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## The Forty-Fifth Chapter
Sumitra's son then said to the Lord, "O Lord, in this great battle, the Khechara has done me a great favor. This son of Chandrodara, Viradhit, is known to be a great warrior. He has been sent to me by fate, for my benefit. This noble-hearted Khechara is coming with a great army of four types. The sound of his arrival has reached my ears. While this story is being told between the two of us, Viradhit, with his great army, has arrived."
The Khechara king, Viradhit, with his ministers, folded his hands and said, "Victory, victory! O Lord, you, the best of men, have arrived after a long time. Please give me your orders regarding what needs to be done."
Lakshmana replied, "O noble one, listen! A wicked person has taken away my elder brother Rama's wife. Rama, bereft of her, is consumed by grief. If he gives up his life, I will surely enter the fire. O noble one, know for sure that my life is bound to his. Therefore, we must find a way out of this situation."
Viradhit, the king of the Khecharas, lowered his head and thought, "Alas! Even after all this effort, my hope has not been fulfilled. I used to live happily, fulfilling my desires. Then, I was displaced and wandered through various forests. Now, I have entrusted myself to these people, and see, they themselves are falling into the pit of doubt and sorrow. I have reached the shore of the ocean of sorrow. Whatever vine I grasp, fate uproots it. Indeed, the whole world is subject to karma. Even if they do good or bad to me according to their karma, I will still be enthusiastic and carry out this task for them."
Thinking thus, Viradhit, the brave and enthusiastic, spoke to his ministers with bright words, "If the wife of this great man has been taken to the earth, the sky, the mountains, the water, the land, or the forest, search for her diligently in all directions. If you find her, you will be rewarded, my great warriors."