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The Sword Of The Fire Dragon 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
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon 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 Sword Of The Fire Dragon The Human Trafficking Syndicate
The scorching midday sun blazed overhead as the mighty sun perched high in the sky. A group of about 30 people was seen walking along a narrow path, heading into a forest. Leading the group were two individuals on horseback, with two others riding at the rear.Among them were 15 men dressed like warriors, occasionally kicking at eight young men who walked unsteadily. Their feet were bound together, making their steps awkward and labored.A cart followed behind, carrying a metal cage in which five young women sat huddled. Their faces were etched with overwhelming fear, and their eyes were swollen from crying incessantly.“Our haul these past few days has been impressive, Restu. The boss will be pleased with what we’ve captured,” said a burly man wearing an earring on one ear.“You’re right, Barda. Looks like we’ll be rewarded by the boss, hahaha!”Restu smiled broadly, his gaze fixed on a handsome young man walking at the back of the eight captives with bound feet. “We’ll sell the othe
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Saving Hole
"Stop, you bastard!" shouted Darsa as he kept running after Arya. His breath was heavy, matching the quick pace of his footsteps.Thirty meters ahead, Arya's heart pounded like a war drum beaten repeatedly. The handsome young man did not glance back even once to see how close Darsa was behind him.Arya ran with all his might. His only thought was how to escape from the clutches of those who wanted to sell him."Stop, Arya! Don't run!" Darsa shouted again.Arya was the name the young man had given to the people who had captured him. In truth, he didn't remember his real name or where he came from. He remembered nothing except waking up suddenly on the banks of a fast-flowing river.While searching for food to fill his growling stomach, the human trafficking syndicate found and captured him.The gap between Arya and Darsa gradually narrowed. Physical ability and combat skills clearly made the difference. Arya was a young man with no knowledge of martial arts. Although his physique was s
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon The Monkeys of the Abyss's Depths
"If Restu and Barda ask, just tell them the young man is dead, as you’ve seen. Now let’s leave this place!" Darsa said as he walked away from the edge of the hole.His four companions followed Darsa's brisk pace, their minds still occupied by Topan’s death—a man who had always been with them.Arya's body, however, lay unconscious after falling into the hole. The handsome young man slid through the long, slippery tunnel until he finally landed in a place filled with moss-like plants, slightly elongated but with a bluish-purple hue.Towering trees reached upward, as if without end. Dozens of monkeys—clearly the inhabitants of this place—played cheerfully, swinging from the long roots that stretched all the way to the ground.So engrossed were the monkeys in their play that they didn’t immediately notice the presence of a foreign figure, utterly different in appearance from them.For a while, Arya’s body remained motionless. His clothes were torn in several places from scraping against r
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Magical Moss
"Alright. For the time being, until your memories return, I will call you Arya. You can call me Sarwana or King Sarwana," said Sarwana with a soft chuckle.Arya couldn’t help but smile at Sarwana’s amusing expression when he laughed. The atmosphere instantly became lighter with their laughter echoing outside the hut."How about staying here for an indefinite time until you regain your memories?" Sarwana continued, posing the question after his laughter subsided.Arya was silent for a moment. He still remembered the cruelty of the human trafficking syndicate members that led him to fall and end up at the bottom of Panguripan Gorge."Why are you quiet and not answering my question, Arya?" Sarwana asked curiously."I want revenge on them! But how? They must be eradicated so no one else becomes a victim of their cruelty!" Arya growled in anger.Sarwana squinted, staring intently at Arya. Suddenly, he was reminded of a human he once knew."Why does this young man share the same spirit as h
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon The Book of the Dragon King
Arya chuckled softly as he looked at Sarwana. "It turns out you weren’t lying, Sarwana. The Tundra Moss has made my bones incredibly strong," he said while shaking his head."I would never lie to you, Arya. Now come with me to a certain place!" Sarwana invited.Arya nodded, having already placed his trust in the giant ape who also happened to be the king of the Panguripan Gorge inhabitants.The two walked along paths filled with abundant Tundra Moss, thriving in the damp conditions of the gorge.To Arya, the Panguripan Gorge felt like a paradise on earth—a dream come true for many warriors. In this gorge, where he had initially lacked any desire to learn martial arts, he felt as if he had been blessed beyond measure.To him, the Tundra Moss was a guarantee that he could become a great warrior in the future. Although he still didn’t know how Sarwana planned to train him in martial arts, he felt hopeful.After walking for some time, they reached a place that was unlike most areas within
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon The Warrior in the Prophecy
Unlike the first time he jumped—or rather, was pushed by Sarwana—this time Arya could control the trajectory of his body.Unbeknownst to him, during the two weeks he had spent in the hut consuming Tundra Moss regularly, Arya's bone structure had strengthened significantly. Additionally, the internal spaces within his bones for storing inner energy had expanded.Sarwana had played no small part in this transformation. The Tundra Moss he gave to Arya was infused with inner energy. Not only did this enhance the strength of Arya's bones, but it also allowed him to develop a foundation of inner energy even before his training began.Arya himself noticed the significant changes within him but remained unaware of the concept of inner energy since Sarwana had yet to explain it. So far, he attributed his ability to control his body during jumps solely to the quality of his bones shaped by the Tundra Moss, unaware of other contributing factors.In other words, without consciously learning to ma
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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
Ratnasari's Threat
Embarrassed? Of course, Prince Purbaya felt ashamed to have to apologize to Ratnasari. But he felt he had to do it if he truly wanted to change his ways. Step by step, the younger brother of King Wijaya Kusuma approached Ratnasari. It wasn't out of fear of Arya, but because he had made up his mind to become a better person. Standing before Ratnasari, Prince Purbaya bowed his head. All eyes in the hall were on him. "I apologize for all the wrongs I have done to you," he said, not daring to look at Ratnasari's face. Shame was the most accurate word to describe his current feelings. Ratnasari, still angry at the man, turned her face away. Coincidentally, Arya was looking at her and gave her a slight glare. With a nod, the handsome young man signaled for his lover to forgive Prince Purbaya, even if it was just a formality. Ratnasari put on a sour face. In her heart, she found it very difficult to forgive Prince Purbaya. But be
Suspicion
Watini's imagination soared. As a village girl who had never even left her village since she was a child, the girl, the same age as Ratnasari, assumed that all the young men in the Capital City had the same kind of handsome features as the guest in her village.The rush of blood flowing through her veins when she saw Arya was suppressed. She realized that she had to compete with Ratnasari, who possessed above-average beauty."Come on, Ratna," Watini invited. Staying there for too long could make her young blood boil and torment her imagination, Watini thought.Ratnasari nodded and followed Watini towards her house."Is that girl your lover? Oh, by the way, what's your name, young man?""My name is Arya, Uncle.""And that girl?" the man asked again."She is indeed my lover. We were planning to visit our relatives in Kotaraja Sastrajingga," Arya answered with an alibi."I see. You two make a very good couple, handsome and beautiful." The man smiled warmly, "Let me introduce myself, my n
