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Chapter 7 - Part 7 Preparing for the big celebration

Umm

What sweets are delicious

Oh Krish, you idiot, hurry up, bring those cookies, don't you hear Kerry?

.. I came, sir, excuse me, I'm coming now

He finally came

Me- clown, what a wonder, now let me see those sweets

Now that you brought the sweets so late, you should be punished

You should lick my shoes

Sir

I see you choking, come now

I know it had nothing to do with it, but oh well

He knelt on the ground, reluctantly brought his head to my feet and stuck out his tongue

That...

What happened, what happened?

It was my father who emptied a bucket of ice water on me and woke me up from my sweet sleep

Father – Get up, we have to go quickly

Me + Where shall we go?

Father – Kelsia and Midon city

Me- Han, what Is Kelsia for, why isn't today Wednesday, then, aren't we Idle today and for rest

Stupid father, do you remember last week that stupid Joseph told us to help for the celebration

Celebration, celebration, I understand

Father- Now that you understand, hurry up, get ready, we have to go, not only us, but the whole city is preparing for the celebration

.... in the city square ....

It was strange that it was so sunny in a city where everything is cloudy

Now the father had gone out into the sun and had cloths with text written "happy festival, long live the village" and… around the statue of the hero of the city, Nikolai

A man is riding a horse with a torch in his hand and some people are behind him

I held my hand in front of the direct sunlight and looked at my father

My father looked at the statue of Nikolai with disgust and horror

It means that it was possible to destroy that mosque at any moment

He wanted to spoil the party

I understood this from his eyes and his look at the statue

Of course I was right

In this celebration, our feet, that is, our family, which could be Arshid's family, Is there

This story goes back to several hundred years ago, I don't know two hundred or three hundred, but whatever it is, it goes back to the time of the establishment of the empire and the village.

According to the legend or the story that I don't know, the village at that time, fed up with the oppression of the court and the young king, Albert, started to protest, which was suppressed In a bloody manner.

For this reason, the ancestors of the village, whose number was around one hundred and fifty two hundred people, decided to migrate from the city to another place.

Of course, this village was difficult and resisted

They built this village and started life

But the court is afraid that if it does not suppress this protest, none of the people will obey it.

And everyone will flee from the capital

For this reason, he sent some soldiers under the command of Sir Arshid to the village

That person became the first governor of the village with his soldiers

He used to imprison people under any pretext and exacted a lot of ransom and taxes from them.

For the first time in the history of the village, he executed about thirty people and planned to donate the entire village as slaves to the capital, the court and the emperor himself.

A young priest named Nikolai rose up, led the people, attacked the slave prison, set it on fire, freed the slaves, imprisoned Sir Arcida and his soldiers, and tried them for all the crimes they had committed.

The death sentence saved only one person to bring the news of Arshid's death to the capital

Beside them, Sir Arshid was an incomparable piece and played the role of repressor and executioner of the protests of the capital condemned to death.

For this reason, he was hated by the people of the capital and the entire newly established country

Upon hearing the news of Sir Arshid's death, everyone was happy and celebrated in the capital, which was suppressed.

The court planned to send soldiers again to suppress the village, but with the death of the young emperor and the attack of the barbarians, this never happened.

For this reason, this event is known in this village and even in the capital by Colcia as a victory over the court and people of Colcia.

Although Sir Arshid Kamel was not dead, his generation was not extinct because of the secret relationship he had with one of the village ladies.

That lady reached the capital and the palace with the will and sign of Sir Arshid

That lady gave birth to her child secretly

And of course he was born under the court as a new and oppressed piece of their executioner.

That is, Alex Arshid started the main path of the Arshid family, which ended with my father and myself

And after that, the descendants of the Arshid family were like a hidden gem for the court

In other words, it is like a chess soldier who is close to the king due to the conflict of all the pieces and Is dangerous for him.

All these years, behind the scenes, my family has played and will continue to play an important role in the continuation of the King Albert generation.

And no one knows about us because everyone thinks that Mr. Arshid had no children

That is why if anyone finds out about our identity, not only the great crown prince of the church is against us, but also the people will not have mercy on us, but we are the family of Arshid, who lived in secret until today, but

The harbinger of death for all but...

This celebration was not very pleasant for me and my father, it was not to our taste

I felt a hand on my shoulder

I turned and saw that it was Maryam's sister

Sister Maryam – I can ask you, Alex

Yes, what should I do?

Sister Maryam – Go and get some happy papers from Mr. Decker's house

Hey, it's a deck house, no

I can...

With the look of Maryam's sister, I understood no and I have to go

.. My father went to Mr. Decker's house to bring happy paper

Who did not show a reaction, which means yes

Shadi paper means a paper that, by activating its property, lights up the sky at night with different and beautiful shapes (fireworks and firecrackers).

It was very expensive, but this Mr. Decker would do anything to attract attention

I arrived at Mr. Decker's house, and to my surprise, the door was open

But politeness dictated that I knock on the door

No one answered, I called several more times and no one answered again

What should I do, or should I go empty-handed?

Anyway, I took a deep breath and entered

Mr. Dekker's house had several parts, so to pick up the happy paper, I had to go to the eastern part of the house, where Mr. Dekker's and his wife's important items and antiques were there.

As I was leaving, something caught my attention

I quickly hid behind a pillar

A few soldiers of the church were there and were talking

What! I can't believe the soldiers of that day (Jangal Arena).

What are they doing here?

I'd better go, of course, wear a mask first so that no one recognizes me, we have no chance

I had brought a mask and put it on my face

What are you doing here

Or the gods themselves, who was this?

I turned and saw a soldier looking at me

I am the happy paper, that Is, I came to look for the happy paper

Soldier here?

Me- yes

Soldier _ and who are you?

I-I am from the village, that is, Nikolai, that means the prison thing, no, no, well, a Gus, one of the people of the village

The soldier was obviously not convinced

Soldier – I was not convinced, but still the first lieutenant

Yes, sir?

Soldier: This boy is allowed to take whatever he wants from here, be careful

Sir's eye

Hoof

I was lucky that I had brought the mask with me, otherwise I would have finished my job

Now what were they doing here, why did they come, who are they looking for?

Who is their supervisor and why are they at Mr. Decker's house?

Why is there no news about his wife and two sons apart from Mr. Dekker?

They are always present in the celebrations to show their pride to the village people

Huff, what can I say, I can't come to the door, I better take these as soon as possible because it was already afternoon and there was a lot of work left and the party was tonight.

Alex, sweep there

Alex, bring a hammer

..Alex, bring the cloths, where are you, Hey Alex

Alex

O gods of people who

But it's over

It was evening, the party will start and all the people will be happy and smiling

Apart from us, that means me and my father

The end of part 7