"I know, Aresi. Have Kirdit and the others rest up quickly, the show is about to begin."
Edrig revealed a slight smile as he spoke.
"My lord, is this appropriate? What about Archbishop Deshier?"
"What's inappropriate about it? Do I need his approval for what I want to do?"
"Understood!"
Aresi immediately responded respectfully.
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Inside the command room at the Nether Moon Star Defense Headquarters.
Commander Fulaya sat in the command chair, flipping through the World Daily, her aged face moved slightly as she sighed.
"Alas."
"Commander, what's wrong? Wasn't the crisis at the Tidal Star Sea alleviated?"
Gwen brought over a cup of tea and handed it to Commander Fulaya, asking in confusion.
"Yes, it was alleviated, but no sooner does one wave subside when another rises. See for yourself."
After taking the tea, Commander Fulaya handed the newspaper to Gwen.
