Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

"Don't insult the torque."

When Galayne said that, a glimmer of curiosity dwelt in Idim's eyes.

But Galain didn't say anything more.

Pull your mouth together and stare at Idim.

Your nose is rough and your shoulders are up and down.

"That's all I'm saying."

Idim said like a beat, and Gareen roared like a beast.

"Give me the torque."

Galain exclaimed.

"Don't insult me."

The Nork Magic Academy brings together talented boys and girls.

As soon as I enrolled in elementary school, Gareen and Degg realized that they had come to a terribly wrong place.

I knew that the world was different from that of the nobles, but all the ordinary students were as clever as the noble students in the eyes of the two of them, and they looked like inhabitants of a different world.

He always talks about difficult things.

The one who doesn't speak is the one who doesn't speak, looks down at people and doesn't do anything to them.

Sometimes there are gentle ones, but the surroundings are shiny, and it's not an air that can be talked to from here.

Galain, whose hobby was stonecutting in the river, and whose stunt was the song of a cat, could not have entered their circle.

While sitting by the river in the woods without doing anything after school, Gareen and Deg got along with nature. Both of them were broken in class.

Galain was silent and Degg spoke more or less, but the two of them said little in class.

The students, the central group of the class, and those who were skilled at making speeches and making presentations understood that classes progressed as soon as possible. There was no place for the two of them.

One day, in the dormitory, they saw a boy from a classmate who was intertwined with a senior student.

The senior student, who had somehow had a boring relationship, suddenly beaten the student without saying anything.

The group of senior students who came to help was beaten down by three people, but the first person to be beaten was the student, who was beaten repeatedly and bleeding from his nose.

As the senior students left with an insulting discard dialogue, Gareen and Degg rushed over to him.

Looking loudly at Deg, who was calling out, the student wiped the blood from his mouth.

"If it's one-on-one, I win."

Naturally, he said.

That was the torque.

As it was, the torque left without looking back, but Deg and Galain were deeply impressed by its appearance.

Cool.

To put it simply, they thought so.

There were a lot of smart people kneading around messy and difficult reasoning.

In a cold tone, people tell us stories about a world we don't know, and that it's a sin not to know.

But I thought the torque was different.

It was cool to take a beating without saying anything.

Besides, if it was one-on-one, it was definitely his winner.

He's right.

We know what he's saying.

For both of them, the torque was the hope of the academy that finally found it.

The next day, after school, when they saw the torque, they followed.

I obviously didn't like the torque, but I didn't tell you not to follow me.

I was rarely spoken to by the torque, but it was good.

The two of them imitated the torque and spent the same time.

But it happened one day.

The torque on that day was very rough.

I don't know why, but there were occasional days when there was torque.

Only then did the torque seem to show the dark side of the nobility that the two of them did not know.

"Hey, Galain."

In the forest, the torque suddenly turned back on the Galain that was following behind.

Let's have a fight.

"Torque," I said.

Galain shook his head unexpectedly, and the torque stretched across his cheek with a flat hand.

Pouncing, the dry sound echoes through the woods.

"Come on, come on."

Galain shook his head with a provocative gesture of torque, and this time he kicked his legs.

"Come on, come on!"

The color of Galain's eyes changed as he frowned at the pain.

With a sniff and a sniff, Galain hit the torque.

Torque also fought against it with a beast-like expression.

Only one shot of torque was hit by Galain.

With incredible agility from his body, Torque dodged Galain's fist and slammed his fist into his face and stomach.

When Galain collapsed to the ground, the torque turned sideways and spit, and now looked at Deg.

"You're next. Come on."

Deg was left with no choice. Screaming and beating.

In the first shot, the torque was properly applied to the face. When Degg thought he had hit it, he received a punch that turned the world upside down, and his eyes turned pure white.

Torque said he looked down at the two people he had beaten with cold eyes.

"How's it going? Did you chastise me?"

The torque was laughing.

"If you chastise me, get out of here." You'll never be with me again. If you stick to the aristocrats and walk, Ein or Wallis, there will be plenty of good fortune. Hit that one. "

Saying that, I looked at both of them.

But Torque frowned at Dag's expression as he looked up at himself.

No.

said Deg.

“Torque. You're so easy to understand.”

What?

Torque opens his eyes to unexpected words.

"Ein, Wallis, they're hard to say, and we don't understand."

said Deg.

"But torque, I know what you're talking about." It would be easier to understand if you could beat each other up like this when you can't say a word. If you don't know what to say, you better hit each other. "

Saying that, Deg looked at Galain. Dig knew right away that Galain shared his thoughts.

"Don't worry, Galain."

Galain nodded loudly as Deggy said.

That's why you should stay with me from tomorrow.

That's what Degg says and looks up at the torque.

"I'm not an aristocrat." We can stay with the torque. "

The torque stared at the two faces as if they saw something unusual, and eventually turned to wipe themselves.

"Do as you please."

That was the moment when Dig and Galain were recognized by their torque buddies.

"Don't insult the torque."

Galain exclaimed.

The truth is, I didn't need any friends for the torque. Deg and I were just doing our own thing.

I thought they were torque buddies, but torque rarely depends on them.

Without anyone's help, the torque has always been decided by itself, and I have solved it by myself.

We were just looking at it.

But that's why I know.

The nobility of torque that no one can rely on.

That mad pride.

The torque is more dependent on the power of darkness.

Don't be ridiculous. Don't lick the torque. Don't make a fool of our torque.

But Galain couldn't put his feelings into words.

That's not my word. I don't know what to say.

That's why Gareen shouted.

"Don't insult the torque."

A loud voice echoed through the woods.

But Idim looked at Galain with a thin smile as if he hadn't heard it.

It was rather the torque that struck Galain's shout.

Don't insult the torque.

The screams of my people.

Something gently touches the immobile torque in your hand.

It was a wand.

Degg, who had picked up the torque-dropping wand, smiled and offered it.

"I dropped something important, torque."

That's what Degg said and laughed.

"Come on, you can't fight without a cane."