Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Morgan lined up on the ground as he received the berries that Almark grabbed painfully from his sleeve.

Do you still have this much?

There were five types in total.

It's not a big deal as long as we have the time.

But right now, I don't have much time.

Morgan took one of them.

If your tongue goes numb like before, you won't be able to make it in time this time.

That's why we have to avoid it.

Morgen had drawn a conclusion about it.

If there was a possibility that irritating magic might be flowing in the fruit before ripening, I should feel that magic first.

It is the application of healing techniques.

While performing a series of actions to check the smell by slightly crushing the fruit with his fingers, Morgan tried to sense the slightest magical power flowing.

Morgan's face is distorted before he can tell the truth about the work that requires a great deal of concentration.

But Almark couldn't afford to notice the change in his friend.

Morgan saw Almark, who was plain in all the pain, kneeling on his staggered knees at the edge of his sight.

Almark, I'm sorry. Just wait a little longer.

Carry the first grain into your mouth.

The flow of magic power was fine.

I wandered around and chewed.

No, not this taste.

As soon as Morgan spits out the fruit, he grabs the next berry.

At that time, my fingertips were already sensing the magic power.

"There were a lot of berries in my awake life."

Almark said in a small voice as he warped his face.

"There was a Yukimaisumi tree on your side." So even if you think about it in time, I think there's a right answer to the berries I picked. "

That might be the case.

Morgen nodded tinyly to Almark's lesser explanation.

Certainly, I didn't wake up with any berries. But there was a Yukimaisumi tree nearby.

With a time limit on the effect of the pie, will the green Verde fly us so far away from our target?

As Almark is right, Yukima's nectar was near where I woke up, and Fawnbury was most likely near where Almark woke up.

So, the rest.

Morgan spat out the next berry.

All I can do is find the right answer.

Morgan took the next berry.

Ugh, a funny voice goes out, and Almark holds his mouth shut.

The poison is making you suffer so much.

Morgan's mind was about to be disturbed by this, but he was still trying to keep a normal mind.

It's okay.

My tongue can properly distinguish the taste even when wrapped in this sweet smell.

And his sharp tongue was telling him.

Not even this berry.

That's how Morgan ran through all the berries lined up there and spit everything out.

"... no."

Spitting out the last berry fruit, Morgan shook his head in a daze.

"It wasn't the last one."

Was it all different?

Almark's murmured face was barely bloody anymore.

“I'm sorry, Morgan. Maybe I picked it.”

No.

Does that happen?

Morgan thought as he looked at the grain of berries he had left.

Almark said that he had picked up everything that seemed suspicious. That's what Almark said, so it should have been done gradually, without a multiplier.

I wonder if I have ever missed it.

Morgan once again evoked the flavor of Fawnbury in his memory.

The acidity is stronger than that of full berries, but when you chew it, the juice comes out gently. It fits perfectly with a hot baked pie.

Fruit juice.

Pie.

Ah...

Morgan raised his face.

I see. I see.

"I've done this before."

Morgan groaned at the pain in his leg as he tried to get up.

"What's the matter, Morgan?"

Almark asks.

"Did you notice anything?"

"Heating."

Morgan said regretfully.

"It was heating, Almark."

Huh?

“I'm sure Fawnbury will swell when it's heated. That's why it comes out so that you can play fruit juice when you chew it."

Inflate

With a bitter expression, Almark repeated the words. Even in such a state, he seemed to have swallowed the meaning and opened his eyes wide.

"So, that means..."

“The first berry I picked. I removed it because it didn't fit the size, didn't I?"

This is smaller than full berries.

That said, the poisonous red and purple berries that I removed from my side.

For example, if there is one.

"Is that the berry I left over there?" Was that the right answer? "

Almark stood up.

"I'll get it."

What spiritual power? Until now, she had a face that seemed to go unconscious.

Morgan marveled at it, then shook his head.

"It's ridiculous."

said Morgan.

"In your current state."

It's a long way from where we were looking for the Yukima mushroom tree. We can't get back by running, but we can't get back to Armark right now.

But...

Still trying to run, Morgen pointed to Armark's leg.

"Almark, I need you to heal my legs."

Huh?

"Rather than you go and come back, I'll just go." You can see the taste yourself there. However, the previous attack on Inselmuju made my legs stuck. "

Morgan smiles at Almark.

"It's still better for me to go one way than one round trip by poison." But my magic is almost empty. That's why I'm doing healing surgery. "

"... I see. I'll let you go."

