Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Morgan woke up to the sound of unfamiliar birds.

Soft earthy feel.

A tree with large branches is covering the sky with lots of leaves.

Forest.

I'm lying in the woods. [M]

But this isn't the College Forest.

Thinking so vaguely, Morgan woke up quickly.

The situation became clear.

In time, he was falling into a strange forest.

There were no benches, no chairs, no stone sorcerer's green verde.

The taste of the pie and herbal tea still remained in my mouth, but the smell could no longer be smelled in the lukewarm air of the forest. Instead, there is another sweet fragrance.

When Morgan saw that he was holding his staff in his left hand, he stood up.

"Almark"

Morgan called out his best friend's name.

Almark, where are you?

On the verge of being sent here by the green verde, I certainly stretched out my arms with Armark and connected my hands so as not to get lost.

There's no sign of Almark anywhere in sight.

"Almark"

It was when Morgan called again.

The nearby bushes moved slowly.

"Is it Almark?"

Relieved, he walked up to you and Morgan stopped in a hurry.

What appeared out of the bushes was something he had never imagined.

No head, no hands.

The countless thin mycelium that stretches from its body, which shakes with every movement.

It could only be called a giant mushroom from anywhere.

"Wow."

Morgaine backs down.

Just as tall as Morgaine, the giant mushroom completely emerged from the bushes and came towards him with unexpected speed, even without legs.

"Knock it off."

Morgan stuck out his staff.

The wind blows the mushroom's body. The mushroom fell on its back on a bush.

In Morgan's eyes, too, I could see what looked like a scrap of a fallen tree that was being taken into the mushroom's body.

If that monster catches me, I'll be like that fallen tree.

As if nothing had happened, Morgan stood his staff against the mushroom that was rising.

The mushrooms approach as they shake their bodies again.

Poisonous red umbrella and white pattern. The folds on the back of the umbrella have peek-a-boo green spots everywhere.

"You're a mushroom you can't eat."

Morgan put his magic power on the tip of his wand.

"I don't need that kind of guy."

Wind Cutting Technique.

A sharp blade of air emanating from the cane cut the mushroom monster in half.

All right.

Morgan breathes out in relief. The mushroom fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

Whatever it is, no matter what it looks like, I'm from the Nork Academy of Magic.

Morgen's words interrupted. Because mycelium began to grow from the cut surface of the overturned mushroom.

Huh?

Mycelium wraps around a nearby grass and sucks it in as it slippers.

The brilliant green grass suddenly lost its colour and became like dead grass. And then the mushroom's body swelled up.

Each half-cut mushroom stretches the mycelium from the cut surface in the same way, absorbing nutrients from the surrounding plants and growing larger.

"Well, that's a bit of a lie."

While Morgan was in a daze, the mushrooms immediately became two mushrooms the size of before, and each of them rose again.

I've increased it.

Morgen backs away.

"If you cut it and let it go, the mushrooms will increase on their own. It would be great if they were delicious."

As he murmured, Morgan imagined a flame burning strongly this time.

The firepower is as good as the grilled dishes on Shaba-dori.

If it's a poisonous mushroom, it's just annoying.

A flame gushed out from Morgan's staff.

The flames spread in a straight line towards the mushrooms.

The mushrooms burned easily.

When your body is on fire, the mushroom is twisting and suffering, making your body shrivel.

All right.

When the two monstrous mushrooms collapsed to the ground, Morgan finally took a breath and lowered his staff.

Morgan frowns and shakes his head as he sniffs the burning smell of the mushrooms.

"Oh, I knew it." This smells similar to jellyfish. It's something you shouldn't eat. "

With that, Morgan nodded, distancing himself from the burning of the mushroom.

“Where did Almark go anyway?”

I looked around again.

"... a green forest"

That's what the green Verde said earlier. I'm sure this is the forest.

The trees and grass seem to be similar to the southern forest known to Morgan and somewhat different.

To prove it, Morgan can't name any of the plants growing here.

If the buyer were here, he would start crawling on the ground with a loud cheer.

Besides,

Morgan held his nose with the sleeve of his robe.

This sweet fragrance that has been drifting for a long time.

Morgen likes sweet things, too.

This isn't sweet enough to eat. It must be the sweetness of the poison in the back.

The poison of the green forest that Verde was talking about.

I'm sure that's what this scent is about.

You shouldn't smoke as much as you can.

Nevertheless, I wonder where Almark went.

It was when Morgan thought about it and turned his back on the monster mushroom's burn.

Mycelium stretched from the burning scum.

Mycelium crawls to the ground and extends to Morgan's feet.

Suddenly, something emerged from the side, enveloping the mycelium.

Even if you just burn the surface, there's often no fire going through inside.

That's what Morgan said, looking back.

Well, I thought it would be that way.

Morgen looked sorry to see the mycelium wobbly as it was caught in the net of light.

"I'm really sorry." I hope you taste good. [M] I can't move a bit, but my eyes are twitching. "

Morgan turned his staff to the mushroom burn once more.

"I don't intend to stay long in this forest either." In the meantime, it would be helpful if you could just stay still for a moment. "

The next moment, water gushed out of the cane.

The art of spring water.

When Morgan sprinkles plenty of water on the mushroom burn, he cools it down.

Frost Removal Technique.

As the white frost began to fall on the mushroom's body, the movements of the stupid mycelium in the net of light became visible and dull.

Eventually, when the frost completely enveloped the mushroom, the mycelium stopped its movement.

Huh.

Morgan exhales and then takes a greater distance from the mushroom.

"As expected, I think it's okay now... but for now, let's get out of here."

At that time, the bush on the other side swayed sharply from the mushroom that came out.

How about this time?

Morgan scratched his staff in a hurry, and the person with the face out of the bush rolled up his eyes.

"Wow, Morgan, it's me. Don't shoot me."

"Oh, Almark."

Morgan exhaled in relief and lowered his staff.

"Good, I thought I was lost."

"Yeah, me too." I'm glad it was you. "

While saying that, Almark pulled his robe out of the bushes cramped.

“I woke up in the bushes over there. Then, the burning smell came out of here."

"That's right."

Morgan looks back at a giant mushroom.

I just got attacked by a monster like that.

Hazel mushrooms?

Almark stares.

That's a good defeat.

Somehow. Almark, there's no such monster in the north, is there?

Oh, you're not there.

Almark nodded and stared at the giant mushroom.

That's not the ingredient for the pie, is it?

No way.

Morgan shakes his head.

"The green Verde said that the honey of Yukima mushrooms and the fruit of fawnberries." At least there's no mushroom like that jellyfish. "

I see.

Almark nodded and waved Mars' staff.

Morgen felt a little uncomfortable with the movement.

Well then, let's go find it.

Morgan nodded to Almark's words.

Yeah. If we don't find it soon, the pie might run out of effect.

"I wonder if the poison of the green forest smells like this."

Almark makes his nose twitch.

It smells sweet.

"Yeah, I think so too." I don't think this smells very good. "

"If you say so, then so be it."

Almark nodded.

The two began to walk along the forest side by side.