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The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Robbery
Curious about what he felt, Arya gathered the courage to ask the three men."Excuse me, Uncle. I noticed that the villagers here seem to live in hardship. Is there a particular reason for this?"The three men, who had been chatting to pass the time, suddenly stopped their activity."Why do you ask that, young man? Are you trying to insult the people of this village?" one of the men asked with a displeased expression."Please don’t misunderstand me, Uncle. I’m just surprised by what I see. Every village I passed before arriving here seems to be in a similar condition. Why is that? Is there no land to cultivate, or is there another reason?"The man let out a deep sigh, his gaze empty as he stared into the darkness before him."It wasn’t always like this, young man. This village, though small, was once prosperous. But ever since His Majesty, King Girindra Kusumawardhana, passed away and his kingdom was split in two, everything changed completely."Arya furrowed his brows. He was starting
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Reformed Bandit
The dozen or so bandits exchanged glances with one another. They were unsure how to respond to the young man's offer. Fighting meant they had to be ready to lose their only life. But if they surrendered, they still didn’t know what orders their leader would give."Your silence means resistance. So prepare to be taken by the God of Death!" Arya raised the sword in his hand, ready to finish off the bandits."Mercy, Warrior! We surrender!" A man, who was also the leader of the bandits, stepped out from the circle formed by his men.The man placed his sword on the ground and bowed his head in fear. His actions were followed by the other bandits. The sound of swords and weapons clattering overlapped as they hit the ground."Now take your comrades' bodies and leave this village! Let me warn you again—if I ever find out that you're still robbing people, I promise not a single one of you will survive!" Arya threatened."But, Warrior... If we don't rob, how will our families eat? We have no ot
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Ambush in the Forest
"So, it’s not King Wijaya Kusuma who has bad intentions?" interrupted a man.Arya shook his head slowly. "No. King Wijaya Kusuma is a wise leader. He would never have the intention of waging war against his own brother. He is doing this only to protect the sovereignty and the people of the Jaya Buana Kingdom.""If you meet him, Warrior, please tell him that we want to be part of the Jaya Buana Kingdom," the man replied."I will deliver your message. Now, I must leave. Take care of yourselves until the war is over. May the gods grant victory to the Jaya Buana Kingdom." Arya concluded his words.The young man then stood up and walked toward his horse, which was tied to a small tree. With a single light leap, he was already on its back.Before continuing his journey, Arya turned to the former leader of the bandits who was following him."Remember, leave for the Jaya Buana capital immediately and don't delay any longer!""Of course, Warrior. We will depart this morning as well.""Very wel
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon The Twin Flying Machete Warriors
Kurama's eyes widened in fury upon hearing the words that seemed to belittle both of them. "Bastard! You're dead!" he shouted, unleashing a long-range attack at Arya.The handsome young man smiled slightly before shifting two steps to the side just as the attack nearly reached him. Dodging such an attack was hardly a challenge for him.Kurama growled in anger. His massive body trembled violently, consumed by his surging emotions. Once again, he launched a barrage of attacks, aiming wherever the young man moved.Chandra refused to be left behind. He, too, unleashed an identical attack, matching his brother's efforts. But the young man appeared completely unfazed, effortlessly evading every assault targeting him.For Arya, who had faced several top figures of the dark sect, the speed of the attacks launched by the two towering men was still far from threatening."So, is this really the extent of your attacks?" Arya mocked with a sneer, his lips curling in contempt.The sworn brothers, t
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Conviction
Even though both managed to leap away to evade the attack, their bodies wavered for a moment due to the overwhelming pressure. Fortunately, Kurama and Chandra were still able to use their internal energy to stabilize themselves.Kurama shook his head slightly. If they had tried to block that attack, there was a high chance they would have died or at least suffered severe injuries."We won't be able to fight him with our current strength," he said.Chandra agreed with his fellow disciple’s words. He shared the same thoughts—they stood no chance against the immense power that had suddenly surged from the young man's body."Who is he, really? With his abilities, his name should already be widely known. But why have I never heard of him?" Kurama wondered.Meanwhile, nearly a hundred meters away from the battlefield, a group of horsemen was startled by the explosion they had just heard. They quickly pulled their reins to halt their steeds.The leader of the group, who turned out to be Comm
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Confusing Question
After struggling to evade the energy attacks unleashed by his two opponents, Arya stared at them from a considerable distance.Realizing that both men were using sunlight as the fuel for their power, Arya raised the Fire Dragon Sword in his hand and fired a massive blast of energy into the sky.A thunderous explosion echoed through the heavens. Slowly, thick clouds gathered and expanded, blocking out the sunlight."Did you really think I wouldn't know your weakness? Prepare to be taken by the God of Death!" Arya hissed threateningly.Kurama and Chandra widened their eyes in shock. They couldn't believe that the young man before them had the ability to obstruct the solar energy they were absorbing into their bodies.Their astonishment deepened when they suddenly realized that Arya was already behind them—without them noticing his movement."How did he get past us without us noticing?" Chandra muttered in confusion.<
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Meeting with the Spy
