Episodes 98. A Servant who Take a Lead Pt.4

The enemy is scattering like chickens in this garden. One by one, every single one of them eliminated cowardly.

Now's the perfect time to fight back!

"Advance!"

I raise my halberd high to give directions. I also do it to boost their morale.

"Hyagghhh!"

The first-year Physical 1 students charge at their helpless opponents.

Jdas!

Buk!

Slash!

Various types of magic and slashes are unleashed towards the opponents.

This is getting more and more exciting!

The enemies lack fighting spirit after Sophia knocks out their observer. That means, now it's an absolute victory for the first-year Physical 1 class on the field.

A smile instantly forms on my face. I never expected today would be the day I could feel like a leader and also get help from my friends.

But...

This is too easy, I'm not sure about it. They can't be this weak.

We're fighting against a magic class! It's impossible for them to be scattered just because their observer is knocked out.

"STOP!" I shout aimlessly.

There's something I need to make sure of first; this is too strange for me.

All the students from my class stop their pursuit and plant their feet on the ground as if applying brakes.

"Why are we stopping?" They all ask me.

But I don't know the answer...

What should I do now?

I know something's off, but I don't know how to convey it.

"Oi Hakam! Why did you tell us to stop?!" Rizal's yell only makes me feel more cornered into silence.

This is too scary; my body is trembling on its own.

"I-I..."

Come on, it just needs to be said! But why can't my mouth?!

Buk!

Suddenly, someone grabs my shoulder. Judging by the way the hand is placed, I can tell it's a girl.

"Calm down, let me handle it!" Moka suddenly looks at the guy with confidence. "I know what's on your mind right now. From the enemy's movements, you must sense the trap, right?"

What Moka said hits exactly what I wanted to express.

She's amazing, she can even say it so effortlessly. Well, she's the class leader after all. She must be used to this.

From her side, I see Moka facing her bewildered friends because of my command. She raises one hand and says, "Friends, we should now use long-range and cold magic like water and ice, wind should be avoided but if necessary, it's okay..."

Wait, what did she just say?

Cold magic... Ice, water, and wind?

For what? I

didn't even think that far!

"Why should we use that magic?!" One student asks.

It's clear, this command is too sudden and seems completely baseless.

But, Moka doesn't seem to feel down or annoyed for not being trusted; she instead hits her own heart. Right then and there, she looks at her friends with narrowed and courageous eyes.

"Do you want to keep being called the low class because you always forget basics like this?!" Moka shouts in front of her friends. "Do you want to keep being called the class that climbs high just because of the achievements of its teachers alone?!"

They immediately put on confused faces and start looking at each other.

They know that pain, the pain that comes from ridicule by other students and teachers gossiping about them.

"Read your enemy's movements, and fight them if you understand them! What the enemy is doing right now feels very odd! Don't you think this is a trap?!" After hearing that, other students start widening their eyes.

They finally realize the meaning of Moka's words spoken in front of them.

She's really great...

I feel envious...

"Now, everyone, back under your leadership, Hakam."

Suddenly, Moka looks at me with a confident smile. Somehow, when involving that face, envy, and admiration blend into one within me.

My chest suddenly hurt so hard when I see that face.

What feeling is this?

Is it envy? But shouldn't I be scared?

Not fear, either. Because if so, my legs should be trembling right now.

A strange feeling washes over me the moment I see that girl's face.

"Hakam..."

Suddenly, Moka calls my name again, and I'm instantly surprised, brought back to my dark world.

"Ah, sorry..."

Oh my, why is it like this? My chest was pounding earlier, and now my face is getting warm.

"Hakam, what's wrong? You look pale..."

Damn, just hearing her voice makes me silent like a statue.

"I-It's nothing!"

I shouldn't be like this; I have to be professional, not just as a leader but also as a professional servant of the Xander family.

When I look back at them, for some reason, I feel like they're giving me strange looks.

Forget it, this is what I have to do. Is Lead!

"Everyone, we will-"

....

Point of View: Rasyid Londerik.

Oh, they're playing like that?

Right now, I'm looking behind my monitor, sitting next to Ryan. I see every plan from both teams.

On the side of class 1 Magic 4, they are currently preparing to pour hot liquid right under the entrance gate(Where the hell did they get that?!).

They'll use the students who are running in fear because their observer is K.O. as bait.

A simple plan, yet very effective. Even I am impressed by that plan.

"I didn't expect your class to use such brutal methods to defeat your enemy."

I comment on the strategy devised by my cousin's students. My gut feeling says that whoever is managing and leading the class right now really likes medieval times, so he knows any effective plan that can quickly defeat the enemy.

"The hell, I didn't think they could think of that..." Ryan sitting next to me smiles foolishly. "Now I'm scared."

Ah, he doesn't even realize that a strategy like this would be employed. Truly, he has failed as a teacher.

Oh, me too...

"Look at your class instead, Asshole! Hakam, who's leading, is giving instructions to his friends and starting to attack just as you ordered."

Ryan switches his monitor to the camera covering my class. There, I see Hakam planning some strategies.

"Just with the first gate incident, they'll surely believe everything I say."

At first, they didn't believe my words, but suddenly their trust increased after what I said proved to be really effective.

"That's for sure. If you're a loser from the start but say something true, they'll always consider you right... You could say it's the power of first impressions." Ryan shifts his gaze from the monitor to me. "And look! Now, some students are climbing the castle and entering the balcony. They're doing what Hakam says, but..."

"But, what?"

Why did Ryan stop?

When I ask, Ryan suddenly chuckles.

"Why?!" I ask again, now with a higher tone.

"Nothing, just... That face, is it tomato? So red..." Ryan laughs out loud.

When I look back at the monitor, I see Hakam leading his friends with a pale face. Moka was standing right next to him. She watches that boy with an excited face.

"Is he sick?"

Is that so?

But instead of getting an answer, Ryan looks at me with a blank and awkward expression.

"Fuck you, dense teacher!"

Heh?