After the party, Artirian and the officials then proceeded to their resting rooms. ``We are well prepared for battles, The structures are solidified. The forces are well inspired, the supplies are well produced. I am amazed that in only a few months I was able to make this kind of kingdom secured and going to a developing rise kingdom. I am just really lucky..``
{Thunderstorm sounds from afar, then followed by the heavy rain.}
``It's getting cold... This is unusual what is going on ~ARGH MY HEAD!`` Artirian touched his head as he felt a sudden ache. Then his vision slowly gets blurry, his sight turning black and soon Artirian loses consciousness.
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