karang Wilis, ready to join Lokadenta!” exclaimed one of the black stream warriors who carried a machete on his back.

The Red Flower Region was an area that was still under the rule of the Flower Valley Duchy. The region is located in the northern part which is mostly in the form of highlands. If taken on foot, it will take a day of travel.

The Valley of Flowers Duchy itself consists of four regions. The northern region of the plateau is called the Red Flower. The western region which is mostly arid area is called Yellow Flower.

On the south side bordering the beach is named Blue Flower. And the easternmost of—where Lokadenta gathers power is named Green Flower because some of its territory is in the form of rivers and forests of the people.

While the capital of the duchy itself was named after the duchy was—Lembah Bunga, the duchy was filled with beautiful flowers.

“I won't be your follower, hoi Lokadenta!” exclaimed a swordsman from the white stream carrying a sword weapon.

“Ohh, apparently you are Surang Kandhi!” sahut Lokadenta appoints Surang Kandhi. “Alright, if that's what you want. You must die!”

After saying so, Lokadenta swung the heirloom whip towards Surang Kandhi who was still standing in front of the stage. Originally Surang Kandhi managed to avoid every whip that attacked him.

Until on one occasion, Lokadenta again swung the whip that was fed by deep energy to light up at the end and licked the chest of Surang Kandhi. The man with the sword died instantly with a burnt tear.

Surang Kandhi was a swordsman from the white school who during his life helped the duchy. You could say, Surang Kandhi was one of the protectors of the Flower Valley Duchy.

“Whosoever opposes me, will fate like this man!” exclaiming Lokadenta from the stage pointed at the body of Surang Kandhi with his left hand. “I give you leniency, if you can avoid my five moves, you guys I release, hahaha!”

“What a cruel you Lokadenta!” A middle-aged man jumped up onto the stage with a gourd jug on his waist. “I'll stop you!”

“Ohh, Drunk From Lawa Cave, Kartala!” exclaim Lokadenta frowned. “If you can avoid my five moves, get out of this place and don't interfere in my business!”

Lokadenta swung his whip towards Kartala who had just taken the stage. By rolling to the left side, Kartala avoided one swing of the Lokadenta whip. Kartala gulped down the wine from his gourd jug, then darted to attack Lokadenta.

With the hard-to-guess characteristic horses of the drunkard, Kartala made Lokadenta difficult, swinging his whip for the second time. Kartala jumps and salto backwards avoiding the swing of the Lokadenta whip.

“That's a drunken move!” exclaimed one of the white swordsmen was surprised to see the Kartala style.

On one occasion, Kartala managed to corner Lokadenta. The drunk man used his pumpkin jug to smash Lokadenta in the face.

“Badness!” lokadenta.

Back Lokadenta swung his whip, this time with his inner energy, to make the tip of the whip lit with fire. Again Kartala easily avoids the swing of the Lokadenta whip by bending his body.

“Not wrong he was nicknamed Drunk From Lawa Cave!” said one of the warriors who carried a sword.

Until Lokadenta swung the whip a fifth time, Kartala seemed fine without the slightest injury. Of course it made Lokadenta even more furious, the man with the head of the plontos was holding the head with both hands.

His face flushed red, perhaps withstanding the shame of not being able to hurt a man who liked to drink wine. Until finally Lokadenta let Kartala go from that place.

“You, I release, Kartala!” lokadenta exclaimed without looking at the drunk man.