It happened the next morning.
Almark has been walking alone in the garden since the early morning.
This time, when the sun is not up yet, is also harsh to cool.
The heat on Clan Island until yesterday really seems like a lie.
Almark thought.
There are still many wonders in the world.
With a white breath, Almark walked deep into the garden.
On his back was his partner's dagger.
Nostalgic weight.
It's the same weight we've had all along the journey.
Almark stopped behind the garden in an unseen place surrounded by implants.
Remove the sword from its sheath.
Enemies of illusion in front of you.Today, it looks something like Gizalte.
Almark slowly held his sword.
Face the enemy in front of you.
That alone made me feel like my nerves were being sharpened.
After all, I'm the son of a mercenary.
I feel it again.
Life is tied to the sword.
Almark took a step forward. Shake the sword.
A sharp wind chip.
The phantom enemy dodged it.I feel like I laughed when I did.
But this familiar weight and balance.
I wish I had taken you to that island.
Almark thought.
I think we might have had a better match with Gizalte and Angola.
Shake your sword again. Phantom enemies still cannot be captured.
My shoulders felt painful.
Gizalte's wound on Clan Island.
The pain will eventually go away.But the scars are still there.
Almark stepped in again and waved his sword.
I thought that was fine.
Not clever enough to grow intact.I get stronger with the wounds carved into my body. [M]
I shook my sword up and down.
Finally, the phantom enemy is cut off and disappears.
Immediately the next enemy appeared. Now it's the spear.
Almark will be back there.
Turn around.
A blow to dodge a protruding spear.
The sword makes a sharp sound.
Yeah, that's good.
When you're waving your sword like this, you're heartless.It feels like the extra thing in your heart is dripping off with sweat.
It's simple, Almark.I felt that was what the sword said.
You don't have to think too hard.
Simple is harder and stronger.
Almark kept swinging a chunk of metal forgotten about time.
The slow winter sun blew out his face, and Almark sweated to the shadow of the implant.
I haven't shaken my dagger so much in a long time.Although sword care was indispensable, I've been studying exams recently and I hardly really waved my sword.
You're weak.
Gizalte's words come back to mind.
Am I weakened? [M]
Almark thought.
I followed the path as a magician.
As a mercenary, he waved his sword on the battlefield.
Which is my strength? [M]
In the first place, what is my strength? [M]
Strength.
The words reminded Almark of Wendy's face unexpectedly.
At that time, I saw a light female student walking in from the dormitory.
It was Leila.
"Leila"
When Almark called out, Leila glanced at Almark.
You're early.
As he approached, he stopped looking at Almark's sword.
Today, sword practice?
Oh, yeah.
Almark nodded.
For a change of heart.
"Your soul is bound to the sword."
That's what Leila nodded with a serious face.
"I heard from Wendy. On Clan Island."
I see.
Almark nodded and gave Leila his right hand.
"I don't think there's any snakes in here anymore."
Leila peeks into her hand.
"Do you feel it?"
"No."
Almark shakes his head.
"Honestly, I don't know if he's really gone.But the one who fought on Clan Island was undoubtedly darkness. "
"Yes."
Leila held her long, windy hair in her hand.
"Gate” and “Key"
That's what Leila said and looked into Almark's eyes.
"I didn't know Wendy and you had such a big fate."
"Yeah."
Almark nodded.
"I don't really feel that way either."
That makes me laugh bitterly.
"Still, sometimes the darkness reminds me of it."
"I was going to carry something a lot bigger myself."
Leila turned away from Almark and looked up at the sky.
"You were carrying something much bigger."
"I don't think it's comparable."
Almark shakes his head.
"Me and Wendy came down suddenly.But yours. "
That's how I see Leila's face.
"You decided to stand up to yourself."
Leila smiled slightly and shook her head.
"When Wendy told me that, I regretted it."
Huh?
"I should have gone to Klan Island, as you said."
That's what Leila said, making her look a little more childish than usual.
"I wanted to fight the dark magician too."
Ah.
Almark nodded.
"I thought you and Torque would regret it."
"Besides"
Leila saw the pattern of Almark's sword.
"I've never seen you wave that sword."
"A sword?"
Almark blinked his eyes.
"Because you would have swayed Mars's wand in the fountain cave."
Ah.
Almark smiles bitterly.
It certainly was. That was Mars's first battle using his wand as a cane.
"Not the sword used in martial arts class or the wooden sword used in the play, but your real sword."
Leila said.
"I was listening to you, so I was curious."
Really?
Almark put his arms together.
"But I didn't take this sword to the island.They fought with Mars' wand. "
Almark didn't tell Wendy much about the fight on the ghost ship.He only told me that he had cut off his enemies like ghosts with the sword he had picked up on the ship.
Morgan, who was listening next door, also seemed to understand the general situation and didn't ask anything.
Gizalte was too new to remember to talk to Wendy, and it was hard for Almark himself to talk about land.Either way, I didn't want to talk to Wendy about the northern mercenaries.
"Yes, I didn't take the sword."
After that, Leila looked at Almark with a strange expression.
Hey.
The voice slightly bounced.
Well, can you show me now?
Huh?
"Where you wave your sword."
Leila said. There was something tangible in the eye.
"I want to see it."
"I don't mind."
Almark nodded.
"I don't think it's funny to see it."
After that, I'll remember and add.
"Once upon a time, when I was a traveler, I practiced a few swords to show people.Maybe that's better. "
"Yeah."
Leila shook her head.
It's simple, so it's good.
Say that and stare at Almark holding the sword.
"I want you to shake naturally, as you always do."
"Okay."
Almark nods and takes a little distance from Leila.
Drawing the sword, Leila took a breath.
"That's a really long time."
"In the play, Morgan made it short."
Almark answered and held the sword.
Shake it all the time.
Another phantom enemy appears in front of Almark.
Take your time.
Leila keeps an eye on Almark.
Phantom enemies move.
Almark stepped in to take control of the ship and swore his sword horizontally.
A heavy, sharp wind chirp echoes through the garden in the morning.
I cut it.
Almark rearranges his sword and prepares for the next enemy.
"Thank you."
Almark turned to Leila's words.
Is that enough?
"Yeah."
Leila was smiling.
Let me see it again someday.
"I wish I could do this."
Almark lowered his sword.
"I'll show you anytime, anytime."