In the martial arts arena, it was difficult to settle in a flash of attack and defense.
Norish and Lilty, who were at the front of the audience seat, hugged and cheered, and Wendy's dramatic victory, which was clearly unfavourable from the looks of it, attracted the audience's excitement.
Almark simply thought so.
But apparently it wasn't that easy.
Almark didn't notice until he heard Reido murmuring.
Does that mean you liked the game so much?
Huh?
When Almark looked back, he looked surprised.
"Oh, did Almark not notice?"
"Almark only sees Wendy."
Nelson shakes his head.
"What happened?
"I got up and applauded."
Raido looks up at the top of the audience seat.
Almark also used it and looked at you.
The top level of the VIP seating.
There sat Prince Wolf wearing a deep hood.
Prince Wolf?
"Yeah."
Reido nods.
"The moment Wendy wins. Until now, even after the game, it was just a little applause."
"Oh, come on up and applaud."
Now, Prince Wolfe was already sitting as if nothing had happened, but apparently about half of the crowd was surprised at Prince Wolfe's reaction to this.
"Did you see my face?"
"No, unfortunately."
Reido shakes his head.
"I see....."
Turning his eyes away from Prince Wolf and casually looking into the audience seat, Almark recognized the girl there earlier.
"Ah."
While there are many spectators standing between the matches, the girl is walking around sewing between the spectators' seats.
"Almark!
Looking back unexpectedly, Wendy smiled.
A smile is not a winner's smile.
A slightly masked smile.
Congratulations, Wendy.
Almark said.
"The game was amazing. It was beautiful."
Wendy faces down and shakes her head small.
"Isn't it beautiful?"
Then he looked at Al Mark's face and laughed at him with a frustrating smile.
"But thank you. It was thanks to Almark that I won."
"Thanks to me?
Wendy nods small. She looked like she had bitten something bitter.
"I tried what they hated."
"Yeah."
"Then I won. But it's a bit painful."
Almark looks at Wendy's slightly moist eyes.
"You think about your opponent, you think you can win this way, and you fight it right?
Wendy looks confused at the words.
"I heard your feelings. That's why it was so beautiful."
In Almark's words, Wendy laughed embarrassed to hear the boy say no.
"But thank you for your compliments."
Then look behind Almark.
"Leila"
"I saw it."
Leila, who was behind Almark, walks towards Wendy.
"It was wonderful."
"Thank you."
Wendy smiled.
"Now it's Leila's turn."
I'll win, too.
Leila nodded and smiled.
Leila's smile, which probably has only been directed at Wendy among the students.
"Because of you, you care what Emelia told you."
Leila says calmly. Wendy lays her eyes down.
"You don't have to get along with everyone you meet."
Leila said as if she were going to teach her sister.
"Just hang out with someone who understands your value. You deserve it."
"... thank you, Leila. It must be my personality."
Wendy slightly broke her lips.
Then turn around and walk to your team.
Garaine and the others greet Wendy with a smile.
I heard the sound of torque.
After dropping off Wendy's back, Almark remembered and turned to the audience seat.
After all, should I say? The girl just appeared no longer.
But it's not that long.
There must be someone inside the martial arts arena.
"I'm sorry, I have to go."
Calling Nelson next door, Almark ran toward the aisle.
"Where are you going? Pillman's game is about to start."
"I'll be right back!
Almark answered with his back and jumped into the dark passage.
Bad power comes.
That word was hooked all the time.
I wanted to meet her and see for myself what it meant.
Almark looked around the stairs, passages, and lounges that went up to the audience seat.
But there was no girl anywhere.
I was looking for him and walking down the aisle looking up the stairs.
Almark was about to run into a man in a white robe bent over the corner.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
I apologize for the haste.
No, thank you.
Robe's man answered happily and then unexpectedly stared at Almark's face.
I wonder if I have met someone somewhere.
Almark also looks at the man's face and matches it with his own memory.
However, the deep, soft look of the sculpture is not in Almark's memory.
"You're a student at this college."
The man asks as he peeks into Almark's eyes.
"Yes, I'm in third grade."
When Almark answers, the man nods and asks more questions.
"I wonder who teaches magic practice classes."
I'm Dr. Ilmis.
To Almark's answer, the man broke his face.
Illmis!
Laugh as you look up to heaven, then turn back to Almark.
"I heard a nostalgic name. He's my classmate."
"Yes, Miss Ilmis's classmate."
"Sensei, I see. Fufu, that Ilmis is the teacher now."
The man laughs at Almark's words with real pleasure.
Then, as I remembered, I named myself.
"I forgot to mention, my name is Rhinel. One of the court sorcerers of the Galai Kingdom."
"The court sorcerer"
Almark rounded his eyes.
Amazing.
Rhinel laughed satisfactorily at the reaction.
"Ufufufu. I'm glad to hear such an honest reaction. I'm here today because of Lord Wolf. I can't even show my face to my alma mater unless it's like this."
Mr. Rhinell is a graduate here, too.
"Exactly. Oh, my youth's Nork Magic Academy!
Rhinel spread his hands in a playful manner.
"I miss everything here, including this martial arts arena."
Say that and look around with your gentle eyes.
It's a little different, but it doesn't seem like a bad person.
"You're... uh"
This is Al Mark.
"Almark. Nice name."
Rhinel closed one of his eyes towards Almark.
"I often saw the name in the old literature. I'm sure your parents are educated."
Really?
I've never been told such a thing before.
Almark was confused.
But Rhinel asks questions like Almark's face.
"Almark, what about today's game?
"Ah, yes. I'm coming out."
I see. This is the edge of something. Let me cheer you up. "
Rhinel gave me his right hand.
There was a golden ring shining on the middle finger.
"Thank you."
Almark grabbed back the hand and looked at the ring without asking.
Extremely simplified, but this design...
Snake, maybe.
"Good luck. Almark, the teacher of Ilmis."
"Yes"
When he nodded back at Rhinel's smile, Almark's sharp nose smelled very slightly and strangely.
No, should I say the smell I once could smell?
It stinks.
The smell of the battlefield in the north begins to drift the next day.
Or the smell of darkness floating from the back of the forest.
Very slight rotten odor that no ordinary person would probably notice.
It was because of Almark that I could smell it.
Why is this smell coming from such a well-dressed person?
When Almark wondered, the cheers rose from the front of the game.
So Almark remembered that he had been vacating his support seat for a long time.
The game has begun, no, it's over now.
I have to go.
Rhinel let go of Almark's words.
I'll see you somewhere, Mr. Almark.
Rhinell waved his hand in a silly manner.
Snake rings shake.
"Yes"
Almark lowered his head.
I do feel like meeting this person somewhere.
In the very near future, too.
It was like a wild intuition that Almark had cultivated on the battlefield and on his journey.