The ZodMent [Academy Of Zodiac - Element]
Howmany?

Everything was going fast, the world had already lost a few more souls. And maybe soon, a new soul will be born with a different form and destiny.

“... So far, only 23 accident victims were found which according to data are students from XX school.3 adults were also found some time ago, the victims were allegedly teachers and bus drivers ...,

“... Then, the latest data we have received, 4 victims who were students were found around the rocks of the ravine. Temporary guesses, the possibility of them having time to do self-rescue but fate says something else. So from us ..”

The news broadcast also began to display some images in the CPI where a tourist bus had been found in a state of disrepair.

A young man who had accompanied his sister felt an awkwardness. His license was immediately moved to call the eldest, “Bang!” call him without taking his eyes off the television.

“Ape again, Cup?” ask the elder who is busy making noodles.

“This Bang, the bus in tipi kek is rather familiar!” he said while pointing to the television that still displays TKP (Event Place Matter).

Feeling the wrong thing with the narration of the younger brother, the firstborn was quickly stepped into the family room.

“What the hell by the way, Cup?” ask again with a ketus.

Not waiting for the answer of the sister, the net was already fixed on the black bus that had been crushed on television. The yellowish-colored unit number that still looks quite clear also makes himself speechless.

“Eh?”

Familiar. Really familiar. The bus unit number is the same as the photo sent by the sister yesterday.

“Weh, Nyil!” call him to his first brother who is going down the stairs.

“Wahai Bang? Early in the morning had cosplayed the mothers whose children ngadu scolded the neighbors. Awokawokawok," he chanted as he moved his feet towards the elder.

(*Why)

“Not the time to joke, Nyil! Look at the news!” With his swiftness, the firstborn immediately scooped up the television remote lying on the table. He pressed the pause button on the top right of the remote, stopping the broadcast right when the camera highlighted the black bus unit number on the television.

“Eh ...? 387, don't say ...” Netra Unyil instantly fiddled after realizing something strange. The eldest and Unyil immediately looked at each other.

Not long after, the elder nodded steadily in response to the decision he made. They have to go to make sure of it themselves.

“Cup, you take care of it, ye! We have need!” the eldest's word to his second sister was answered immediately by a thumbs up by the Ucup.

“Ca-ca-cha..?” As if you know what kind of situation is going on, the youngest mumbled slowly as if asking, ‘what is it?’. However, it seemed that no one would want to explain the real situation. Ucup also painstakingly held the sister to eat in the kitchen.

While his two older brothers had rushed to the car parked in their yard, then immediately sat themselves in it.

“Bang ... Si Ara will not be why-why right ..?” ask him to the firstborn. His gaze already implied emptiness.

“Udah, Nyil! You don't nethink just yet. Mending you search shortcut to the scene!” tell the firstborn to try to stay calm.

“OK!”

“... From the main road, turn right. There's an alternative road ahead there ...!”

Not much time passed, the black sports car was immediately speeding on the slightly wet road.

At the same time...

“Mbok, see Mr Gani no, Mbok?!” asked the brunette young man a little urgently. Mbok Sarni who was stirring the coffee immediately stopped his activities.

“E-eh? That, Den. Mr. Gani again wash the car in the backyard,” replied Mbok Sarni quickly.

The young man immediately thanked him and began to spur his steps into the backyard to convey something to Mr. Gani.

“Yeah! Really, Den?!” asked Pak Gani gasped in surprise.

“Truly, Sir!” the young man answered with a panicked face.

“Waduh ... If so we should check there, Den.” said Mr. Gani who has been sweating coldly.

“But, Den. Not the same permission first Mr?” asked Mr. Gani a little doubt.

“So Joan called Papa. Just not picked up, sir!” replied the young man named Joan with an increasingly agitated expression.

Mbok Sarni stepped into the backyard to put Pak Gani's coffee on the table. He who was a little curious about the panic expression of the two men in front of him finally asked, “Why is his face tense, this?”

“Eh, Mbok? Non Amy, Mbok ..” Mr. Gani's throat was blocked. It was very difficult for him to convey a fact that was quite stifling in the chest.

“Why, Sir?” mbok Sarni asked again with an anxious expression.

“Non Amy accident.”

...˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚...

“Uhm..”.

“Eh? Zoras. Are you awake?! Wait a minute, brother will bring a healer here.!” The Crimson-haired youth immediately ran out of the room.

‘healer... The healer...? Zorah... Is that my name?’

The long-haired girl with similar colors started to circulate her weak gaze throughout the room. His head felt heavy, his body felt freshly crushed. In fact, it was very difficult for him to move his fingers

Shortly after, the older brother who was none other than the Crimson-haired young man returned with a Violet hooded person with the symbol of the wind element.

“Because the royal Zodiac healer is away, I hope an elementalist healer like you can help. Please help healer Yui.” said the brother expectantly.

The figure called Yui also nodded reverently, “I understand.”

Soon he set his foot toward the place where Zora lay weakly.

“Yang noble Princess Zora, because a heler like me must unite the soul with the protector of the zodiac. I hope you don't think too much about negative things. Because the success of this healing depends on ‘the figure protected’.

“Just close your eyes, I'll start the healing. If your mind is not calm, recovery can be slower,” explains Yui as she begins to draw seals in the air.

“B-good..”.

‘What ... actually happened ...? Anyway ... It feels like something is exploding inside me ... Heat ...’

...˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚...

A roaring cry began to echo in the room with that dim light. The sound of sobbing is heard from the direction of a bed with a size large enough. A brunette girl was lying down with an anxious frowning forehead.

The door of the room was opened from the outside. A girl was walking cheerfully towards the weakly lying girl.

Realizing that the brother was being overwhelmed with sadness in his sleep, the daughter immediately sought the existence of the mother.

A woman in pretty glamorous clothes looks to be leaning her back on the sofa. Both of his eyes were tightly closed. He's asleep.

The daughter also without hesitation immediately woke the mother, “Mama ...?” call him while shaking a little of the mother's hand folded around her stomach.

The woman he greeted ‘Mother’ was immediately snapped. His eyes growled occasionally. He immediately asked panicked at his little daughter, “Why Dear?” He also began to adjust his sitting position.

“ ... Mama ... Sister crying,” she said frankly to the Mother.

“Eh ..?”

“Yes geez. The harz! Please get the royal healer here!” he quickly told a guard standing guard at the door.

“Good, your Majesty the Queen ..!” The bodyguard who had been on guard for a long time immediately spurred his steps towards the hall, and immediately carried out the Queen's decree.

The mother of the daughter immediately approached the girl who was lying weakly on her big size bed.

“Anais ... Mama's little daughter ... Must have blown up that magic hurt you, huh? Sorry, Mama put the wrong ingredients in your drink. Mama instead put in a magic-weaver potion ..”

Hearing the sound from outside her subconscious, the girl grimaced a little in her subconscious. Moreover, the sentence that was said by the person sounded like a confession of a fatal action.

‘Ukh ... That's right ..!’

...˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚...

“You forced him too much to master the magic of the harp, Dave,” said the adorable-eyed woman.

“I don't mean that ... This must be done to prevent the magic explosion that could have killed him. With harp magic... His soul can more easily unite with the magic of our family ..” replied the man in uniform explaining his main reason for the act of restraining the Princess in the last 3 days.

Although there was a feeling of tightness in his chest, he still tried not to cry over his bad actions that had an impact on the Princess. It was the right choice, he thought.

Moments later, he got up from his seat and decided to leave. Previously he took the time to leave a message, “Oh, yes, I have to go take care of some state files. Say sorry to Ruisha,”

“Good... Hurry back later. Ruisha is waiting for you,” replied the woman who is none other than the Mother of Ruisha.

Hearing the answer from the wife, someone who was none other than the father of Ruisha also passed away with her quick steps.

The small movements of the girl began to be clearly visible. Continuing to try to open her eyelids that felt heavy, and throw a few words, the first figure that welcomed her vision became the first word she said after being unconscious for more than 5 hours.

“Mama..?”

The woman who was held by Mama immediately turned her head. “Iya, Darling..?”

Shortly after, a question was thrown out of Ruisha's mouth, “Where's Papa?”

The woman in the sweep Mama was immediately bowed quietly. Not wanting to disappoint the princess too much, she replied, “Sorry, dear... Papa is busy. Later tonight, Mama will ask him to visit you,”

'... Why ... it feels a bit painful, huh?'

...˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚...

On a steep cliff, the swift water is seen flowing from the rocks of the cliff top with some lush trees on the right and left side of it. Clear water and a place that is covered by loneliness make this place also attended by a sense of comfort.

Perhaps that was what the mysterious gray-robed figure felt like. His love of nature and solitude make him not hesitate to make nature as ‘mate’.

Although nature sometimes gives the worst, but he believes it actually comes as a warning to those who have unconsciously hurt them.

At least he was convinced by his thoughts.

“Any life ... It turns out my job will never change, huh?” The figure again plays a beautiful rhythm with a flute symbolized by the crescent moon.

“Omong-by ... Looks like the darkness has already started the action, huh? What do you think ... We have to contribute?” his monologue which then re-chanted melodious tones.

𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐✧˖*°࿐

...˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚...

Omo-ci ... What's the connection, huh?

Oh, well, Nara would like to say thank you in advance for your kindness that has supported this story, read each chapter in earnest, give likes, votes, votes, as well as your comments that have spurred the burning spirit of Nara in writing a.k.a ngik novel.Takin not felt for almost a month this story is dusty on the spot.

But, Alhamdulillah, after exploring the world of internet a.k.a medsos, Nara finally (again) found a lot of new knowledge about the world of authorship.

Specifically about dialogue tags and action dialogues.

And here, Nara Alhamdulillah (again) given the opportunity+inspirasi to continue this story with a plot that has been changed 180°. Which produced remaking this story, there will be many characters in ‘kubu grey’ or what we usually call as characters that are hard to believe a.k.a suspicious.

N, yeah, not just one or two. However, more than five. In fact, it exceeds the number of seventeen personnel!

Cool not sie?

But, there's a tapi, here. But, there are some things that are still in the design of Nara, nih. Given this story is a high fantasy story, Nara must build a civilization in Nara's imagination and pour it into the narrative. So, maybe Nara will be more in the science of diction, nih, man.

So, maybe Nara will re-show uh, disappointing you guys for again banging you among the symbol meaning ‘ ; ’.

It's okay, maybe so for eps this time+a quick notice about this newly remaked novel. Eh remake ama revision same, ‘kan?

Okay, Nara say, “Happy reading, friends!”