Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

A swarm of black armor in the infantry center of the Gilfin Magic Mercenary Corps moves in response to the Black Wolf Cavalry, which began to move in disfigured marches.

Looking at the orderly movement in the distance, Jerus sighed with admiration.

"Well controlled."

"It's the Mahad of the Hundreds that leads us."

That's what Morgard said and lined up the horses.

"I've been a good walker through several mercenary regiments.Mahad's troops are strong in any mercenary regiment. "

"Why are you at Gilfin's or something?"

Gerus laughs.

Morgard twisted his neck with a serious face.

"Well, maybe there's something attractive about this guy named Gilfin."

Then I see Jerus.

"Besides, can I change my formation so slowly?"

Jerus shrugged his shoulders.

"We can't even ambush each other right now."

When I say so, I throw my horse forward.

Morgard cried out alongside it again.

"Nevertheless, let's make a quick decision about the leader."

Yeah?

Jerus answers ambiguously and puts the horse riding forward again.

Listen, Jerus.

Morgard frowned slightly and raised his horse just beside Jerus.

"I'll tell you what, because Raise isn't here."

That's how I grab Jerus's horseback riding rope.

I don't suppose the Commander himself is trying to cut the lead.

Hmm?

Gerus shrugs his shoulders with a strange face.

Sorry?

"I'm not impressed that the general of the army is coming forward lightly."

Morgard replied. Jerus's horseback riding with the rope still gripped is not in a mood.

"This is a battle without an employer.Jerus, you're the general. "

That's why it's good.

Jerus raises his black hair, which also derives its synonym from the “Black Wolf”, and shines his black eyes.

"Occasionally, I'll let you do whatever I want."

Do you understand what I'm saying?

It was when Morgard made a sharp voice.

Hold the reins, Morgard.

That said, a horseman passed by the two sides.

A large long-handed axe on the back makes a noise.

I'll take the lead.

"Gay Zack."

Gerus frowned.

"You don't imitate yourself."

Morgard's right, Commander.

“Black Axe” Gaizac looked back and smiled.

"Stay calm, General.This must be your fight. "

Then, keep your voice down with a smile.

Or can we just leave it to ourselves?

Shit, Jerus slapped his tongue.

I can't help it.

She looked bored like a child who took away a toy, and still nodded reluctantly.

"I'm going back to the army.Instead, if you have a tough fight, I'll replace you right away. "

"Have you ever done that?"

Gaizac shook a large ax lightly.

"This is a tough fight for me."

Hmm.

Jerus snorted his nose and then summoned another horseman who had come forward to follow Gaizac's shadow.

"Garba, you stay back."

Galba, who presented a slightly smaller axe than his father Gaizac, looks back unhappy.

"But, Commander..."

In saying so, she was still faintly young.

"I'm always behind my father."

That's how Garba tries to put his horse behind Gaizac.

But Jerus shook his head.

"No."

"Commander"

Garba asks for it.

I can't do that.

I'll decide where you're going.

Jerus said in an unspoken tone.

"You're behind Morgard."

Garba blurred his face, but nodded reluctantly.

"Okay."

"Garba"

Gaizac looks back at his son.

"Morgard is careful.Don't let it take you too long to get away with it. "

Garba turned her chest against the words of her daddy.

"I'll be out before then."

"I'll tell you when to leave."

Morgard said to block Garba's words.

"You stay behind me."

"I'm twelve years old."

Garba spreads her arms immediately.

"How long have you been a child?"

"Until you stop saying such boring things."

Jerus said that it was tingling.

"Gay Zack, you're not just fighting infantry today.If you do what you always do, they'll do it. "

"I know, magician."

Gaizac laughed.

"Those people won't take a step back."

"Magician"

Garba murmurs.

"Same as Almark."

Morgard raised his eyebrows to the words.

Remember?

"I remember."

Garba shrugs her shoulders and distorts her mouth.

Then it looked like a warrior to me.

"Poor Almark who went south.If I hadn't been a magician, I'd have had horses lined up with me. "

That's how I shake my long-handed axe horizontally.Gerus narrowed his eyes unexpectedly to the wind chirp.

"That sounds good."

"I'm stronger than Almark."

Garba said.

"I used to envy him.His back left the battlefield first. "

With that, I pulled the string and put a horse behind Morgard.

"But I can't remember anymore.It's been a long time since I heard of him as a magician. "

"I've been on the battlefield a long time."

Morgard nods at Gaizac's words.

"Yes, Garba, you've grown a lot."

Severely speaking, he looks back at Garba.

"So don't die in such a boring place."

"There's nothing funny or boring about dying."

Garba replied.

"I'm a mercenary, too. Always fights thinking this might be the last."

"You don't seem to understand."

Jerus smiled bitterly.

Well, at that age, I guess I can't help it.

Garba said something to the word, but Jerus raised his voice as he pulled the horse's string.

"Start when Gaddle's troops return.The opponent is a magician, we need speed. "

I looked around at my men's warriors and shouted.

"Nice speed. Think of speed as life."

"Mahad"

As Gilfin watched the Black Wolf Cavalry lined up from afar, he called out to the “hundreds” of Mahad who stood aside.

Let the Magic Team out front.

Mahad slightly clasped his martial arts face as instructed.

Are you sure?

That said, he looked back at the enemy's movements with a thin slice of the captain's eyes.

"If you put it out a long time ago, you could lose your precious son's sorcerer."

"It doesn't matter."

Gilfin answers.

"Even the Black Wolf Cavalry roaring north.I'm sure it won't be as easy to win as those mercenaries. "

That said, I took my wand out of my pocket.

The twisted black wand was much shorter than the one used in Nork Magic Academy classes.

"I'm going to scratch you with a magic drop."

The wand glowed slightly blue as if it had responded to the words.

"Yes, sir."

Mahad nodded and gave instructions to his neighbors.

"Bring the Magic Squad forward. Behind the four front lines."

"Mahad"

Gilfin shakes his head.

Mahad looked surprised for a moment, but immediately raised his right hand high and raised his index and middle fingers.

"Correction. Behind two front lines."

"Yes, it is."

Gilfin nodded.

Now, let's start hunting wolves.