Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Almark watched with anxiety as crouched Morgaine cast the light of healing on his flank.

Morgan exhales a deep, long breath.

The torn robe is soaked with blood.

It was a dark robe, so the red was not noticeable, but it was clear that the monster's wounds were by no means shallow.

A ball of sweat floats on Morgan's forehead.

"Are you all right?"

Almark asked Morgan with a painful look on his face.

"Healing technique, I'm getting a little better too." Let me help you. "

"Thank you."

Morgen's agonizing face broke a little.

"Almark, what a face you have." No matter how much you get hurt, you don't have to look so hard. "

"I don't care how much I get hurt."

Almark gazes at the light of Morgaine's healing surgery and replies.

"All I have to do is endure the pain." But I can't take your injuries anymore. "

"You're really funny, Almark."

Having said that, Morgan smiled seriously.

It's okay, I can fix it myself.

That's why I'll concentrate on healing.

I was able to grasp the depth of the wound and the flow of magic power.

Yes, it's okay. The healing surgery you taught Celia-sensei is working well.

In fact, the pain gradually eased.

You can't just slow down forever.

I don't know how long the effect of the pie fed to Green Verde will last.

But this forest is full of fragrances. It is not just a sweet fragrance. Hurry up and fulfill your purpose, before what is hidden behind them strips away your fangs.

"Almark"

With the light of the healing surgery stabilized, Morgan still cried out to reassure Almark, who was staring at himself worriedly.

"Your imposter has come out." I was surprised. "

I glanced at the leaf monster that had collapsed. There were countless leaves scattered about, and there was no more clumping.

Didn't you see my imposter?

"Yeah, I'm out."

Seeing Almark nod, Morgan unexpectedly raised his face.

Oh, did you come out?

"Yeah, he looked a lot like you."

Almark frowned and said so.

"As soon as I wake up in this forest." I was imitating you. [M] I wasn't good at it, though.

Then you realized it wasn't me right away.

"That's right."

Almark shrugs his shoulders when he asks why he hears that.

"You're right, too." You soon realized it wasn't me. "

"Yeah, that's true."

Morgen mumbled.

Almark's imposter. I felt uncomfortable from the beginning. But it wasn't until a little later that I was convinced.

"How did you find out?"

That's what I saw, Almark.

He said it wasn't me.

I don't care why they say that.

Almark folded his arms like he was in trouble.

It's difficult.

"Look, for example, something was wrong with what he said."

No, I don't think so.

Almark shakes his head.

Because we hardly talked about it.

Huh?

In surprising terms, Morgan unexpectedly interrupted his healing.

"Oh, no."

Saying that, I put my hand on the wound again.

"Look, I've talked too much."

Almark frowned.

"You should concentrate on healing." Or do you want me to help you? "

"No, I'm really fine by myself."

Seeing that the light had stabilized, Morgan asked the question again.

"Don't talk to him so much, how did you know it wasn't me?"

"Because if you look at it, you'll know right away."

Almark answered in embarrassment.

At first glance, I thought, "Oh, this is not my friend Morgan."

"Just a glance."

Morgan shakes his head in amazement, taking care not to let the light break.

"Is there no specific reason?"

"Is there a reason you like something tasty?"

All of a sudden, Almark asks him the other way, and Morgan blinks his eyes.

He said, "Well, that's why I like good food."

Morgan thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"There's no reason." No, uh, there is, but it's hard to put it into words. "

"That's right."

Almark nodded to Morgaine, hoping to win my favor.

"I mean, that's what it is." I know a man named you. [M] That's why it's not easy to be fooled by such a monster's poor play. "

Hmmm.

Morgan roared.

I don't know why, but when I look at Almark's confident face, I think it's true. It's a strange thing.

"So, how did you get rid of that monster?" Like I showed you earlier, did you do it warmly with Mars' wand? "

Yeah, yeah.

Almark nodded.

Well, that's how it feels.

Uhehe

Morgan shrugged his head.

"I'm glad I wasn't next to you when I woke up."

"Why would I hit you?"

Almark said that, and his expression softened as he felt that Morgan's tone had regained his leeway.

"If you're real, you'll know right away." You're right, too. You found out right away that it wasn't me. "

Yeah. Yeah.

I was somewhat proud of Morgaine for Almark to say so.

And that Almark had spotted his imposter in an instant.

"Morgan, I don't care about such monsters." You can treat it while you're doing it. Will you take a look? "

As Almark said so, he pushed his hand into the sleeve of his robe.

"On my way here, I gradually picked up something that looked like it."

Huh?

Almark pulls something out of his sleeve one after the other, regardless of Morgan.

Huh?

This time, Morgan was exceptional.

Almark took out plants, fruits, and berries of various sizes and colors.

"I don't know what it tastes like."

Almark says with a bit of regret.

"I thought I had no choice but to ask you to check it out." For now, I've taken everything I saw. "

Oh, it's all of them.

I mean, it's a waste of time, isn't it?

As you say that, when you've finished casting everything out of one sleeve, the next thing you do is stick your hand in the other sleeve.

For a while, Morgan watched dazzledly as colorful berries and fruits piled up in front of him, but eventually he couldn't hold back and giggled.

Because of this, the light of the healing surgery flashes and blinks.

Morgan

Almark stopped his hand and looked at Morgan.

"Are you okay? You can eat when the treatment is over." But for now, I was hoping you could take a quick look at it. "

Yeah.

Morgan nodded with a smile.

Every time I laugh, my flank still tingles and hurts, but it's a little bit smaller than before.

The healing procedure has been successful.

It's okay. I'll make sure you're okay.

That's what Morgan said, and he saw the face of a friend who was still staring at him worriedly.

“You're really ahead of my expectations. You're trustworthy.”

What's so reliable about it?

Almark shook his head with a serious look.

"I only know that berries taste like berries and fruits taste like fruit. It's pathetic. I can't do anything without you."

"No, it's not that."

Morgan grabbed one of the fruits in front of him.

"It's impossible for me to gather this much fruit in such a short time." Almark, thank you. I'll take care of the rest. "