The handsome young man channeled his inner energy to relieve the pain coursing through his body. Something about the three opponents before him felt odd. Judging by their energy levels, Reksapati and the leader of the Blood Red Moon Sect were clearly stronger, yet their attacks were able to penetrate the Fire Dragon energy he had summoned.“Hahaha! How could we be paid so handsomely just to kill someone as weak as him?” one of the three sneered.“You’re right. I also wonder why those two soldiers were willing to pay such a high price for this young man’s life. I thought our target would be formidable, but he turns out to be nothing more than a lowly insect,” his companion replied.Hearing the word soldiers made Arya’s brow furrow deeply. His thoughts immediately turned to Prince Purbaya, who despised him.The handsome young man stood up as the pain in his arm subsided. His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, locked onto its prey.“You just mentioned a prince and soldiers, didn’t you? Was

That night, Prince Purbaya could not close his eyes at all. His mind was haunted by the thought of his arrogance, which he had built for so long, about to crumble. He considered it only natural for a noble like him to be arrogant—after all, he had something to be proud of. It was a different matter if arrogance came from someone of the Sudra caste or the lowest social class.Prince Purbaya’s two soldiers, exhausted and in dire need of rest, had no choice but to stay up with the heir to the Cakrabuana throne until morning.They had to endure their fatigue and drowsiness, which felt like a rain of arrows in battle, lest they face punishment. They knew that Prince Purbaya was infamous for his cruelty in punishing his subordinates.As dawn approached, Prince Purbaya finally managed to close his eyes, though only by forcing himself to do so. The 25-year-old Crown Prince reminded himself that he had to compete in the third round of the tournament held at the Jaya Buana royal palace.In the

Suddenly, his thoughts inadvertently turned to Arya. His encounter yesterday with the mysterious young man led him to suspect that Arya was the culprit."But is that even possible?" His heart was filled with questions. He was still unsure about the thoughts forming in his mind.King Wijaya Kusuma stepped out of the treatment chamber and ordered his soldiers to find Arya and bring him to the palace.Meanwhile, in the royal square, a host climbed onto one of the stages. After taking a deep breath, he loudly announced the postponement of the third round of the tournament.Disappointed murmurs erupted among the audience, mixed with long, disorganized whistles.From inside a small tavern, Arya peeked outside upon hearing the commotion of the disappointed crowd in the square. His curiosity grew, prompting him to invite Ratnasari to approach the stage and find out what had happened.After paying for the meal that had already settled in his stomach, the two of them walked briskly into the roy

A broad smile spread across the lips of the two elderly men. The thought of gold filling their pockets danced before their eyes."The young man is staying here, Elder. As per our agreement, I will settle the remaining payment once you have successfully killed him," said a soldier serving Prince Purbaya. He was unwilling to be deceived again by paying in full before confirming the job was done."Hahahaha... I can assure you the boy will die. Just prepare the rest of my payment. But remember, if you break our deal, I will hunt you down and separate every part of your body!" replied the taller of the two old men."How could I dare break my promise to the two leaders of the Black Eagle Sect? Once you have killed him, I will pay the remainder immediately. The prince may even reward you handsomely.""I’ll hold you to that! Now leave and watch from afar as we finish the job."As the two soldiers walked away, the two leaders of the Black Eagle Sect leaped lightly onto the inn's roof.For warr

The increasingly heavy rain seemed to affirm Jalu’s desires. Ratnasari's curves became more visible, her silk clothing failing to conceal her private assets."Your body looks so delicious, beautiful girl. What a shame it would be if you had to die so soon. But I won’t kill you before my bird gets to feel the sweetness of your grip!"Ratnasari remained unfazed. She was used to dealing with the filthy thoughts of men who lusted after her body.On the other side, Sumarta, now in a desperate situation, drew the sword hanging from his shoulder. The sword, with a black blade and a hawk-shaped hilt, radiated a formidable energy the moment it was unsheathed."So, you can no longer fight barehanded, old man," Arya taunted with a smirk. "But if you want to fight with weapons, I’m more than ready to face you!"Not wanting to be outdone, Arya unsheathed the Fire Dragon Sword. The legendary weapon emitted a crimson aura, looking magnificent under the pouring rain.A more intense battle ensued. Ary