All Chapters of The Sword Of The Fire Dragon: Chapter 321
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Important Information Without Being Asked
As someone who had long roamed the martial world, he felt he had never heard of a young warrior who could master the fire element so perfectly. In fact, he himself could be said to still lack the capacity possessed by the young man beside him.Hearing such a question, Arya’s mind immediately turned to Ratnasari. If his suspicion was correct—that the old man beside him came from a black sect—then at the very least, the man might know a thing or two about Ratnasari’s father.“I’ve trained since childhood in the Devils Eagle Sect, Elder. Nearly ten years later, I met an old man while carrying out an order from the leader. I learned from him, but he never even told me his name,” Arya replied with a calm and unwavering expression.Hearing the name Devils Eagle Sect mentioned by the young man, Poncokusumo immediately shifted his sitting position slightly sideways. Now he could freely look at the young man’s face to ensure the truth of his words.“So, this warrior is one of Elder Reksapati’s
Poncokusumo’s Suspicion
Years of experience in the black sects made Poncokusumo wary of trusting strangers he had only just met.His seven disciples quickly left, leaving the old man alone in the stillness of the night. Only the heavy breaths escaping from his lips and nostrils broke the silence.“Let’s hope so,” he murmured softly, breaking the quiet. It was like love at first sight—except not in the literal sense. What Poncokusumo felt toward Arya was admiration and a deep hope that the young warrior would become part of his faction.Meanwhile, Arya had already entered his room. He quickly cleaned himself up, changed clothes, and then stepped out again. His destination was the chamber of King Damarjaya, to report what he had just learned.On his way there, Arya carefully observed his surroundings. Just like Poncokusumo, he didn’t trust strangers easily—especially those from black sects, which had proven time and again to be untrustworthy.Before Arya reached King Damarjaya’s chamber, Elder Wiyasa and Ratna
The Arrival of King Karnakemala
Tompel and his three companions nodded. They understood the situation they had to face, though reading a person’s expression was far more difficult—especially when the one they had to observe was a skilled warrior.“Return to the palace and stand guard as usual. Remember, the royal hall and King Ayodya’s private chamber must remain your top priority. If you cross paths with that young man or find yourself near him, suppress your energy as much as possible—or better yet, avoid him entirely!”“Yes, Elder,” Tompel and the three others replied in unison.“In short, do not let that young man realize you were the ones who fought him last night. Behave as ordinary soldiers!” Poncokusumo ordered.The four men nodded once again. After bowing respectfully to the deputy leader of the Blood Sword Sect, they quickly left his room.At the same time as Poncokusumo’s conversation with his four members, another discussion was taking place in Elder Wiyasa’s chamber.Before Arya awoke from his sleep, Ra
The Question
The arrival of King Karnakemala made Arya’s heart pound. At the very least, the decision of whether the war would continue or not was now drawing closer. Only one more night remained, and tomorrow the fate of the future would be revealed.From a distance, Arya simply watched the grand welcome given to the ruler of the Candipuro Kingdom. Not even the slightest desire arose in his heart to approach. He feared that someone might recognize him as a prince of the Sastrajingga Kingdom.However, Arya’s choice to stay away did not go unnoticed—it stirred deep suspicion in the mind of Tompel and his companions. Members of Poncokusumo’s group, who during the day disguised themselves as palace soldiers, realized that Arya was not among those welcoming the royal guest.Night eventually descended. Arya chose to remain in his chamber without stepping out at all—Elder Wiyasa and Ratnasari did the same. The three of them wanted to rest as much as possible, knowing that tomorrow would demand their pea
False Support
Aside from discussing the gathering location of the armies from the three kingdoms, the meeting also determined the exact time to launch the attack.Arya actually felt both surprised and suspicious at how calm the discussion was. Logically speaking, the news of his two elder brothers’ capture should have reached King Ayodya and King Karnakemala. It was impossible for them not to have spies in the Purareksa Palace.Yet, deep in his heart, he also hoped they fully believed that King Damarjaya would not betray the agreement they had made.“As for when our troops will depart for the Sastrajingga capital, let Elder Poncokusumo answer,” King Ayodya said.“Thank you for giving me the time, Your Majesty,” Poncokusumo replied as he stood up.“Before that, I would like to greet the young warrior who will play a significant role in helping us during the war against the Sastrajingga Kingdom.” Poncokusumo smiled at Arya. “Please stand, Warrior.”Arya was startled when Poncokusumo mentioned his nam
