THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM

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As Ken's sister stormed out of the kingdom, leaving a trail of frustration behind her, Ken found himself weary and in need of rest. Yet, duty called. A meeting with his military strategist awaited him. The door to his sleeping chambers creaked open, revealing an old man with a long white beard.

"Have a seat, my dear adviser," Ken commanded, his tone authoritative despite his exhaustion.

The old man, taking his seat with a casual nod, replied, "Okay, my lord." Without wasting time, he launched into the pressing issue. "The Frostpalace Kingdom has taken an aggressive approach, my lord. They've found a black iron mine near our borderlands and are trying to claim that territory for themselves."

Ken's expression darkened as the strategist continued. "Meanwhile, our weapon and armor sales in the Kisen Domain are booming. If ever there was a time for war, it's now. With your approval, of course."

Ken, deep in thought, rubbed his chin. "This is a tricky situation," he admitted. "Frostpalace is backed by the Crimson Light Kingdom. If we move rashly, it could ignite a much larger conflict." He paused. "I'll send a messenger to Crimson Light for permission to wage war. We'll also need an official letter from the Elder Council of the Kisen Domain to justify our actions. All these errands..." Ken sighed. "What a pain."

The old man frowned, visibly irritated by Ken's hesitation. "It seems you don't fully grasp the danger we're in, my lord. Our kingdom is surrounded by powerful forces. This is no time to be complacent."

The adviser then proposed the formation of a new knight order, to bolster their military might. Ken nodded in agreement, appreciating the wisdom of the suggestion. "Very well. Begin the formation of the knight order. And halt all weapons sales—we'll need every piece of armor and every sword for our new forces."

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Meanwhile, in a distant reality, a figure stood bathed in both darkness and light, his form flickering between the two. His voice dripped with malice as he mused, "Interesting... very interesting, my brother. The things you create are most profitable for me." His sinister grin widened as he dissolved into the shadows, riding a massive black dragon, flying toward some unknown destination.

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In another realm, a strange event was unfolding. The laws of the world itself began to gather in a remote hut deep within a vast forest. Inside, a small girl suddenly grew at an alarming rate, transforming into a radiant woman in her twenties. As she stood there, adjusting to her new form, a figure in a white hood approached her. His voice was soft but respectful. "Welcome back, Majesty Silver Light."

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As the long night faded and the harsh light of day arrived, Ken could be found practicing his swordplay. The King's Duel was approaching, and anticipation hung in the air. His strikes were precise, his movements fluid. With a smirk, he muttered to himself, "It seems this year's competition will be quite entertaining."

In the distance, the arena stood ready, and a man waited in the middle of it, the crowd slowly gathering for what promised to be a battle unlike any before.