Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Nelson, who was waiting for Almark and Wendy to come, smiled at them.

"Let's do it today. Say," Almark. "

"Oh, let's do it."

Almark puts his right hand against Nelson's right hand and makes a sound.

Morgan, how are you feeling?

"Uh-huh. So-so."

Morgan's complexion is still not very good.

"Wendy"

Almark looks back at Wendy.

Wendy nodded and called Morgan with a smile.

"You know, Morgan. I'm nervous because I think it's a special day."

Huh?

Morgan has a good time.

When I heard Wendy's explanation, Morgan looked as if he had understood.

"Today is just a day of nothing.... I see"

Um...

Wendy looked a little embarrassed, but Morgan nodded unexpectedly and forcefully.

"It's okay. Wendy's feelings were conveyed."

"Come on, let's get inside."

Encouraged by Nelson, Almark and the others head to the martial arts hall.

In the waiting room, which was set up for two pairs in three years, there were all the students who were already scheduled to compete.

"Oh, we're the last?

As Wendy raised her voice, the torque sitting in the corner raised her mouth ironically.

"You've both come a long way, relaxed, as usual. There's plenty of room."

"It's not like that...."

That's what Leila says to Wendy.

"Wendy, I need you to do some practice. May I?"

Ah, yeah.

Leila is already on the lookout.

"Looks like Rosphilia's coming out for me."

Ah, I knew it.

Wendy said the same thing and kept an eye on him.

A talented woman in second grade, three pairs of rosefillias.

On her way home from martial arts practice, Leila was always concerned about her movements.

"I definitely don't want to lose. Wendy, please."

"Yeah, it's okay."

Wendy nodded forcefully at Leila's eyes.

I'll put on my protective gear right away.

Two women are about to start practicing. Looking at him, he also gets a fever.

"Torque comes first."

Deg nods at Almark's words.

First pair vs. second pair.

Next, one pair versus three pairs. Almark and the others are the last two to three pairs out.

I see. Then I'll help you too. Torque! "

Almark wears quick armor and speaks to the torque.

"You must be able to hold your body together. I'll take care of it."

"Okay."

The torque is unusual and stood up without saying anything extra. I already have my armor on.

"Are you nervous, torque?"

Say something stupid.

The torque snorts.

"I told you before. I don't like this tournament."

Hold the sword while saying so.

"Well, sometimes the world happens."

Eh?

"What is it?"

"No, nothing."

Almark held his sword with a smile.

Late autumn two years ago.

The words my father Raise said when he sent Almark on his journey.

Just in case things happen in the world.

My father said that and gave me his mother's pendant.

It was kind of interesting that the same words coincided with the torque.

"Well, you're right. Sometimes it happens in the world. We need to get ready."

Are you kidding me?

"I didn't, I didn't."

Each of Almark's men made a pair and moved his body.

As you say, there is no extra hardness in the torque.

The torque itself must have improved considerably, thanks to Nelson and I competing every day. I would never admit it was Nelson's fault.

A while later, Martial Arts instructor Bowen came in.

I looked around the waiting room.

"All right, we've got two pairs. There will be guests soon. Then the opening ceremony will be held shortly. We'll wait in line in the field."

"Doctor, who is the royal family?"

Nelson asks.

His Royal Highness Prince Wolf.

"Lord Wolf!

Wendy shouted in surprise.

"Wendy, do you know?

"Yeah, that's pretty good. Prince of the King, the future King of Galai. I've never actually seen him before."

"Prince of Light..."

Torque said.

"Prince of Light?

Reacts to words Almark can't hear.

Torque shook his head as soon as he remembered, saying that he didn't know anything about it.

"Well, since you're from the north, it's impossible not to know. His Royal Highness Prince Wolfe has an anecdotal talent for using the magic of light at just three years of age. That's the nickname."

"Prince of Light."

Almark nodded as he took over the torque. Nevertheless.

"Magic at the age of three? That's amazing."

The torque nods.

"That's why I didn't have to come to this academy, but I've already mastered a lot of magic by mentoring Orfen, the court magic director. Sure, the year is....."

Look at Wendy to see the torque.

Wendy nodded immediately.

"Yeah, exactly the same as us, 11."

Heh.

The court magician, perhaps one of the best magicians in the Galai Kingdom. It means that such a person teaches magic like a tutor. That's royalty.

Will such an amazing person come? And the same age as us.

Well then, I have to show you a good game.

Nelson nods at Almark's words.

That's right.

"Now, that's enough of your nonsense. Everybody in line for the game. There are already a lot of people in there, so don't get sloppy."

Bowen clapped his hand.

Almark and the others respond and leave the waiting room.

Finally.

Almark felt his chest blaring.

It's not a battle of life.

Serious battle where no one dies.

Looking forward to it.

Wendy flickers at Almark as she walks down the aisle to the game.

Mm-hmm.

As he nodded in response to the smile, Almark thought.

Let's have fun.