The
artist traveled leisurely until he reached the castle once more.
As he was ready to enter the castle, a large regiment of soldiers came
marching out.
"What's going on?" Shin asked the lead soldier.
"We're going to kill the bees," replied the soldier. "King's orders."
Shin was shocked. "Kill the bees? Maybe the king has gone mad," he thought.
The artist spread his arms wide and stood in front of the soldiers.
"Wait. You mean you're going out to kill innocent bees?"
"It's not our choice," said the lead soldier. "It is an order from the
king."
"You say it is the king's orders, but don't you think that's strange?"
The lead soldier was getting tired of this kind of talk. Suddenly he
pointed his spear at the artist.
"That is for the king to decide. Our job is to go and kill the bees.
You will step aside now."
"I will not," said Shin as he glared at the soldier.
"I love the bees. I cannot let you do such a foolish thing."
"It's only bees," said the soldier. "How can you give up your life only
for that?"
"Only bees...," repeated Shin slowly.
"Is that because the bees are small creatures? I have been to many small
planets like this one."
The soldier remained silent.
"Everyone living on those planets was kind," said Shin.
The soldiers didn't know what to do now.
"Please give me a little time," said Shin. "I will go to the king and
find out his reason."
"If so, we wouldn't be disobeying orders. We'll wait a little while,
then."
Actually the soldiers didn't agree with the orders, and seemed relieved
as they sat down to wait.
Shin went into the castle and hurried to find the king.
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