"Could I really be a prince?" Arya wondered in his heart.The seventeen-year-old closed his eyes and tilted his head upward. A heavy sigh escaped his lips.What about the duty he had to carry out if he truly was a prince? And what about his relationship with Ratnasari, who was only a few days old? Question after question lingered in his mind.One particularly difficult question suddenly arose, making it impossible for him to think clearly. Which should he choose—fulfilling his duty while staying with Ratnasari, or remaining in the palace and abandoning his mission? When it came to Ratnasari, he wasn't sure his parents would accept her if he decided to stay in the palace.Drowsiness slowly crept over Arya. His eyes gradually closed without him realizing it. He might have been able to endure physical exhaustion, but mental fatigue made his body weak as well.Leaning against the tree trunk, Arya fell into a deep sleep, unconcerned
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon The Flying Machete Sect
Without hesitation, Arya answered with the name of the village he had helped defend from a band of marauding robbers two days ago."I’m from Kaliwates Village, sir," he replied calmly.The soldier pretended to think, trying to make his act more convincing in front of Arya and the two spies. His gaze then fell on the sword hilt protruding from the young man's shoulder. "And what do you need that sword for?"Arya knew the question was a trap—an attempt to dig deeper into his identity."For protection, sir. The journey from Kaliwates Village to here takes almost three days, and I had to pass through a dense forest. Oh, by the way, earlier today, about half a day's journey from this village, I saw someone being attacked by a dozen men dressed in red. He fought back."A deep frown instantly appeared on the soldier’s forehead, as well as on the faces of his seven comrades. He knew exactly who Arya was referring to—the red-clad men wer
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A Heartwarming Reunion
Arya stood frozen, stunned to see Princess Laras sobbing as she embraced him. His broad chest, covered by his clothing, was wet with the tears flowing from the corners of the princess’s beautiful eyes, whose beauty rivaled that of Ratnasari.If Ratnasari hadn’t been beside him, he would have surely returned the embrace to comfort her.However, something unexpected happened. Ratnasari stepped forward and stopped directly in front of the two of them, whose bodies were close together. She placed her hands over Arya’s and wrapped them around Princess Laras's back.Arya gazed into the eyes of his beloved. There was a look of wonder and a silent question in his mind that needed an answer.Responding to the confusion reflected in Arya’s eyes, Ratnasari smiled and nodded.Now Arya realized that King Wijaya Kusuma’s words, about Ratnasari being willing to share her heart with Princess Laras, were true. Even so, he felt the need to ask wh
The End of the Battle
Reso was irritated by the question asked by Prawiro. To him, such a foolish question should not have been directed at him. Especially considering Prawiro’s status as one of the elders of the Red Snake Sect, he should have been able to think more broadly and wisely."Do you want to die in vain without fighting back? It's clear that young man won’t let us go, and you’re still asking what we should do?" Reso retorted.Prawiro was offended by Reso’s words. He stood up, no longer willing to help his friend to his feet. He glared at Arya for a moment, steadying his breath.Reso was puzzled by Prawiro’s attitude. He had been patient with Prawiro’s sometimes childish behavior. Like now, for example. It was clear Prawiro was sulking due to the harshness of his words.Unexpectedly, Prawiro lunged to attack Arya. The red staff in his hand spun rapidly before he thrust it forcefully toward Arya’s neck."Don’t be rash, Prawiro!" Reso shouted
Attempt at Peace
The two old men couldn’t hide their shock. As elders of a black sect based in the Sastrajingga Kingdom, they couldn’t detect the nature of the energy emitted by the young man. Normally, just by sensing the pressure alone, they would have been able to tell.Realizing the danger that could easily cost them their lives, Reso took the initiative to make peace with the handsome young man."Wait, Warrior… We’ve never had any conflict before. So I hope this fight ends here."Monk Red Venom was surprised by what his comrade said. He didn’t expect the one known as the Serpent King Warrior to surrender so easily.Reso hadn’t exactly said the word “surrender,” but by offering to end the fight, it was essentially the same thing."About my men—I’ll order them to withdraw, Warrior," Reso added."What are you doing, Reso? Why are you giving up so easily?" Monk Red Venom growled in frustration."Do you want us to die in vain, Prawi
The King Serpent Warrior’s Aid
Arya merely shifted his body slightly, allowing the red beam to shoot past just a few inches in front of him. As he dodged, a smile spread across his face—mocking, almost taunting his opponent’s attempt."Don’t you have anything faster than that?" Arya sneered."You arrogant brat! That was only the beginning!" shouted Monk Red Venom.The old man in all-red attire leaped forward, raising his staff high before swinging it down, aiming straight for Arya’s head."Die!"Blaaar!Monk Red Venom grunted in frustration. The powerful strike he launched missed completely, striking only the sandy ground and sending a thick cloud of dust into the air. His vision was quickly obscured, leaving him unable to see where his opponent had gone.Fortunately, the strong mountain wind soon dispersed the dust cloud. When visibility returned, the old man saw that the young warrior was no longer in front of him."Don’t you run
Monk Red Venom
The beautiful girl narrowed her eyes, gazing up at the mountain. With her heightened sense of hearing still sharp, Ratnasari tried to locate the source of the battle."Arya, there's a fight. The sound is coming from up there!" Her slender index finger pointed to a spot."If you train your senses often enough, you can hear even the slightest sound without needing deep focus. You can even sense someone's suppressed energy, though the limit is usually only if their inner strength is no more than one level above yours," Arya explained."Really? But didn’t you once say we can’t sense the energy of someone whose level is above ours?" Ratnasari asked."That was my old thinking. But during my disappearance, I learned many new things, some quite different from the usual beliefs of most warriors," Arya replied. His gaze returned to the spot Ratnasari had pointed out earlier."We’d better go check it out up there," he added."Hmm.
