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Caught Red-Handed
Author: X34L
last update2025-10-22 12:40:58

As masters of the highest martial class, the two old men could instantly sense when their sect was infiltrated by an unfamiliar energy — especially one that clashed with their own.

Although Prime Minister Arya had once belonged to the dark sect, he had long since purged the darkness from his body. Yet, when he entered the Fire Demon Sect compound, his energy — unbeknownst to him — struck against a barrier that had been created by the sect’s two grandmasters.

The barrier had been established under the orders of an envoy from the Demon King’s son, shortly after Prince Sanggabhumi had been captured and brought into their stronghold.

Not far from the heavily guarded chamber protected by six sentries, Arya once again invoked Illusion of the Night. In mere seconds, the six guards fell one by one, silently.

Just as he had suspected, inside the room he found Prince Sanggabhumi sitting bound to a chair. The young prince of Erlangga looked relieved when he saw the man who had been his caretaker
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    Mukranaya frowned when he noticed the mysterious smiles on the faces of the two humans beside him. The old demon, whose appearance resembled that of an elderly man, couldn’t hide his curiosity and finally asked, “Why are you two smiling like that?”Arya was the first to respond. “Since we’ve come this far, I suppose we should properly introduce ourselves. My name is Arya, and this is His Majesty King Wirabhumi, ruler of the Erlangga Kingdom — the same kingdom you mentioned earlier, Elder.”Mukranaya’s eyes widened in surprise, though he quickly regained his composure. “Then that means you are the grandson of King Mahendradata? I never thought I would live to meet the descendant of such a humble and wise monarch,” he said, his wrinkled face breaking into a broad smile.King Wirabhumi shook his head. “Not quite, Elder. I’m not his blood relative. King Anggara adopted me as his son, since he had no heir to inherit the throne.”Mukranaya stroked his long beard thoughtfully. “Ah, I see. Bu

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    “Do you know the appearance of your wife’s twin brother?” asked Mukranaya, his ancient voice calm but filled with curiosity.Arya nodded slowly. Within his mind, he recalled the image that Ananta Shesa had once embedded deep in his memory—the face of Ratnasari’s twin brother. But when he tried to describe it aloud, an invisible weight pressed against his tongue, stealing the words from his lips.“I know what he looks like,” Arya finally said, his brow furrowing, “but I saw him not with my eyes—only within my mind. It’s difficult to describe him in words.”“Wait here for a moment,” Mukranaya said with a faint smile before rising from his seat. The old demon, with his long silver hair and quiet dignity, walked deeper into the shadows of his humble dwelling.King Wirabhumi raised an eyebrow, silently questioning Arya about what their mysterious host was doing. Arya merely lifted his shoulders slightly in reply, signaling that he had no idea either.Moments later, Mukranaya returned, hold

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    After devouring the perfectly roasted wild fowl, the two warriors—both of Earthly rank—sat back in brief rest beneath the calm silver light of dusk. The mountain wind whispered softly through the grass as they prepared themselves for what awaited beyond the mortal realm.Two hours before the day was to give way to night, King Wirabhumi, who already knew the location of the lake, darted ahead to lead the way. Both men channeled their energy into the art of weightless movement, a mastery that allowed their bodies to glide over the earth like gusts of invisible wind—swift, silent, and untraceable.It took less than an hour before they reached the lake—a vast expanse of shimmering waters reflecting the fading sky. Arya and King Wirabhumi halted their steps, their gazes scanning the horizon before they chose a massive boulder to sit upon while awaiting the moment of transition between day and night.“I do not know the exact spot where the gate will appear, Your Majesty,” Arya said, breakin

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