Chapter 162 - Internal Forhead Slap.

"What happened!? Why did he faint?" Eric couldn't help but yell. Just when he thought that he was getting his Inner demons of fire controlling, under control. Something like this happens to test his effort and patience, he isn't ready to handle this calmly. People don't usually respond to misfortune with rage, but for some it can be a great way to get that stress out. To get that rage out.

Stefan was in the castle, having the permission to read through research handmade by King Michael. For him, this is heaven. Because all of the books he was allowed to own and sell when he lived in Crutal Kingdom, were books about ill.u.s.tratios. Rather arrogant from their side, but of course the main goal was to ban books that teach Magic. And what King Michael has stored in his research bookshelf, is amazing. Unlucky for him, his reading was cut short(Even though he locked himself in the castle reading all day. It isn't enough.). He had to stand up and check this abnormal situation.

"What happened to him?" Stefan followed them with a question as he shut the book in front of him and left it on his comfortable wooden chair covered with fur. But why does everyone keep asking? It's not like King Michael is a doctor. If he had an appropriate answer or solution, he wouldn't be wasting time right now.

Luckily, Commander Alia snapped out of her shock. She proved quite useful with carrying Mogranius. And at some points, carried King Michael along too. She got a motivation as if entering the Castle would immediately heal Mogranius. Or at this point, fix him. If only health worked like that. But it sadly doesn't.

"I don't know what's wrong with him people. I've never seen a grown man faint like this before. He was doing just fine a moment ago." Stated King Michael with stress rising in his heart and a burden on his shoulders even though he has nothing to do with this unusual event. He kept rubbing his forehead in stress and occasionally ripped a bit of hair off. Losing such a valuable Fire Controller is a nightmare. Infact, losing any Fire Controller is beyond bad for the moment. 

Out of instinct due to her 100 year long experience in The underground town of Lan Zhe as the Commander, she finally decided to speak. "We should check him for wounds. Maybe he somehow got shot?"

Confused with how Mogranius could of been shot at that spot. King Michael felt quite a bit offended primarily. "Shot by Marixha? No, that's impossible. She wouldn't harm us."

She turned his head towards him and yelled in stress. "I don't mean your pet bunny Michael. We should just check him for wounds. It's the best idea I got. I'm not used to men collapsing in front of me either. Please, I can't just stand around like this."

"Everyone calm down. Shouting won't solve anything." Pointed out Eric surprisingly. It's odd for him to teach these people about rage considering that he yelled in panic just a while ago. And he has been yelling his way here ever since he left Lan Zhe. I suppose he is trying his best to fight off his own rage while even trying to calm other people down.

Commander Alia didn't waste a second. She made her way to one of the few Castle bedrooms and layed Mogranius there gently. Closed the door, left everyone out and started disrobing Mogranius, looking for any Blood wounds.

Everyone was left in a bit of shock due to such actions coming from the newly nice and caring Commander Alia. But with the man she loves being unconscious, what choice did she have? It's not like she is used to stripping men out of their clothes, this is her first time and she doesn't even have such intentions. And the rest of the group doesn't want to see him n.a.k.e.d either. So she didn't become as rude as it seems.

She removed All of his clothes and checked him for wounds, then flipped him over like a pancake and looked for wounds in the backside. It got her wildly confused. She didn't find a single wound but he was breathing just fine. There wasn't any physical damage. So where is the root of the problem? The stress just arose in her mind and she felt like collapsing. But what problem would that fix? She had to stand strong, for him.

She put his clothes back on him, and went outside of the room. Calling for the rest of the gang who were waiting near the room in concern. "There isn't a wound on his body? What do we do now? I'm freaking out! What went wrong?" A tear dropped from her eyes, she whispered with her tongue feeling heavy. "I can't lose him. Not now, I'm not ready. I..."

She was left in shock. A hug, coming from a person she didn't expect one from, ever. Eric. Eric approached her with a sprint and hugged her. She has been there for Eric a few months now, hugs became common in good situations. The least he could do now is give her a hug in this nightmare even though his anxiety arose high in the process. His mind doesn't follow along with what his heart wants to give. He wanted to help her calm down, but social anxiety doesn't quite let him. He put everything aside and did it anyway. It worked. She calmed down and just hung on tighter to the little boy in front of her, until she felt just a bit better. No one here wants to lose Mogranius, the least they can do now is keep each other sane.

While Eric was hugging her, Stefan who was the only one not greatly panicking, already made his way to the room where Mogranius was in. Holding a clay cup of water on his hands, having plans to wake up Mogranius with it. Very basic, but Stefan isn't known to do dumb things.

First he put his fingers in a cup of water and started sprinkling some on Mogranius' face. Mogranius was reacting to it thankfully but he wasn't forced awake. The water sure bothered him though. That's all Stefan wanted to see and prove for himself. "This is just a simple fainting. He is 58 years old, why are these people panicking so much?" He thought to himself and did an internal forehead slap, using the rest of the cup to splash water on Mogranius' face. And... it worked. 

Mogranius arose quickly, but it doesn't look like he planned to sit. He was standing on the bed, having a battle pose formed. "What happened! Where am I?! What happened!" He yelled in panic with Fire forming on his hands, compressing into a couple of spheres. Quite deadly in such a small space.

"Um. You fell unconscious for a..." Tried Stefan to explain, but was almost ran over by Commander Alia who heard Mogranius speak. She dashed through the door, jumped high and tackled Mogranius off of the bed and to the hard oak plank ground.

"You moron. I thought I lost you!" She whispered in a low tone as she gazed upon Mogranius rubbing his head due to the sudden impact of the tackle and with the ground. Luckily it wasn't anything serious.

"How would you lose me from a simple fainting. Relax. I got a couple of decades left in me." He joked around while rubbing her cheek, trying his best to calm her down. He could see the concern on her eyes and it was quite fulfilling.

But to break the romantic reunion, Stefan pointed out in a bit of sarcasm. "I can't believe you stripped him n.a.k.e.d before trying to splash some water on his face."

"I was panicking okay?" She yelled back, coming into realization that throughout that panic, she actually saw him n.a.k.e.d. Which got her a bit embarrassed, her face became red even. Uncontrollable.

Mogranius followed with the same energy, his face too became red for once and he asked. "You saw me N.a.k.e.d!?" While now avoiding eye contact by all cost.

"I had to! I thought you got shot!" She yelled back with her face becoming more red by the moment.

"Well, I didn't get shot but I think I can explain what happened. But not here. Let's eat, I'm starving." He sure has a lot of explaining to do. He could have fallen off the wall if he fainted while throwing the net for example. It wasn't a kind situation.

You might be asking about the Chickens, they are very important yes and we can't forget about them. Well King Michael trusted Marixha's skill, and the Guards are capable of throwing a few nets over those Fire Bubbles. So it isn't a problem, the project is still safe. Now the main focus is Mogranius.