[A/N: I feel like no one will be interested in the war of Morose and Kazak against Baroma Kingdom as it's kinda anti climatic so I'll be skipping most of it. The outcome will be given though.]
Keith spent a week with his family. Roaming around the busy towns and playing with Miya during the day and spending some much needed time with his future wives in the night.
Once he was out of time, he got a notification and sighed. He got up from the bed and watched as Clara and Amelia woke up from their sleep too.
"Again?" Clara asked and Keith nodded.
"Yeah. He's still out there and unless he's dead, the threat still remains. Which means, I can't just sit here and wait for him to recover. Gotta strike when the iron is hot, right?"
Hearing this the two girls nodded, looking sad but with a look of understanding on their faces.
