Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

"Almark!?"

Ward looks away at the surprising words of Almark.

"Wendy, I'll take you. Build the servants of this Mansion with as much change as possible. You can do it, can't you?

Wendy nods at Almark's call.

"Instead, I'll make it for you first. The enemy is after you."

"I'll be right back!

Wendy shakes her head.

"No! You first!

Almark can't give up just that.

"We don't have time. Wendy, everyone's life depends on you!

Everyone's lives.

Almark thought it was the key word that inspired Wendy's strong will.

Almark's expectations were met.

For a moment, Wendy's eyes were filled with a light of reason.

"... okay."

Wendy shakes her wand and turns the vase into her own.

"That's it! Next, Marcus!

Call the servant's name and change the chair to look exactly like it is.

"Isha! Mel! Reggie!"

Wendy is making fake servants with incredible speed.

"And I can't believe it."

Morgan turned his stunned face toward Almark.

"What the hell is going on? We were wondering if we could take the time to make one small animal. Wendy was like that before her vacation. And yet, in such an instant, many adults... I'm sure you can't even do this to someone in high school."

"Yeah."

Almark nodded.

I wonder if Professor Ilmis can do it.

From Wendy's body, magic springs up as if it's exhausted, just by being next door.

And Wendy is manipulating the magic with great mental power.

But now she can't make a normal decision.

Therefore, you cannot use more powerful or more efficient magic with its endless magic.

But then, it's important not to waste this magic.

That's why Almark got on Wendy.

Morgan, listen to my plan.

Almark whispers to Morgan.

Morgan hears it and turns his face pale.

"No, I can't do that, Almark!

"It's okay, you can do it!

By that time, Wendy had finished making almost all of the approximately 20 servants working in the mansion.

This speed, this accuracy. Unbelievable magic and spiritual power.

"Ah, already! I can't remember... the guards outside."

Wendy says in a hurry.

It's amazing that someone as tall as Wendy remembered and reproduced all the names and figures of 20 servants.

Understand how well Wendy and her servants are related.

In addition, Wendy is trying to make security guards she doesn't normally have much contact with.

But it was dangerous.

Unfortunately, the guards who will desperately stop the mercenaries outside right now will probably be largely helpless.

The enemy will be suspicious if the man he was supposed to kill comes out again.

Almark thought so, but he couldn't talk about it.

At that time, the magic currents stopped unexpectedly.

Almark glanced at Morgan.

Feeling Wendy's magic shrinking rapidly, Almark rushed to Wendy.

Wendy!

I hurriedly held Wendy, who was about to fall slowly.

Within Almark's arms, Wendy told his servant counterparts that he had made, confusing but clear.

"Please, protect this building... everyone."

"Lady!"

"Ward, Almark, Morgan.... everybody... run away"

Last but not least, Wendy lost consciousness.

With their last moments of reasoning, the things that worried them gave Almark a quiet impression.

Thank you, Wendy. I will protect you. [M]

Almark leaves Ward with Wendy, who has lost consciousness.

"Please evacuate the servants to the fourth floor. Please tell me about Wendy."

"Lord Almark, you..."

"I will stop them with them."

Almark showed Wendy's fake servants by hand.

"Oh, we're magicians. If you're in danger, there are many ways to escape."

Morgan finds himself in what Almark calls "us," and looks pathetic.

"Please hurry. It's up to you to protect Wendy until the end. We're running out of time."

Downstairs, from the front door, an axe or something hits you.

It will also be a matter of time before it is broken.

"Leave it to us. Come on!!"

Ward looks straight into Almark's eyes.

"... Lord Almark, you see something we don't see."

That's what I said and nodded.

"I promise to thank you again. Let's go, fourth floor! Bring the lady!

Ward takes his servants upstairs.

What was left behind were fakes from servants like Ward and others, fakes from Wendy that resembled the real Wendy because Wendy made them in clutter, but somehow different, and the real Morgan.

"Guys, you know what Wendy said the last time."

When Almark called out, the servants nodded and all went downstairs.

Until the magic Wendy poured on them runs out, they'll stay the same. Even if they try to kill me.

"All right, Morgan. Let's do the placement."

"Almark, are you sure you're okay?

Morgan sounds pathetic, but Almark nods forcefully.

"It's okay, because I can protect it in front of the door. Even if I let you in, there's only one of you."

"You can trust me!?"

"I believe in Morgan. Trust me, too."

"Well, I believe in you, but I don't really believe in myself."

"Then believe in the magic you learned in college."

"Uuu, I wonder if I can do it...."

Afterwards, it was as expected by Almark.

The mercenaries who broke into the Mansion slashed the fakes of the servants who swarmed on the first and second floors.

And I thought I'd killed them all, so I went up to the third floor in complete alarm.

There was an ambush by Almark.

Thanks to the fakes Wendy made, I was completely surprised.

Shortly after he slashed the three, Almark guided the mercenaries to the front door of Wendy's room in battle so that they wouldn't go upstairs by mistake.

And so, even though Gizarte, the captain who joined us, broke the door, Morgan was brave enough to blow it out the window as planned.

Without Wendy's magic of change,

Almark told Ward.

"Six mercenaries would not have been enough."

Only three people can compete with Almark at a time.

The remaining mercenaries will move freely. There was enough danger of Wendy and the others going upstairs.

The first three were slashed, and the battle was in our favor at once.

"It's really... thanks to Wendy."

Ward stared silently at Almark, but eventually opened his mouth.

"Lord Almark, you... no, you too"

Morgan glances up at Ward.

"You're a mercenary in the north."