
“... The residents who love their land refuse to submit to the invaders. Therefore, they with a strong determination to pack their most important items. They chose to burn their houses down instead of handing them over to be taken advantage of by the enemy.
In droves, they walked up the hill with a torch in hand. The young man grabbed the old man's arm, helped him walk. Little kids too, running around, and being carried. They lost property and shelter. And had to flee deep into the forest. Passing a steep road with a distance that is not close.”
Miss Mona, the history teacher who was one of my favorite teachers, was telling a story.
Her nose was calm, but her deep, sedentary voice made the children very calm when they heard it. Especially me, who enthusiastically also recorded one or two important points, such as the year or place, or the name of the hero character. While the core of the story conveyed he must have always automatically imprinted in memory.
“That night, the historic event was witnessed by a journalist from the top of the opposite hill. He saw a fire snake walking along the hill like a glowing red river. And a vast sea of fire burned the inhabitants, like a lake. A great historic masterpiece, from sacrifice to love for the homeland.” Miss Mona looked at us all intently.
“Kids, let's take a moment of silence. Well imagine the incident in your mind.” Miss Mona said later.
The children obeyed, starting to close their eyes.
Yes, in my shadow, it was a truly heartbreaking time. The old men who saved only one small parcel of stuff tied up in cloth. They stared at their house, they had to give up everything they had left there, burning it with their own hands. Leave their memories and hard work with hearts that have to be airy.
They took their children, walking the steep road at night. Carrying torches until their hands are dead. Carrying their toddler son until their back hurts and aches. Moreover, the parents who have sucked, still have to try to step. They were tired, but they kept walking along the footpath of the mountainside, to their resting place in the forest.
Nah!
The sound marked the end of a moment of silence. Slowly, I started to open my eyes. The other children slowly opened their eyes. Then, in an animated tone, we began to sing verses of gratitude.
The low rhythm, made the atmosphere more solemn, and the song felt even more heartbreaking. All the children sang it with all their hearts. Creating a blue shahdu atmosphere. An atmosphere created naturally thanks to the teaching of Miss Mona.
From sure I'm firm
My heart is full
…
Thank goodness I offered
Into Your presence, Lord
“All right.. so long ago children. The bell will ring in 10 minutes. Don't forget the task. As a bonus, you can go to GOR for those who are curious about the trial.” Said Miss Mona, smiling kindly.
“Yeaaaaaayy.”
“Miss Mona best!!” exclaim kids.
They're so excited. Immediately tidied up their goods. This is indeed the last hour of study. But what makes the children as enthusiastic as it is because the council will be held soon. Is it that interesting?
It will be very crowded. The boys are attracted to Ares because they recognize him as the strongest boy. The female students are definitely excited because Ares is indeed charming. And also, a first-class kid who must be very curious. I sighed, carrying my bag on my back.
“Queen.. fight!!” greet one of my friends. Give encouragement. It was completely different from those who had previously mocked for doubting my abilities.
“Figh, Queen.”
“Fight..” one after another friend started chiming in. I just replied to her with a smile and a short nod.
We finally went out of class together. Even Miss Mona seemed to follow us in the back while chatting casually with Rimas. For him, this might also be a historical event. Haha..
We also arrived at GOR which is still quiet, although there are already some people there. I'm staring around. Stool neatly arranged, will certainly be very crowded when it is full later.
There are dozens of teacher chairs located in the middle of the room, and 3 chairs with a table in the middle for teachers who become the Board of Judges. The seat for the narrator is located right next to the seat of the Council of Judges. Then, the Kings Killer seat was located to the left of the teachers' seats. And the representative seat of King's department is to his right. On the other side of the center, there was one table that was quite large and 2 seats, for me as the leader of the Kings Killer, and for Ares, as the person who would be in court.
And around him, the remaining chairs from the school inventory were neatly arranged for the audience. My classmates seemed to start looking for a seat in the most strategic row. I came to them too. It's good that I use all the resources.
“Em.. Guys, can you ask for time?” Saying later. My classmate looked over, waiting for my next words.
“For a while, please help me. For the class to be two groups. One secures a seat for you, the other group please help me handle so that the child who comes does not make a mess and sits in an orderly manner. Can you guys?” ask me.
“Maybe”
“OK..”
“Can only..” answer the others as well, don't mind.
“Still..” say. I smiled, turned around and was about to move towards my place.
“Eh, Queenn!!”
I looked up when I heard one of my friends call. Stopped my steps for a moment. What was?
“Yah.gak, Anu.. Btw, you're pretty like that. Next time better just clap your hair.”
“Ya, thanks.”
“That's right, Queen. You are beautiful when your hair is well-groomed. Do you not realize, many people have been staring in awe and wonder at the same time amazed.” Miss Mona, suddenly responded.
“Thank you very much, I will remember. I beg you excuse me.”
Miss Mona nodded.
I continued my steps too. Heading to the kings killer chair and sitting down. Start taking out the sheets of paper that I prepared earlier.
“Woi.”
The call made me look up, a voice I knew. Although I only knew each other for a while, I already memorized his voice. I smiled mockingly.
“Yo, looks like the Demon King is nervous. Haha..” my lead, whispering.
“Yo.. is the Queen entertaining her King?” Ares whispered back. Discussing the gossip which is now hot. If the Kings Killer kid hadn't talked about it before, I wouldn't have understood what this crazy dog was talking about.
“Hah?! Sorry, an ant will die immediately if it meets the demon nation.”
“Oh, is that it? By the way, you know what? The queen ant has no king. He was a leader with thousands of male concubines and was rotated every night. I don't know how many men serve in one night. After all, he was just doing Aakkh!!” Ares grimaced in pain, holding his pained waist after I pinched.
“Jaga your words if do not want me persulit, your majesty!!” I said coldly, looking at him sharply. You fucking asshole.
“Haha.. Btw now you're pretty, cute, sweet. Anyway, pull over the hair-” often
TENGS…
The court bell rang, stopping our chatter. God, I didn't even realize the room was this crowded. I stared at the seats of the Kings Killer. They were all gathered as well. Why don't they say hello to me first.
I also glanced at Feli briefly. Ah, he saw me here, is it true he's not mad at me? He is, after all, an ex-Ares.
It's fucking Ares! Do you intend to make all the students of this Academy to be former? But unfortunately, this hatred of mine has to be delayed. Because the person who will give the verdict has come.
The Council of Judges and Teachers began to enter the room. Time for the trial to begin.
The good side is only one. I don't need to hear Ares's unqualified babble. Right now, I feel like I'm not being out of shape because of the sweet shit. Ugh. beautiful she said?! I have been beautiful since a long time ago.
I'm not nervous about this trial at all.
Indeed, that handsome face was the most dangerous.
Any danger!!