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21 April 1943
21 Canstalos 1639
Holy Sovereign Empire of Mirishial
City of Cartalpas
A Bar
As usual, the bar is full of patrons.
Among the patrons are the same four people, a Sonalite, a Muish, a Pandoran, and a Mirishian. Now make that five, as new person, a Netzer, joined their party.
"Hey, hey. Do you hear the news?" The Netzer first spoke up.
"What news?" The Sonalite boredly asked.
"The news! Parpaldia just lost one of their colonial possessions!" The Netzer exclaimed.
"Wait, really?" The Pandoran asked in surprise.
"Yes! I thought you know, since we are from the same continent." The Netzer said.
"Sorry. I've been here for four months and only hear news from my friends." The Pandoran answered.
"Anyway, did Parpaldia truly lost a colony?" The Pandoran quickly return the subject.
"You know Altarus?" The Pandoran nodded. "They lost the entire island."
"They lost Altarus? Why I'm not surprised." The Pandoran responded.
"Hold on. Altarus, wasn't that kingdom have strong bond with Parpaldia. Why did Parpaldia invade it?" The Muish asked.
"Well, about that. I don't know." The Netzer answered.
"Aside that. To whom did Altarus was lost?" The Sonalite interjected, "Did rebels take over the island? Partisans? Or to other country?" The Sonalite asked.
"Other country did. To be exact, the United Nations did."
"Pfft! That organization of barbarians?" The Mirishian immediately interjected.
"Can you not call everyone as barbarians, you are damn elven?" The Sonalite said.
"What? I'm Mirishian, we are superior to anyone else!" The Mirishian declared.
The Sonalite growled and ready to punch the Mirishian, but was stopped by the Muish.
"Calm down. We're here to talk, not to fight. We don't want a commotion here." The Muish said.
The Sonalite listened, but he didn't let his fist go soft.
The Muish then turned to the Netzer, "Continue please."
"Well, where am I? Right!"
They continue to discuss, up until a man raises his voice, startling many inside the bar.
"United Nations will win over Parpaldia!"
Many eyes stared at the man, seemingly drunk. But the man just raised his hands and shouted the same sentence once again.
"Hey, ya drunkard! What was that?" One of the patrons shouted.
"United Nations will win over Parpaldia!!" The man repeated again.
The whispers intensified as more and more people changed their subjects.
"What makes you thinks that, that organization would win over Parpaldia?" Another patron asked.
"I know because I've witnessed their military power! I have witness it in Qua-Toyne!!" The man shouted again.
But his words were met with many critics.
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