Warrior Of Flame Dragon Whip - Chapter 7 Treasured Weapon Tale

The arrival of Gangsiran back to the White Land compound added to the merriness and freshness there. It turned out that Gangsiran was beside an expert as a wedge thrower or small knife, he was also an expert at making people laugh loudly. Gangsiran really likes to be funny and funny. Now he has truly repented for his past mistake, the White Land Master also already forgiven him. Three of them now sitting on the school hall while drinking hot coffee and eating some snacks while Gangsiran telling them about his story after he expelled from school and finally return.

“Master, some time ago, when I stopped in a village at the foot of Mount Brintik in the west side area from here. The people there told me that in the sky above Mount Brintik there was often a snake as big as a dragon hovering and glowing bluish green. Residents there often saw the snake appear and disappear in a cave above Mount Brintik and they suspect the snake came from a weapon”.

“A treasured weapon?”

Asked Mahesa Wulung with surprise.
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“It must be a treasured weapon, but what kind of weapon I do not know, brother. I’ve tried to get it once but not succeed, even myself almost died attacked the snake was in the cave. From the mouth of that big snake gushes out like a fire with a bluish green flame that was very hot beyond the usual red flame”.

Gangsiran stopped the story.

“Indeed, it is not easy to get a treasured weapon”,

continued Master of White Land.

“First, the person must be clean and virtuous and not arrogant. Second, the person must have enough mental power to receive the inheritance, because not infrequently people who have no mental power keep an inheritance until their minds are shaken and insane. Third, the heirloom itself sometimes does not want to just fall and be kept by someone who it doesn’t approve. Against an inheritance, we must be careful. Once we make a mistake, the inheritance will disappear and leave us. Of course, you still remember the story of the Sangkelat and Condong Campur weapon which disappears from the place of royal storage because they felt angry and did not comfortable with the situation there”

The Old master paused telling stories.

“Ah, we forgot to drink the coffee because too much to tell stories. Let’s drink it before it becomes cold”.

While enjoying coffee, Mahesa Wulung still thought about the story. He felt interested in the story of a snake that glowed bluish green.

“Teacher, would I be permitted if one day I went to investigate this heirloom?”

Asked Mahesa Wulung while putting back his coffee cup to the table.

“May you have the need to go to Brintik Mountain to investigate the heirloom. Take Gangsiran with you and go there together, so he can help you show the way. Maybe next week will be a good day, you can be prepared while waiting the good day”,

said the old man.

“In the past, my grandmother’s story, whether it was true or not, said that approaching the fall of the Majapahit kingdom and the rise of rebellions, there was a whip with the dragon-shaped treasured weapon called Kyai Naga Geni which vanished from the royal heritage building. Perhaps this was because he did not feel happy to witness the conflicts between Majapahit’s royal figures which were essentially the same as tearing his own chest from within and this was what accelerated its collapse. The heirloom when he left his place changed into a bluish- green snake flying into space. If it has something to do with snakes that often seem to float above Mount Brintik, surely that snake is none other than the Kyai Naga Geni heritage”.

White land master ended the storytelling, while Mahesa Wulung and Gangsiran finished their coffee. The situation returned to silence. Outside the sound of the wind was heard, the sound of the cicadas muttering with the melodious tone.

“Now, I’ve been telling you stories for too long, until I forget that the night is late. Okay, we go to bed now. We need to rest”.

Said the old Master while stood up and then followed by Mahesa Wulung and Gangsiran standing. They go to each respective room and go to sleep.