Almark nodded and broke his knee. Keep crawling to get closer to Morgan.

I can't believe that Almark can only move like this.

Still without a moment's hesitation, Morgan's heart trembled at Almark's courage in saying he was going to take it.

"If you'll go, I'll be fine."

That's what Almark puts his hand on Morgan's leg.

"I'm sorry, I don't think the magic adjustment is going to work." It might hurt. "

"Fine, don't worry about it." Just run, that's all. "

While answering that, Morgan thinks his words are like Almark's. I wish I could run, that's all.

Almark's magic power flowed in along with a tingling, numbing sensation.

"Oh, my God."

As I said, Almark's healing was poor. However, he probably did his best while his consciousness was at a standstill.

"Thank you."

Morgen stood up.

The pain has not disappeared. But anyway, my legs are moving. I can run.

I'll go.

Saying that, I showed Armark the cylinder containing the honey of Yukima smoke.

I'll take this as well.

"Please, Morgan."

When Almark said that, he slipped and collapsed into place.

"I can't stand anymore. I'll accumulate my strength if I have to."

"All right."

Morgen rushed out.

"I'll go."

There was no reply. But I didn't turn around anymore.

If along the way, you see a poison effect on yourself.

If the monsters attacked me again.

I had almost no magic left.

Morgen ran, feeling the tightness of his heart.

With Almark, I felt like I was invincible.

Right now, I was running away from Almark in the monstrous forest. I can't believe you're so scared.

Still, Morgan ran.

Return as far as you can along the road to where you came from.

For Morgen, who lived in the woods, it was not difficult to follow the original path, even though it was his first time in the forest.

Every time I step on the ground, my legs hurt.

But Almark made it work for me.

Morgan kept running with his teeth scratching.

It came to me suddenly.

Morgan's nose suddenly smelled sweet.

It was as if the smell was accompanied by weight and hardness.

"Ugh"

Morgan broke his body as his stomach drooled.

Fierce discomfort.

My legs trembled and my consciousness jumped.

You're kidding.

Morgen thought with a dumb head.

This is the effect of the poison.

I can't do this. This is no place to run.

Tingling on the ground, Morgan threw up.

The sweet smell was beginning to weigh heavily on her shoulders.

It's not as if the pie has completely expired.

Morgan thought.

But it's still this spicy. And it's going to get harder and harder.

Discomfort, difficulty breathing, and fear.

Though Morgan had woken up, he stood there.

Can't make it. Very.

I can't do it.

That's what reason said.

Even though it is a hotel.

"I see. You go."

Almark ran, jumped, and overwhelmed the giant insects in the spiciness of this poison. And he applied healing surgery to my legs.

I can't do that to you. [M]

I can't even run.

"If you'll go, I'll be fine."

Why do you say you feel safe with that face?

Morgan's legs came forward.

I would have pulled my leg if I hadn't followed your instructions. [M]

Morgan's face was already messed up with tears and saliva. Still, Morgan ran out of style.

My legs move on their own, because you say that with such a face.

Dozens or hundreds of steps distracting? After a long struggle with his legs out in front of him.

Morgan spotted berries scattered across the ground in the corner of his haze.

There it is.

Grab one of the berries as it falls.

I'm sure this is what I expected.

While lying on the ground, Morgan built a small fire with the last of his magic and heated the berries.

The berries swell like a balloon.

That was the size Morgan was looking for.

Morgan did not hesitate to turn to Berry.

I didn't check the smell or anything, but I was sure.

The hot, refreshing sour fruit juice spreads all over your mouth.

Morgan's tongue did not lose its dignity, even in the sweet scent of crushing poison.

"Here it is."

Looking up at the sky on his back, Morgan shouted:

Your breath is going to get stuffy.

Still, with a big mouth open, Morgan screamed.

“This is Fawnbury. I found it. We found Almark and I found Fawnbury and Yukima Smith's nectar."

Just as it echoed throughout the forest, Morgan raised his voice.

"Can you hear me, Green Verde? We found it."

Almark, can you hear me? We found it.

Thanks to you, I was able to do my part. [M]

Suddenly a strong wind blew through the forest.

The next moment I felt like I could hear a woman's gentle laughter in the wind, Morgen's consciousness moved away.

Are you trying to transfer me somewhere, or have I been completely poisoned?

Morgan didn't know that anymore.