33 It is the first ....? (1/2)

I am fifteen by now and in my ninth school year. Thanks do the strategic strike by my research lab, our parents could subdue the north without real problems.

The Meltheim's forces dissolved without a competent leadership. The army just had to walk to the north and take control again.

We still lost Nicol to that surprise attack though. Something I am still blaming myself for. It was my proposal to wait and defeat them with patience.

That probably gave them the time to prepare that attack. But you can't change the past. I have to go on and do better next time. Yes, always doing better until you won't lose the ones dear to you.

Nicol's burial wasn't anything special. Mourning the dead doesn't seem to be a big deal in this world. You do it by yourself and the most even a king gets, is a minute of silence.

The culture just developed that way during the war and didn't change since then.

The north is under our control again and the City of Seria lies under heavy siege. Their shield protects them and nothing could break it until now.

Those bastards put so much mana into it, it's a big problem to bring it down. Although I am working on a solution, the needed hammer for this egg is on another scale.

Even now, the army is bombarding the City of Seria day and night while trying everything to crack the shield open.

But I don't have much hope. Not unless we would go to the same length as them and start to sacrifice people.

Luckily the support for the royal family is as big as never before. Everyone who supported the Meltheim's was lynched, when the truth got out.

The People went to the streets and dragged nobles out of their houses. Everyone who had even the smallest connection to Meltheim or Tulhelm, had to fear for his life.

Our parents had a hard time to stop the people from taking the law into their own hands.

Some even tried to storm the house of Cygnus and get their hands on Iris. A little bit sick if you ask me, after all Iris is just a child.

But they never got over the doorstep. The security took care of them as soon as they set foot onto Cygnus property.

Right now I am designing a little surprise to crack the shield of the City of Seria. It will take lots of work, but we still have time and I hope to be ready soon enough.

We couldn't even talk to those idiots. The shield is blocking everything. Although we got some information from civilians in the north.

From their story, it appears that the Meltheim rule got very close to a police state shortly after they took control.

Most people weren't allowed to travel. That's how they managed to hide their actions from the rest of the population.

No wonder they went to the streets, the same moment it looked like their military wouldn't be able to stop them.

This whole story seems like it came out of the mind of a really sick person. But that's reality. Before you even know it, your nice and happy world turned into hell itself.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

”Angrod! Get out!” I hear Celes voice from the other side of the door.

But I won't open. Mwahaha! I put some really strong guarding enchantments onto my door. No one will be able to enter unless he is a high level magician.

”Angrod! It's important!” -Celes

Important? ”What's important?”

”Something came up! We have to go!” Celes starts to hit the door again.

*BAM!* *BAM!* *BAM!*

Did she just use her foot? The door holds perfectly. But when I look at the wall around it, I see some cracks.

”I am coming! Don't hit again! You will take my whole room down!” I jump up and run to open the door.

”What do you want? I have work.”

Celes storms into my room and starts to search through my wardrobe. ”Hey! What do you need my clothes for!”

”To find something decent! You can't go out in that dull stuff on you.” Celes answers.

”Go out? Where to? Is there some festival we have to take part in? I heard of nothing?” I am a little dumbfounded. Normally our parents inform us beforehand, if we have to show ourselves to the public.

”No time. Something came up! Here, put that on. That looks nice on you.” Celes holds a suit to my chest.

”Isn't that suit a little bit too normal for a festival?” I ask. The suit is nice, but could go through as normal street clothes. For a festival I always have to wear some really nice and high style clothes.

”It's okay! You look cool in that! I will wait outside.” Celes runs out of the room.

What the hell got into her? I get dressed and walk outside.