Day Eighty-Two:
"Kaiser? Kaiser!" Waking up from the familiar voice, I slowly opened my eyes, and what greeted me was the handsome face of a middle-aged man. His face was so close that if I lifted my head for even a small inch, our foreheads would touch. I could tell from his eyes that was staring back at mine that he was crazy worried. It was Count Rudolf Von Vinceral the Head Commander of the Knight Order of the Memphis and the Commander of the 6th Legion. Turning my gaze away from him, I looked around the room. I don't want to have a staring contest with point-blank distance with a middle-aged man you see. When I looked to my left, I saw the wide-open window with blue curtains swaying as the slightly cold wind of the night entered the room. I could see nothing outside. Turning to my right, I saw
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