All Chapters of RISE OF THE DRAGON KING!: Chapter 271
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The tip of the Left Wing General’s sword snapped into two pieces.*Elsewhere in the hall, the screams of officials mingled with the clashing of weapons. Blood flowed across the white marble floor, reflecting the flickering light of swaying lanterns. The traitorous Left Wing forces, loyal to Prince Jon Vick, swarmed from every direction, massacring anyone in their path without discrimination."Nimira, you seem so passionate in facing us..."Nimira’s elegant gown spun slowly; every movement of her blade looked like a dance of shadows.Yet, amidst the chaos, two figures stood tall beneath the shadow of the throne: Ardhana and the General of the Left Wing, Karzath Velan.Karzath’s broken sword was still caught between Ardhana’s two fingers. He tried to shove Ardhana back to break the grip, but Ardhana’s stance did not budge an inch.“How is this possible...?!” Karzath roared, struggling to pull his sword away, but Ardhana’s two-finger grip felt as if it were locked by an otherworldly phy
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Heavy rain fell throughout the night over the roofs of Dumai Palace. A gray sky shrouded the capital, and the morning mist swallowed the entirety of the defense towers.Three days had passed since that bloody hearing. General Karzath remained imprisoned beneath the palace, but his lips stayed tightly sealed—even after Ardhana ordered interrogations using torture methods of excruciating pain.However, the body has its limits of endurance. If he were to kill Karzath now, Jon Vick would never emerge without someone to open the way for him.That was why, that night, he and Vargan hid within the shadows of the Imperial Trade Council building—a place that had long served as the headquarters for black-market traders supplying weapons to the Left-Wing Division.“Vargan, are you certain this man will show up?” Ardhana whispered from beneath the hood of his black cloak.“Yes,” Vargan replied softly. “Jon Vick’s right-hand man is named Rezan Tuar, a former head of palace logistics. He is the on
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Rezan Tuar groaned, his body trembling violently. The poison coursed through him like thousands of fiery needles piercing every joint. Veins bulged across his face, his eyes bloodshot as if they might burst at any moment. The grinding sound of his teeth echoed throughout the room, now filled with the metallic scent of blood.“Aaarghh!! Stop! Stooop!!”His hoarse voice cracked between screams of unbearable pain. His hands shook, his nails bleeding from clawing at the stone floor.Ardhana stood silently before him, watching without emotion—like a judge awaiting a sinner’s confession. In his hand, a small vial of pale blue liquid spun slowly.“This is the antidote,” he said flatly. “Just one drop, and all your pain will end. But if you wish to remain a loyal hero of Jon Vick, I can grant you the slowest death ever created by mankind.”Rezan looked up with bloodshot, tear-filled eyes. “Y-you really are a cruel demon…”Ardhana crouched in front of him, their distance no more than a breath
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The guards exchanged wary glances. Amidst the drizzling night rain, the symbol of the crowned eagle on Ardhana’s hand shimmered under the torchlight—an emblem no sane man dared to trifle with.Instantly, the faces of the Blades soldiers stiffened. The lead commander bowed deeply, signaling his troops to retreat."My—my apologies, Lord High Justice... we were unaware you were on a secret Imperial mission," he stammered. "Please, pass through. We will ensure no one follows from behind."Ardhana remained silent, his gaze unwavering, before giving a small nod to Rezan. The group moved again, cutting through the Jawara city border toward the north.Vargan glanced at Ardhana with a faint smirk. "I almost forgot... you always have a way of commanding without ever having to raise your voice.""When the symbol of the law is sharper than a blade, one only needs to raise a hand," Ardhana replied flatly. "Now, silence. We haven't cleared their patrol zone yet."The carriage lurched forward along
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The second arena within Duskra Fortress was far more expansive. The floor was not made of ordinary stone, but of layers of black steel that reflected the eerie blue light from the torches on the walls. The smell of metal and oil mingled with the damp subterranean air, creating an atmosphere akin to a breathing, frozen hell.Seijun, the bald man with the red dragon tattoo, walked slowly around the perimeter of the arena while thumping his barrel-like chest. His low laughter echoed throughout the chamber."Only arrogant soldiers hold back in Duskra," he said snidely. "In this place, if you don't spill blood, you are a nobody."Ardhana didn't answer. He shed his outer robe, revealing only a simple t-shirt on his torso.Vargan stood at the edge of the arena, watching with anxiety yet certainty. He knew that if Ardhana chose to fight without the intent to kill, it meant he intended to bring all of Jon Vick’s right-hand men to their knees through sheer skill.***Seijun’s cold smirk deepene
