Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Garentourt, king of the kingdom of Garai.

In the heart of this glittering city, the largest in the southern part of the continent, lies the huge royal castle of the kingdom, Garentle Castle, surrounded by luxurious mansions of nobles with territory throughout the kingdom.

A nobility hall in the corner.

The man who looked like the owner of the building leaned on the back of the chair and received a report from his subordinates earlier.

While his subordinates reported various cases, the man stared vaguely at the void and could not utter a word from his mouth.

I don't know if I've heard the report or not, but my subordinates seem to be used to it and continue to report indifferently.

Next, Sir Elmond.

The man responded to the words for the first time.

Talk to me.

There was no change in expression, but there was a slight light in the eyes.

"It seems that the previous workmanship worked. Sir Elmond's daughter moved to Miletos."

I see. We're on schedule. "

The man pasted his smile thinly on the vague expression.

"What about the mercenaries?

We're already on our way to Miletos.

"... I'm probably a little wary when I just arrive there. Wait a few days and move around when your guard's down."

"Yes, sir."

As his men left the room, the smile that was stuck to the man's face suddenly disappeared.

The man continued to gaze at the emptiness of nowhere with a vague expression again.

Early in the morning, Almark and Morgan, who boarded the ship from the port of Nork, descended into the city of Lerbuda on the opposite shore after a half-day voyage.

A loyal dagger on Almark's back.

Morgan's hand is a training wand sneaked out of the magic field.

Though travelling within the kingdom of Galai is relatively safe, we don't know what it is for two children.

It's not like there's no bandits or evictions.

As a precaution, they decided to bring their respective abilities with them.

I miss it.

Almark looked around the port of Lerbuda.

He has left Nork Island since he joined school.

"Before I came to the academy, I worked in this port for a month to earn a fare."

"A month!?"

Morgan rounds his eyes.

Why does it take a month just to earn the fare?

"At the time, I was a child who was nothing but a beggar."

and Almark.

"One third of the adults don't get paid, and all the living and eating is deducted. After working all day, I hardly had any left."

Well, even if you hired me, you were lucky.

"I was probably poor, too."

Morgan shook his head with admiration.

"Almark, you're struggling too."

"That's not true. I'm not dying."

"No, the criteria are strange."

The two go straight to the carriage waiting area and board the carriage bound for the King's Capital Garentlle.

The prince looked at the strange guests with two children, but when he received the fare, he said nothing more.

The carriage made every step of the street towards Garentlle.

And at midday the carriage shall rest, and the king shall rest the horse.

Then, from nowhere, merchants with baskets of food appeared and started selling lunch to their passengers.

The bellies of Morgan grunted, and the two of them bought and ate bread with freshly baked meat.

Then the carriage runs out of the street again.

The carriage stopped when it passed through several villages and reached a relatively large city.

The guests descend with flickers.

"Today is the end of the city. Come back tomorrow morning."

That's what the Emperor said, and they both get off the carriage.

"Find a place to sleep today."

The two went to the square near the carriage waiting area and sat down under the large tree in the corner.

It's nice weather, and it's a wild day.

Nod to Morgan's words.

They ate dried bread and dried fruit that they had bought in the city of Nork for dinner, and were relieved of Morgen's suspicious insect repellent magic.

The next morning, Morgan, a sleepy-eyed man, pulled his hand and went to the waiting area, and the horse was already tied to the carriage and was waiting to leave.

"I was just leaving you nerds behind."

The mighty smiled.

"Come on, get in. Today's lunch is Galentre."

The two nodded in the words of the lord, and rode into the carriage.