Technoblade hated being an immortal, the only thing he looked forward too about it was looking for your reincarnated soul in each one. Phil did the same with Kristen, it was just something that made the world worth living in.

The lesson carried on how it normally did, with Techno doing the bare minimum and correcting a different section of the textbook, not listening to a word Miss Allingham said.

Well, that was until she decided to call on him.

“Techno, care to answer the question or should I repeat it since drawing in the textbook is more interesting to you than the history of our town?”

He flushed red as the classroom’s attention diverted onto him. Miss Allingham crossed her arms. You looked over at your table mate in turn.

“I wasn’t colouring in the textbook,” Techno defended, putting down his pen.

“First warning, Techno. Now, answer my question,” she said. “Can you give me the number of casualties in the First L’Manberg War and how this affected the economy of both the Essempi Kingdom and the L’Manberg nation?”

Techno froze at the mention of that war. His left fist clenched under the table.

“Second warning—”

“Nineteen died and twelve were heavily injured on the L’Manberg side,” Techno spat, his hands shaking. “The economy of the Essempi Kingdom remained unaffected since their causalities were soldiers on the front-line whilst L’Manberg suffered as able-bodied workers were hurt during the war.”

His palms stung from the sharpness of his nails.

“I asked for the textbook amount, not the one from the history archives, but thank you for the unasked specifics,” she said, her tone designed to humiliate him further.