In the Empire of Ansherkam, as the place had built resembling the feudal era of a certain place in the other world, it has the land as the dry wind had blown around the place and a big rounded moon radiated brightly behind of the castles on the left side of the point of view of a man who had taken a sip of rounded black coloured thick tobacco.
Sruuuk! Phew!
That man took a shot of his thick tobacco, staring on the outside of his room as procrastinate about the things he had heard from his servant who has sleep without any linen and covered by the grey bed cover at the inside of the room.
He has thought about what the servant had told him upon bathing together.
"Thinking carefully or try to explore huh? She is right, I should try to retrieve her first to avoid the war possible. But, I'm heading to here for two nights from Laira Village. What if they started the war?"
