Prince Without Crown
testing the authenticity of kemuning tumbal keris

As soon as the order of each elder came out, stating that all the disciples who were in the pendopo were to leave, to go, now everyone obeyed and began to move to leave an additional building in front of the mansion belonging to the Sword God. Prince Indra is also one of the many who will leave the place.

"Indra stay here!" The Eagle's Eyes made Prince Indra undo his intention to leave.

"Rear Anom. I know that the remnants of the forces from the kingdom of Sri Kemuning still persistently provide resistance to the tyranny of Jaya Pradana assisted by the black forest martial. However, they were just ordinary people without leaders who would inherit the throne. Say that currently with them there is still Empress Galuh Cendana. But that does not guarantee that if he remarried, then his son will be king in the Kingdom of Sri Kemuning. Therefore, their struggle is only limited to helping the oppressed people. Not to overthrow the power of Jaya Pradana," said Mata Elang reopened their discussion after the students who had been a little separated from them had moved away from the pendopo.

"What does that mean, Eagle Eyes? Don't you play riddles. Tell me what you know!" Pinta Dewa Swords aka Anom, a master in this teak padepokan Anom.

"The back of Santalaya, about seventeen years ago, had helped a baby orok that had fallen into the ravine of the valley of the carcass. Instead, Santalaya's own brother told me everything!" Eagle Eye Pinta.

All eyes were now looking towards Eyang Santalaya. They were currently waiting for what the very old man would say.

"The incident was exactly seventeen years ago when I was imprisoned in the ravine of the valley of the carcass" said Eyang Santalaya.

He then told me everything very clearly. Starting from Prince Indra fell into the abyss, until there was a clash between himself and the soldiers from Paku Bumi.

"Young man, what's your name?" Ask the Sword God.

"My name is Indra, Eyang!" Prince Indra Mahesa.

"Is it just Indra?" Ask the Sword God again.

"Indra's. Indra Sontoloyo," replied Prince Indra also made those in the place to smile.

"Have you given Indra's name to this boy, Santalaya?" Ask the Angel's Finger.

"Not my best friend. I only heard the voice of a woman shouting Indra's name when this child fell into the abyss" replied Eyang Santalaya.

"I knew, according to the news of my disciples who had gone down the mountain about seventeen years ago, they heard the news and told me that, when the queen had run away, she had escaped, he indeed brought with him the Crown Prince along with the kemuning tumbal keris of the royal coat of arms. If the kemuning tumbal keris was on this young man, then it is legitimate that he was the crown prince of the kingdom of Sri Kemuning who supposedly fell into the ravine of the carcass valley,"

"What is the sign if the keris is there, Kakang? Sorry, not that I do not believe or doubt the words of Kakang Santalaya. However, if the fact is that keris exists, then, how to prove that the kemuning kris is real or fake?" Ask Bima Purana who wants to make sure that no one is taking advantage of this mess and confess that he is the prince who fell into the ravine in the valley of the carcass.

"The kris is a keris made by Kiai Ageng Empu Jaya Reksa. Once upon a time, every hundred years will rise a Steem star that will drop something to this earth that can be used as a base material to make weapons. Various lucky weapons can be ordered from the falling object. His Majesty's father Perkasa Alam managed to get the object through the medi and brought it to Kiai Ageng Empu Jaya Reksa to be made a keris that would later be used as a legitimate symbol of his power in Sri Yellow,"

"It took twelve years to make a keris that was finally named after him, Keris tumbal kemuning. Meanwhile, Kiai Ageng Empu Jaya Reksa has inserted the spirit of a dragon from the seabed to guard and become khadam in the keris. If not from the descendants of His Majesty the Mighty Realm, then no one will be able to pull out the dagger, even though the power of his inner energy has reached the level of perfection," replied the Sword God steadily.

"Indra's. Now is the time to find out if you really are a prince of the kingdom of Sri Kemuning or not. Now, get your keris out let them prove it to themselves!" Said Bidadari the silver fan ordered Prince Indra to test whether the elders in the martial forest is able or not to draw the yellowish kris tumbal from the warangkanya.

"Who of you wants to try it first?" Ask the Angel of the silver fan.

With this, the angel's finger inched a few fathoms forward and clenched both hands in front of the forehead, then lifted the dagger from its place earlier.

"They... Hiaaaat.uk. Why so strong?"

The angel's finger was still not satisfied either. He now began to gather all his inner energy coupled with studies and then began to pull back the dragon head-shaped keris handle.

"C.iiikh.., iiiiikh..! Huh. I gave up" said the Angel's finger and placed the dagger in its place, saluted and inching back.

"Anyone else want to try?" Ask the Angel of the silver fan once again.

"Sorry before. It's not like I want to show off my strength here. It's just that, while I haven't tried, I will continue to be haunted by curiosity," said Bima Purana as well as inching forward.

Same with the Angel's finger, he also clenched his hands in front of his forehead and took the yellowish crisps from their place.

"Hiii..! Iiiiaaaa..!"

"Huh. So strong!" Said Bima Purana with a reddened face and a hunting breath.

Now it is the turn of the mad poet who failed to pull the keris from the warangkanya. He did not feel ashamed because he was sure that no one would be able to pull the keris.

When Eyang Santalaya was in the pinta to take part, the old man obviously refused. This is because he was already deterred by the great power contained in the keris so that the walls of the rickety hut owned by Bidadari silver jebol fan was hit by his thin body.

Now it is the turn of the Sword God.

Before lifting the keris from its place, he first exerts all his strength in the direction of the hand to the elbow. Then he scratched the keris and tried to pull it out.

Either because it was too strong or because of fear of embarrassment, almost all of his strength he put in to pull the keris. What he did not expect, however, was, the internal energy that he exerted excessively had instead turned around and hit his own owner so that his body figure shot backward hitting the pendopo teak wood big pole until it broke.

For a moment everyone ran away from the collapsed pendopo room.

Now in the courtyard, the Sword God lay spewing out fresh blood a sign that the white forest elder was suffering from quite severe internal injuries.

Seriate...