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The Sword Of The Fire Dragon First Round
According to the lottery results, Arya and Ratnasari were assigned to different stages. Arya was on stage number three, while Ratnasari was on stage number four.The adjacent battle arenas allowed the young warriors to sit together instead of being separated. They sat among the other participants waiting for their turn on both stages.Unexpectedly, Darsono was also assigned to stage number four, the same as Ratnasari. This made him excited and eager to teach the beautiful girl a lesson.The most difficult situation would be faced by the warriors on stage number two. The presence of Prince Purbaya, who was also in group two, certainly caused confusion among the other participants. As the crown prince of the Cakrabuana Kingdom, his position put the competitors in a dilemma. They couldn’t possibly dare to injure the crown prince, even though the tournament had no special rules.Participants were free to injure or even kill their opponents. Additionally, anyone who surrendered or stepped
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Arya's Courage
Prince Purbaya shifted his gaze toward Arya. A great fury radiated from his eyes. He was annoyed and enraged because his enjoyment of Ratnasari's beauty had been disrupted by the words of a mere commoner."No one dares to dictate me, you scoundrel! You are just a commoner and have no authority to control what I do!" he snapped."Weren't we all gifted with eyes by the gods to see? Then why do your guards forbid me from looking at you?" Arya sneered, showing not a hint of fear. "You and I are both creations of the gods—the only difference is our positions. You are a prince, and I am an ordinary man.""If you know that, then you should show me respect, for I am the son of a king!" Prince Purbaya retorted."Listen to my words, oh so-called honorable prince. I will respect anyone, but only if they are truly worthy of respect." Arya rose to his feet. "I respect those who value others, even a mere child. But you... with your inability to respect anyone, do you truly deserve to be honored?"E
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Ratnasari's First Match
To confirm his suspicions, the ruler of Jaya Buana Kingdom asked, "Where do you come from, young man?""I represent the Sacred Staff School in this tournament, Your Majesty," Arya replied, keeping his gaze lowered to the ground. He felt a deep respect for King Wijaya Kusuma, whom he considered a wise ruler."That’s not what I asked. Where are you from, and who are your parents?" the king asked again."I do not know, Your Majesty. I lost my memory and have no recollection of where I come from or who my parents are," Arya answered without hesitation, as he truly had no knowledge of his origins.A deep furrow appeared on King Wijaya Kusuma's forehead. The middle-aged man then whispered to Bayu Aji."Could it be, Your Majesty?" Bayu Aji asked curiously."Just follow my orders and confirm whether my suspicions are correct or not. Go now!""As you command, Your Majesty." Bayu Aji bowed in respect and immediately left the place.Prince Purbaya was curious about what his uncle had ordered Bay
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Easy Victory
Ratnasari looked at Darsono, who was sitting among the other participants. With a bright smile, the beautiful girl gave him a thumbs-up—only to turn it downward.Darsono's eyes widened in shock. Seeing his friend humiliated so easily had already angered him, but Ratnasari's mocking gesture made it even worse.The tall, muscular, bald man immediately stood up, his fists clenched tightly as he struggled to control his emotions. If this weren’t an official tournament held by the palace, he would have rushed onto the stage to fight the girl himself."Get up, Wismaya... Fight her! Don't bring shame to our school!" he shouted loudly to encourage his friend.Wismaya got up, feeling humiliated. He wiped the blood off his face with the back of his hand and tasted its salty bitterness as it trickled down to his lips.Darsono’s shout was like a whip of motivation, pushing him to fight harder. He couldn’t afford to be disgraced in front of so many people—especially as a disciple of the Red Eagle
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon A Misleading Accusation
Arya stepped toward the stairs to greet Ratnasari, who was descending from the stage. The audience, all of whom were men, pushed forward, eager to get closer to the beautiful warrior who had now become their new idol.However, they were left disappointed when Arya walked away while holding Ratnasari’s hand. The beautiful girl with dimples was taken aback by his sudden gesture.Ratnasari’s face flushed red with embarrassment, but she did not pull her hand away from the handsome young man. There was an unfamiliar sensation, a strange thrill she felt at that moment.Arya himself only just realized that he was holding Ratnasari’s hand. He quickly let go as they arrived at a small tavern—the very place where Ratnasari and Darsono had clashed the day before.After ordering food, they chose a table near the window. They wanted to keep an eye on the stage, so they decided on that particular spot.A moment later, the elderly woman who owned the tavern approached them, carrying their meals in h
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Battle at the Inn
Darsono and his dozen companions finally walked away from Arya’s room. After the members of the Red Eagle Sect descended the stairs, Arya followed them.The late night and the closed eateries gave Darsono and his friends more freedom to act. They had no hesitation in beating up—or even killing—the young man.Other guests had heard the commotion outside Arya’s room, but none cared enough to get involved.Once outside, the dozen Red Eagle Sect members stood facing the inn's entrance, standing arrogantly as they awaited Arya’s arrival."So, you're brave after all, young man. I didn’t expect you to come out and face us," said one of Darsono’s tall and lanky friends."What should I be afraid of from pests like you? Honestly, you’re not even worth my time. But since your friend keeps chasing after my beloved with his dirty tricks, I have no choice but to teach him a lesson—so he learns to respect women!" Arya retorted with a mocking smile directed at Darsono."Shut your mouth, you insolent
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Darsono's Die
Fear and shame mixed into one, preventing Darsono from thinking clearly. The tall, burly man then stood up and drew his sword."Hahaha... Even if you use your sword to fight me, it will mean nothing! Your life will still be taken in an instant!" Ratnasari sneered. Her fingers tensed, forming claws ready to tear Darsono's body apart.Ignoring Ratnasari's taunts, Darsono lunged forward and swung his sword with all his might. His focus was no longer on satisfying his lust but on killing the beautiful girl. He had been utterly humiliated in front of the inn's guests.A faint sound of air splitting accompanied the swing of his large sword."Die!" he shouted loudly.Darsono was confident that his attack could not possibly be blocked by the unarmed Ratnasari.And he was right. Ratnasari could not possibly stop the fast-approaching sword with her bare hands, but she easily dodged the attack by leaping to the side.Then, she dashed forward, aiming her claws at Darsono’s unprotected neck.Howev
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Second Round Tournament
Without them realizing it, the public's enthusiasm for watching the tournament grew after hearing rumors that a female participant had a beautiful face and an alluring figure. This was proven by the large crowd of spectators cramming around Stage Four, where Ratnasari was competing.Stage Three was no less crowded, but most of the audience consisted of young women in their adolescence. They had gathered after hearing whispers about a participant who was exceptionally handsome. To verify the rumors, they willingly squeezed in among the other spectators.Estimating that they still had about two hours before the tournament resumed, Arya and Aji visited their favorite small food stall to fill their stomachs. The elderly woman who owned the stall beamed with joy upon seeing them arrive, her smile widening as if she had just received an unexpected windfall.Without asking, she hurriedly prepared their favorite meals.It didn’t take long for her experienced hands to finish cooking for her tw
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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