Helping the Villagers
The journey back took almost the same amount of time as when they had departed. However, along the way—more precisely after they crossed the mountain marking the border between the Purareksa Kingdom and Swarnabumi—Elder Wiyasa suggested that Arya and Ratnasari should head straight for the Sastrajingga Kingdom.The founder of the White Eagle Sect explained that there was another route they could take without passing through Purareksa’s capital first. If they avoided the capital, they could shorten their journey by five to six days.“When you reach a large fork in the road ahead, Prince, take the path to the right. You’ll pass through two duchies—Kotasura and Jaya Amarta. After Jaya Amarta, you can ask for directions to the Sastrajingga capital,” Elder Wiyasa explained.“Very well, Grandfather. In that case, we’ll set off first,” Arya replied.“Wait, Prince… Given how complicated our current problem is, please try to avoid incidents that might waste time.”Arya gave a faint smile before
Incitement
The handsome young man reached for a tree branch hanging above him and snapped it. He then stripped off the leaves clinging to it and broke it into several smaller pieces."Honestly, I didn’t want to get involved in your business. But I can’t just stand by and watch you murder the villagers." Arya swept his gaze over everyone who was staring at him."Enough talk! Let’s slaughter these villagers!" shouted a member of the sect who stood about fifteen meters from where Arya was.The man raised his sword and was about to slash it at a nearby villager.But before the blade could reach its target, its trajectory suddenly changed. Not only that, the sword slipped from his grasp and clattered to the ground.Shock flooded his mind in that brief moment. He had no idea what had struck his sword so that it flew from his hand.Yet when he looked toward the handsome youth standing on the horse cart, he began to suspect that Arya was responsible—especially since, at that very moment, Arya’s piercing
Information from Wisnu
"Lies! I have never done anything to harm others!" the accused member of the sect retorted.Arya fixed his sharp gaze on the sect member pointed out by the villagers. He noted the man’s expression — so convincingly genuine, as if he had never committed the act he was accused of.But Arya would not be so easily swayed by mere pretenses. His vast experience dealing with all kinds of personalities during his travels had honed his ability to analyze every situation."Lies or truth are not based merely on words, but on evidence and witnesses," he countered."I’m not speaking carelessly, Warrior. The villagers who witnessed the incident can testify," the villager interjected. "I can summon them all if needed."Arya smiled faintly and shook his head. "No need. I already believe what you’ve said. It’s now clear who is in the wrong. One or two witnesses may still leave room for doubt, but when there are many, it’s almost certainly the truth.""I’m not lying, Warrior. They’re just trying to pro
Instructions for Sastrawijaya
If there truly was a young warrior capable of defeating Mandalasura, he should at least have heard of his name."Do you have any information about the name and physical description of this young warrior?" asked Sastrawijaya, reaching for a rolled palm-leaf manuscript and a quill adorned with peacock feathers."As far as I remember, his name was Arya, Grandfather. His most notable traits are that he has a handsome face, shoulder-length black hair, and carries a black-colored sword," replied Wisnu, recalling the information he had gathered.Sastrawijaya listened carefully while jotting notes on the palm leaf."Alright, wait here! Don’t go anywhere until I return!" he said, putting the quill back in its place."Yes, Grandfather," Wisnu nodded.The elderly man with a youthful face then stood and entered a chamber within the same room.Inside, Sastrawijaya sat cross-legged. He reread the writing on the palm leaf and memorized it to ease the search he was about to undertake.He then closed
The Sadness of the Waitress
Sastra Wijaya clenched his fists when the image of his daughter’s face flashed before his eyes. In truth, Wisnu only knew his mother’s name and had never seen her face. From the moment he was born, Wisnu had been separated from the woman who gave birth to him, never to meet her again.If that disgraceful incident had never happened, Sastra Wijaya would have gladly acknowledged Wisnu as his grandson in public.“Chandradewi,” he whispered softly, closing his eyes. “If only you had listened to your father’s words and stayed away from that wretch, I would never have done something so cruel to you.”Clear crystals of tears welled up at the corners of Sastra Wijaya’s eyes. The supreme leader of the dark sect could not hold back the grief he had carried for so long.“Ranggasura… you will not be able to hide forever!” he muttered darkly.Time moved on as usual. The stillness of night was replaced by the warmth of the morning sun illuminating the earth.The villagers, who had only just experie