Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Almark's body continued walking against his will, slightly moving away from the dorm.

How far can you walk?

Today is a martial arts competition. There are guards standing on the roads.

It is impossible to go outside the academy without being noticed.

And the man stopped at the bush off the road.

"Too much security today. That's because I stand out. They're supposed to pick me up from here. Hide in this bush."

However, against the man's orders, Almark's movements stopped perfectly.

Oops.

The man gladly looked at Almark.

"Do you still have the magic to resist? I'm fine."

With a swing of the wand, Almark resumes his movement.

"Nevertheless, it's a terrible amount of magic. He nods when he gets his bronze."

Almark was almost unconscious and was moving his body.

You could say that the last resistance was to stop moving earlier.

When I was about to sit in the bush, I saw someone in my diminished vision.

"It's too soon to pick you up..."

The man lays down his staff slowly.

I'm going to get rid of it.

Almark thought.

I wonder if it's the guard who's been on patrol.

Run away.

I want to scream, but I can't make a sound.

But it wasn't the guards I saw.

Dark blue robe.

That's the uniform from the academy.

Almark was desperate.

Please, don't even notice.

However, contrary to Almark's intentions, the dark blue robe approached us straight away.

"Nu"

As expected, the man leaks a suspicious groan at that step.

They're coming this way.

The man grunts that he can't help it.

"I have to get rid of it."

Instead of words, the tone is really pleasant.

No, I can't.

Don't come.

Almark tried desperately to move his mouth, but said nothing.

A dark blue robe is approaching.

The way you walk doesn't seem to suffer anywhere.

Then, the student unexpectedly released a great amount of magic.

An enormous amount of magic can be clearly seen in the hazy Almark.

Again, this magic.

"Oh, my God."

The man spoke for Almark.

"What an evil magic."

Released from the student was a terrible magic that made the family of darkness think it was a shame.

As it stops, the student comes to the bushes where there are two.

The man who saw the face shouted in surprise.

"You are."

Almark saw that face too.

His face is distorted by pain, but his face is undoubtedly in order.

Wallis.

Wallis saw the man with the magic of darkness.

A man wanders back a step on it.

"You said you were."

Wallis said.

A low and intimidating voice you can't imagine from your usual tone.

"Who am I mistaken for? It's uncomfortable."

While saying that, he reaches out to the man in a rude way.

A man feels something and tries to stick out his wand.

But faster than that, a black amorphous mass that embodied Wallis' dark magic swarmed around the man's wand.

He's not the kind of man you can kill yet.

Wallis said.

"At least someone like you."

In the black lump, there is a crackling sound and a crushing sound of a cane.

Hih, the man shouted.

At that moment, Almark's body was unbound, and Almark crouched on the spot.

"Listen carefully. It won't be your toy."

In an angry tone, Wallis said.

But his body is trembling.

"Shit. Close."

Throwing up, Wallis moved the darkness. Darkness converges on the body of a man who tries to dodge quickly.

"Eat."

After Wallis' short orders, the man's screams echoed.

And then, unexpectedly, the darkness disappeared.

Wallis kneels slowly.

My face is distorted.

"Damn, it's too close. If your body moves a little bit more."

"Wallis"

Almark called.

Are you okay?

"Don't be taken away. That too."

Wallis points to Almark's stick.

And your life.

In a different tone, Wallis collapsed when he told him to do so.

"Wallis"

I didn't respond to Almark's call. Have you lost consciousness?

Kaaah

There was a scream.

The man who had eaten off his right arm was still standing.

I put my left hand against the wound on my right arm. The wound is completely blocked.

"I screwed up. But I don't care what you do."

The man turns back to Almark.

Almark stood up.

Can you do it?

Wallis said yes, but in the present body, this stick or life. Either one of them is going to be lost.

Prepare yourself.

The decisive power of fatherhood.

There is only hope beyond the choice.

It was then that Almark tried to put his last force into his right hand.

The wind blew.

Along with the wind, the back of the grey robe stood in front of Almark.

Just looking at his back, Almark was about to collapse from a sense of security.

"Dr. Ilmis."

Illmis was angry enough to feel from his back.

You put your hands on my students.

Ilmis said.

When a new enemy appears, the man moves his left hand.

"Sensei, be careful. That one."

"You used that filthy magic on my students."

Iris walks up to the man, whatever Almark says.

The man notices that his activated magic does not show any effect and displays a stunned expression.

What do you want me to use? What did I try to gain with such magic? "

Ilmis points his cane at the man. The tip glows faintly.

"But I don't have a stepsister to show you true magic. That's enough for you."

The moment the man still moved his hand to use some magic.

Illmis stepped in.

A blow to the chest.

Ilumis' staff pierced the man's chest and reached his back.

Today is a martial arts tournament.

It was an eye-catching thrust, even from Almark's perspective.

A man screams out loud, and his body disappears with smoke.

All that's left is a silver coin.

Hmm.

Ilumis shook his wand to cleanse himself, and then ran to Almark.

"Almark, come on. I'm closing the wound now."

"Sensei"

Almark smiled weakly.

"You lied. I don't like martial arts."

"The three consecutive individual victories were an exaggeration."

Iris answered without a smell, gently pointing his hand at Almark's wound.

"Only the last year I won."