Morgan stares at Wendy's tears and bites his lips.
I was angry with my helplessness.
"Can't we help Almark?"
"No."
Wendy shook her head.
"There may still be something."
Wendy squeezes her tears.
"That's why they asked us to help them."
He said, "Look at all of us."
Morgan was stunned.
"Always too much trust, Almark."
That's how I shook my head.
"I wonder how good I am."
Morgan can fight courageously and bravely not because he is a brave man.At least that's what Morgan himself thought.
I'm not Wendy or Nelson.
Who are really brave people like them?
I can act bravely because there's Almark there.
Because Almark trusts me and keeps my back.
So, after Al Mark disappeared, he was given such a big role.
"You know what, Morgan?"
Wendy said.
"I'm sorry."
"Oh, my God. Wendy's sorry."
That's what Morgan said, lying down.
"It's really hard for you, isn't it?I know that. "
"Oh, what happened to Almark?"
Suddenly Nelson looked around and shouted.
I can't see you.
It's okay.
Wendy raised her face and raised her voice.
"Don't look."
"No, Wendy, what are you talking about in this situation?"
Nelson clapped his mouth as he saw the tears accumulating in Wendy's eyes.
The others saw Wendy in surprise.
"... no way"
It was Raido who opened his mouth.She had a harsh expression on her face.
"Did you go to that ghost ship? Alone."
Seraha takes a breath at Wendy nodding.
"Oh, no. Why?"
"Let's go after him."
Norish said with bright red eyes.
I can still make it now.
"No, it's not."
Wendy shook her head.
Let him go.
"... what do you mean?"
Norish murmured as if stunned.
"The fog, the skeletons, the dark magician.What the hell is going on?You know that. "
That was a natural question from the Norish.
But Wendy didn't answer.Without saying anything, it looks spicy and crouches.
"Really Wendy?"
Reido said quietly when she saw Wendy's hard expression.
"Do you know anything about them or that ship?"
"Leido"
Morgan couldn't help but pinch his mouth.
"Um, this is..."
But good excuses don't come out.
"Morgan, do you know anything about this?"
On the contrary, when Raidow asks, Morgan gets stuck in words.
"No, I don't know."
Morgan thought while sweating nastyly.
Look, I can't even keep Wendy's secret.
Oh, I wish I was as smart as Wallis or Ain.
"You don't have to talk to me."
It was Curime who said that.
"Wendy, if you don't want to talk."
A moment of silence.
"No"
Wendy shook her head.
I'll talk to you.
There was a noble sound in the voice that no one could touch.
"Wendy"
Morgan raised his voice.
Are you sure?
"Yes, thank you, Morgen."
Wendy said.
"I'm sorry I kept my mouth shut."
Wendy's majestic beauty raised her face like that.
The strength of those determined eyes breathed in their companions.
Straight across the beach and into the sea.As the sea water came to my knees, I arrived directly beneath the ship.
Okay. Okay.
As Almark looked up, a rope ladder hung from the deck as if he were waiting for it.
Almark grabs it and pulls it hard.
The rope does not scratch.
Once it was confirmed, Almark carried Mars' wand on his back.
Mars' wand is already completely familiar with Almark's hands.
Until today, we have overcome a number of difficulties together.
But I'm still not used to this lightness.
Almark loosened his mouth.
The weight of the dagger gave me a sense of security.A sense of security that saves lives and puts them on the line.
Maybe that's because I haven't become a magician yet.
Almark put his hand on the rope ladder and began to climb slowly.
Not yet.
The day my father told me to go south tomorrow.I was going to cut off all my hopes for mercenaries.
When I'm in danger and death is close enough to caress my life, I always ask for a sword.
I always unconsciously think about how to cut through this danger with my own sword.
That's not the way a magician thinks.
Now, if you ask me what the right way of thinking is for a magician, I still don't know.
Almark remembers Illmis' face.
What would the teacher do?
At least like this, Professor Ilmis would never imitate climbing a rope ladder with a sword on his cane.
Let's switch.
Almark thought.
I don't have a sword anymore. [M]
I'm not a mercenary anymore.
With his hands on the edge of the deck, Almark lifted himself up all at once.
Standing on the deck opened my eyes.I can see the man leaning against the sail post of the ship.
The man was alone.
It's been a long time.
It was a familiar, cold, inorganic voice.
"I thought you were surprised."
I didn't expect to see you again.
Almark answered.
Gizalte.
Heh, Gizalte distorted her mouth with a loud voice.
Grumpy smiles. A slender, seamless atmosphere covering your body.The appearance seemed no different from before.
That's my line, black wolf boy.
That's how I wake myself up from the pillar.
On his waist was a sword that he had met with Almark in the winter mansion that day.
I have to kill you.
Gizalte said.
I couldn't get any extra emotions, it was like he said it.
"A mercenary is a mercenary when he dies.I don't know what your employer wants. "
Saying so, Gizarte pulls out the sword of her hips.
Almark held Mars' wand while keeping his distance.
Yeah?
Gizalte narrows her eyes.
"Is that all you got?"
Gizalte turned her back, whispering her tongue.Bring a swing of sword from behind the pillars and throw it at Almark's feet.
There you go.
Gizalte said.
"If you were alive, you wouldn't have done this. You'd have killed him. It's a service tonight."
Gizalte distorts her lips severely.
"I didn't wake up to play with a kid swinging a wooden stick, neither did I."
The sword was just as long as Almark's dagger.
Gizalte shouted angrily to Almark, who did not try to pick it up.
Come on, hurry up.
The sword's sword reflects into the moonlight and emits light.
Sword.
Almark held his breath and stared at the sword.