Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Ain and Emeria walk alongside the lush forest.

Fickle flutters around her like a butterfly.

"I don't know yet, Ain."

Ficke says in a bright voice.

"I don't think we've reached the red stone yet."

"It should have been a little farther."

Ein answers calmly.

"It's my first time in the forest. I can't get that distance either."

I see. That's right, it's my first time in the forest.

Ficke nodded to Ain's words and looked around, spinning around her body.

"I've never seen anything like it. It's full of trees."

"Take it easy, Ficke."

Emeria said coldly.

“It's bothersome. Don't wander around.”

"Because it's exciting, isn't it?"

Ficke answered with a smile, without worrying about her face.

"Even the Stone Sorcerer." I wonder what kind of guy they're dealing with.

While saying that, I spread my hands horizontally across Ein.

Ficke keeps singing, even though Ain frowns in the way.

Well, whatever happened to Ficke-sama, I can't believe it.

What's he talking about? He's talking about killing beasts.

Emeria glanced sideways at Ein.

Even the wild cats caught him and bullied him.

Ein shrugs his shoulders without answering.

"What are you talking about, Emelia?"

Ficke skipped ahead of Emeria.

Emeria's tongue stroked and stretched out her abominable hand in a gentle motion.

"I wanted to show you." The Dark Beast I defeated, er... somehow, what's his name, Ein "

Ficke looks at Ein, but Ein continues to walk with a strange face.

"Well, that one somehow." Yes, Emelia. That big cow you did at the Sorcery Festival. It's the one that made it even closer. "

Emelia snorted, hmm, nasally.

"Where did you encounter such a monster?"

"In a Library Book"

"You're excited to see the atlas."

"No, it's in the book."

Emeria shrugged at Ficke's words.

"You really are a child, aren't you?"

"Oh my God, Emelia's the same age as me." It's the same kid. "

"That's not what I meant. What I'm saying is,"

"Both of you, don't."

Ein quietly stopped the conversation between the two.

There he is. There he is.

Pointing to Ain's destination.

The forest opened up a little, and it was like a square dotted with a few trees.

A thick tree, which long ago would have been broken from the middle of the trunk, is lying on the ground like a long bench. There was a boy sitting there.

He looked even younger than the twelve-year-old Ain.

It was a boy with a healthy skin color who was burnt in the sun.

Dressed in a timeless long coat, she wiggles her legs in sandals boringly.

You're a kid, aren't you?

Raising his age to the shelf, Ficke said.

I don't think that's our opponent.

"You'll see."

Emeria looks at the boy with a cold expression.

Its eye-catching red hair and eyes.

"With that red hair and eyes."

"Oh, I see. I see."

Ficke nodded.

In other words, he's a magician with a red stone.

Sounds like it.

Ein nodded and went out in front of the two of them.

"Don't be alarmed, both of you."

Ein said without turning a blind eye to the red-haired boy.

"I don't know what you're gonna do."

The three of them stepped into the square at the same time.

A boy sitting on a tree hanging his legs suddenly looked at Ein and the others.

Red eyes twinkle like jewels.

You're finally here.

The boy said in a cheerful voice.

"How many of you are here?"

"It's us."

Suddenly questioned, Ficke looks at herself in a panic.

"Uh, three."

Three?

The boy frowned.

"Oh my God, there are only three of them." Don't you want to come back later? "

"I'm not coming."

Ficke answers honestly.

"We're the only ones."

"You're kidding."

Murmuring unhappily, the boy jumped off the sitting tree and stood on the ground.

Ahh. Then we'll be done soon.

The boy who said that was a pity is still much shorter than Ain and the others.

It's over, right?

Ein laughs thinly.

"What's the end of this?"

"You know what I mean."

The boy looks back at Ein as if he were a fool.

"I really need to fight." If you only have three children, you won't be very responsible. "

The boy lets go to the shore.

This red Puller's opponent.

"Red Puller"

Ein repeats the boy's name.

"Is that your name?"

"Yes, it is."

The boy gave an innocent smile.

"Call yourself yourselves."

Saying that, Ein looked around at the faces of the three.

If you don't know the name of the player, it's a lot of inconvenience.

"I'm not going to be your playmate."

Ain replied.

“We're here to save our people. I'm not here to play."

"My name is Ficke."

Ein's words were obscured by his vivacious proclamation.

Ficke goes out in front of Ain.

"Wisdom, courage and sure witchcraft. I am Ficke, the legendary beast slayer of the Nork Academy of Magic, who has been stabbed to death by a monstrous dark creature like a big cow."

"Oh, my God, that's..."

Ein frowns.

Ficke.

Puller's eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Have you ever defeated Erdane?"

"Erdain. Yes, that's it."

Ficke gladly points to Puller.

"It was definitely that name."

It's a coincidence.

Puller also laughed happily.

"I've defeated him before."

What the hell?

Ein raises one eyebrow.

"You've defeated Erdane before."

You're next, woman.

Puller pointed to Emelia, ignoring Ein.

Tell me your name.

"Emeria"

Emelia spoke her name in disdain.

"I don't like kids with a lot of talk."

Puller's smile at the words grew louder.

"A brave woman."

said Puller.

"Good, there are brave women in this era."

Ah?

Emeria, a little irritated by Puller's remarks, raised her sharp voice.

"What do you want to say?"

"I like brave women."

Puller said happily.

"Braver than any man, you have to take the lead." It's like there's nothing to be afraid of. "

When I said it like singing, I saw Emelia.

"That's how you always die first."

Your eyes are like you found your favorite toy.

Emeria spat on the ground.

When Puller saw it, he spat happily on the ground.

"Don't get excited."

Having said that, I finally turned my attention to Ain.

You're the last one, smart guy.

You're clever, aren't you?

Ein laughs with her mouth alone.

"Well, I'm sure you're smarter than me." It's not something I'm so proud of. "

You're the one who earns with your mouth.

said Puller. The voice was full of disgust.

"Don't work on your own, say good things and let people carry your luggage, and get only that money." The one I hate the most. "

When I said that, my teeth came out. The beastly canine teeth peek for a moment.

"You are the weakest of them all." I'm fooling you with my mouth so that it doesn't come off. "

I wonder if stupid people have stupid reasoning.

Ein kicked Puller's words with one word.

"So you won't ask me my name?"

"Your name is a loser."

Puller replied.

"Ficke and Emelia, losers. It's the playmate of the day."

"Call me whatever you want."

Ein shrugs her shoulders.

Come on, let's play.

Puller laughed.

The body was swirled with a ferocious magic power that was very uncomfortable for its age.

"Don't let your appearance confuse you."

Ain tells Emelia and Ficke in a low voice.

"Don't be alarmed, I'll set you up."