The Fire Dragon Sword
The Golden Claw Sect
Tens of kilometers away from the kingdom of Malwageni, there was an unbalanced fight in a sect.
The smell of blood was spreading at every corner of the plank, a middle-aged man shouted out loudly.
“Curse you old bastard! what's wrong with the Golden Claw Sect on the Black Devil?” the hand of the Golden Claw elder ki Sadana held his stomach that had been drenched in blood.
His breath gasped, if not for the energy in his possession, he might have been unconscious for a long time due to the loss of a lot of blood.
“Since when did the Black Demon sect need a reason to kill? we will kill whomever we want,” ki Bongkel laughed out loud, his entire body shrouded in an extremely powerful killing aura.
Ki Bongkel was one of the vice elders of the black Demon Sect who had a level five high Swordsman.
Ki Sadana's body trembled violently under the pressure of the inner energy of ki Bongkel, he realized his knowledge was far below his opponent's.
He stared at his surroundings, his sect had been destroyed in the attack of the Black Demon sect. All his disciples were slaughtered without being left by the black demon army, knowing it would not be able to win.
“Sorry Gusti Prabu, I can not help the Malwageni kingdom, I hope you are safe."
Ki Sadana opened her eyes, she poured the rest of the energy in her right hand.
Dongkel smiled coldly, “You're desperate huh old bangka? alright today I will make the Golden Claw sect only stay name in the martial world.”
Dongkel shot at high speed towards ki Sadana.
“Gold Claw Level ten : Steel pheonix” claw, ki Sadana attack with the rest of her strength but Dongkel can fend off easily.
“Tiered Two Demon Sword Dance: Devil Uplifting Sukma,” in one breath the vice-patriot sword of the black Demon Sect was already lodged in the body of ki Sadana.
Fresh blood came out from the mouth of Ki Sadana.
“Tamatlah your history old bangka, buried with your sect,“ said Ki Dongkel while laughing loudly.
After sheathing his sword, ki Dongkel called out to one of the nearby disciples.
“Send a message to His Majesty the king, the Golden Claw Sect has perished" Dongkel said slowly.
“Good elder,“ replied one of the sect disciples.
***
Arya Dwipa is seen entering the queen's pavilion which is immediately greeted by queen Sekar Pitaloka warmly.
Arya Dwipa nodded slowly then said “Ratuku, there is something I want to talk to you”.
Arya Dwipa then sat facing Sekar Pitaloka.
“Auntie please bring the prince way outside in order to breathe fresh air,” Sekar Pitaloka called the nanny who was outside.
The baby was named Sabrang Damar, who was the crown prince of the Malwageni kingdom. He is still eight months old and is the successor to the throne of Arya Dwipa later.
“Daulat wrestling,” a middle-aged woman walked in with a heart and then saluted Arya Dwipa and Sekar Pitaloka before holding prince Sabrang.
“Ratuku how is prince Sabrang developing?I was too busy with royal affairs to rarely visit the prince."
“Your highness, the prince must have understood that the duty of the king is very heavy. He must be proud to know his father is a great king,” Sekar Pitaloka replied, he tried to console Arya dwipa.
Sekar stared at Arya Dwipa's face which was filled with burden, especially after the arrival of the royal messenger majasari.
“Agreat king huh?” Arya Dwipa let out a long sigh and closed her eyes.
“My queen, you may already know that the kingdom of Majasari asks us to submit to its power, and I am not willing to submit to them," Arya Dwipa looked at Sekar's face before continuing her speech, “The current state of the palace is already insecure, they will at some time come to attack."
Sekar Pitaloka nodded while listening seriously, his face beginning to worry even though he was trying to cover it up.
“I want you and the prince to stay away from the palace for your safety.”
Arya Dwipa said with a heavy heart, there was guilt on her face seeing the empress and her son bear the burden of Malwageni.
“But your majesty,” Sekar Pitaloka was unable to continue his words, tears dripping out of his eyelids.
His little heart actually wanted to be next to his king to deal with this problem, but it crossed his mind the cute face of the sabrang prince, not the wise action of bringing the prince into danger.
Seeing her queen in concern, Arya Dwipa held Sekar Pitaloka's hand gently.
“Besok morning, brother patih with the South Wind troops will take you and prince Sabrang to a safe place, you do not have to worry because this is only temporary,” Arya Dwipa tried to calm her queen even though she knew that this might be the last time they met.
Sekar Pitaloka only nodded slowly, as if realizing that Arya Dwipa was only comforting her so as not to worry.
“As soon as it's all safe I'll send a messenger to pick you back up" said Arya Dwipa, holding the woman's hair who had given her a child.