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"I have come all the way from the land of Amerta seeking an answer..." his voice sounded cold.'The land of Amerta? Who is he? How dare he come here without a shred of protection?' Jon Vick thought to himself."What answer?""The answer regarding the death of my grandfather, the Great King..."WUUUUUUUUNG!The air seemed to vibrate. Who didn't know the figure of the Great King? A name of great renown as the advisor to the most powerful nation, who had died in the land of Dumai.Sriiiiiiing!All the soldiers drew their swords from their scabbards. However, Jon Vick casually signaled them to hold back."Have you investigated it?""Indeed... I have read all the documents, and all evidence points toward your brother... Jon Diablo. Now, I wish to form an alliance with you..."Jon Vick’s expression did not change at all. He looked incredibly calm, like still waters that run deep.Vargan stood frozen. "S-so when you were hiding the documents...""Forgive me, but I will side with anyone to se
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"You are truly heartless... How could you possibly make my foster brother side with you?"Vargan’s bound body was forced out of the dungeon to face Jon Vick."Vargan, you are Diablo's right hand... but there is one thing you must know. Now Ardhana, the monster who has hidden in this country for quite some time, has sided with me.""There is Nimira, she won't—""Nimira's abilities are on par with Valsha's. That is the reason I believe Ardhana can bring Diablo's head to me."***During the long journey toward the capital of the Dumai Empire, Valsha provided information that this assault would not be a direct attack. Instead, they would execute a plan first."We will weaken the entire force of the Right-Wing General."Ardhana gave a thin smile. "With only this small force?""Of course not. This team is the core of the palace assault. The ones moving to weaken them are the Left-Wing divisions, who have been feigning submission due to Karzath's incompetence."Without changing his expressio
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Ardhana smiled faintly.“Their swords may be sharp, but that little dagger won’t affect a victory that has already been planned… Wasn’t it your task to eliminate all the troops of the right-wing division? Now begin…”“That’s right, we’re already here—don’t waste time! ATTACK!” Valsha shouted loudly, prompting all the troops under her command to immediately engage in open sword combat.WUUUUUSH!“The palace is under attack?! CALL FOR REINFORCEMENTS?!”CLANG! CLIIIING!The sound of clashing swords from both sides echoed loudly throughout the palace courtyard. Yet Valsha and Ardhana continued walking calmly. They seemed to enjoy the battle, until Valsha forcefully kicked open the doors of the grandest hall in the capital.BRAAAAAAK?!Silence filled the room. Only Nimira and Emperor Diablo could be seen at the throne.“You bastard, Ardhana?! I raised you to be the Supreme Judge of the palace, and you dare side with my own younger sibling?!”Ardhana walked calmly and took his seat at the S
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“Dare to betray the Emperor?! Kill them without mercy?!”One by one, the troops under Jon Vick’s command were slaughtered mercilessly. From inside the palace hall, Nimira, staggering with unsteady steps, began approaching Ardhana.“You have done well… Ardhana.”“Nimira, your wounds…”“For the sake of the Empire… I am willing to bear this. Thank you.”Not long after, the palace grew quiet. Three days later, Ardhana sat calmly upon the Emperor’s throne.He gazed toward the door as the sound of approaching footsteps from Jon Vick’s group echoed through the hall.Creeeeak!The doors opened, and with confident strides, the middle-aged man looked at Ardhana with a cold sneer.“What do you think you’re doing sitting on my throne? Ardhana, you may have carried out your task well… but a puppet is still a puppet. It must move under its master’s control. Now kneel before me—perhaps I will leave your corpse intact…” he said coldly.Ardhana smiled faintly. Deep inside, his murderous intent toward
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“Ardhana, even though you now hold the highest authority of law in the palace, his crimes are severe… How can the punishment be this light?!” one of the officials behind Emperor Diablo spoke with irritation.“He even caused Dumai and Amerta to become hostile toward each other… Because of him, our nation was isolated?! Ardhana…!” another added.However, Ardhana calmly looked at Emperor Diablo, who unexpectedly agreed without any intention of arguing.“Even so, he is still the highest authority of law in this palace… Besides, he was the one who forced Jon Vick out of hiding…”Nimira stepped forward toward Ardhana, her smile graceful—like a war angel showing a different side to certain people.“I know you have another plan… Ardhana, I will do it.”Shortly after Nimira captured Jon Vick and Valsha, Emperor Diablo ordered the entire Blades force to eliminate the remaining rebels led by Jon Vick.*Inside the palace hall.“Ardhana, honestly… I truly admire you. I had prepared countless plan