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King Dharmalaksana's Doubt
Author: X34L
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King Wijaya Kusuma smiled warmly, trying to ease the slightly tense atmosphere. “My apologies, Your Majesty… There is something we need to discuss, and it is of utmost importance. Prince Arya— I mean, Prince Jayalaksana— is the Supreme Commander of the Jaya Buana Kingdom. Right now, he is on his way to the capital city of the Cakrabuana Kingdom for reconnaissance.”

“My son is the Supreme Commander? He is only seventeen years old. Are you joking, King Wijaya?”

“I would not joke about this, Your Majesty. Prince Arya— I mean, Prince Jayalaksana— was appointed as Supreme Commander because of his extraordinary abilities. Despite his young age, his combat skills and strategic thinking surpass even everyone in this palace,” King Wijaya Kusuma explained.

King Dharmalaksana furrowed his brows. He suddenly doubted whether the young man in question was really his son. As far as he knew, Jayalaksana had no combat skills whatsoever. His only expertise was hun
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