The Sound of Battle
"Forgive me, but I can't believe you've stepped down, My Lord. To me, you are still the Grand Commander—an irreplaceable war leader. I have seen firsthand how you organize the troops, both in offense and defense," said Nara.Arya raised an eyebrow. "Were you part of the archery unit?""Yes, My Lord. I was among the archers led by Lord Rengga when we attacked the enemy in a valley flanked by hills," the soldier replied."Sit down first. I’ll explain everything. To be honest, I don't like being treated like that," Arya said."I'm sorry, My Lord, but I wouldn’t dare. It's not my place to sit at the same level as you." The soldier kept his gaze lowered, fearfully.Arya looked displeased at the refusal. "That’s an order! Sit next to me—now!" he said firmly.Overcome with fear, the four men quickly rose and sat down in the guard post.The atmosphere shifted drastically. Previously, Karso and the others had spoken to
Suspicion
Watini's imagination soared into the air. As a village girl who had never set foot outside her hometown, she imagined that all the young men in the capital city must be just as handsome as the guest currently in her village.She tried to suppress the rush of blood that surged when she saw Arya. Deep down, she knew her place and felt she had no chance competing against Ratnasari, whose beauty was above average."Come on, Ratna," urged Watini. Staying there any longer would only stir her youthful emotions further and torment her imagination, she thought.Ratnasari nodded and walked alongside Watini toward her house.“Is that girl your lover? Oh, and what’s your name, young man?”“My name is Arya, Uncle.”“And the girl?” the man asked again.“She is indeed my lover. We’re planning to visit some relatives in Sastrajingga, the royal capital,” Arya answered with a made-up story.“I see. You two make a very fine couple—handsome and beautiful,” the man said with a warm smile. “My name is Kars
The Last Tribute
Rengga could only nod slowly. He knew very well who Arya was and what his nature was like. The young man had never once put himself first before thinking about others. In his heart, Rengga promised to keep the message the young man had given him. To prioritize the interests of the people over his own personal interests. As the afternoon approached, Arya and Ratnasari bid farewell to King Wijaya Kusuma, Prime minister Bayu Aji, Rengga, and all the officials present in the palace hall. The departure of the pair of warriors who had been consecrated as the great heroes of the Jaya Buana kingdom left sadness for everyone who knew and understood their exploits. Unexpectedly for Arya and Ratnasari, their departure plans leaked out and spread throughout every corner of Capital. Since noon, almost all the residents of Capital had gathered in a row along the road from in front of the palace to outside the gate. They w
Divine Will
A huge question immediately popped into Arya's mind. "What could the Jaya Buana ruler possibly want in my room at this late hour? Is it something so important that he had to come see me?" "Why are you so surprised to see me? May I come in?" King Wijaya Kusuma asked, his smile radiating strong friendship. The question startled Arya, who was still frozen in shock at the sudden arrival of King Wijaya Kusuma. "Oh, uh... Please, Your Majesty. Consider it your own home," the young man replied, opening his room door wide. King Wijaya Kusuma chuckled softly. "How could you possibly tell me to consider your palace my home?" "Oh, yes..." Arya became even more awkward and flustered at the small mistake he had made. King Wijaya Kusuma walked into the room and chose a chair to sit on. After closing the room door, Arya walked towards the king. As he was facing a king, Arya stood with his head bowed. "Hahaha
