Until then, Bowen's voice was very cheerful and I could hardly hear it.
Almark slowly approached Polois lying on his back on the ground a few steps away.
"Polois. Are you okay?"
Polois opened his eyes as if he didn't know what had happened.
"Can you stand?"
"... did you do it?"
Polois looked only at Almark and asked.
"Did you fly my body this far?"
"... sorry, you're poking too hard."
According to Almark, Polois shakes his head.
It should be forbidden.
Huh?
"It's forbidden to use magic in games."
"... I don't use magic."
"Don't lie!
Polois screamed as he lay on the ground.
"You used magic!
"I'm not using it."
"How stupid. Otherwise..."
He's telling the truth.
Someday, Bowen stood behind Almark.
Bowen peers into Polois with his hand on Almark's shoulder.
"Polois, I can assure you of Almark's martial arts abilities. In fact, he's blowing up as much torque as you. And, Almark. Surely you are....."
"... yes"
Almark nodded.
"Polois, I looked a little glorious earlier. To be precise, I can't use it, not use it. The only magic I can use is the fog magic I recently learned from Dr. Illmis."
"Don't be silly...."
Polois's face twisted.
Tears are about to spill out from both eyes.
"Polois"
Bowen calls gently.
"You were strong. But the opponent was a little too bad. All you need right now is...."
Say that and tap Almark on the shoulder again.
"To honor the winner. A man who cannot be a good loser can never be a good winner. And that would defame your last name, Stautz."
Polois did not answer and hid his face with his arms.
I saw tears spill out of the gap.
After being named winner, Almark leaves the game with a hard expression in a loud cheer.
Fortunately, the interaction with Polois just now seems to be deaf to most people with this cheer.
Most people would only have seen the winner saying something to the loser.
"Almark!
Wendy calls Almark from the support desk.
Almark finally smiled there.
"Thank you, Wendy. I heard your support."
"Yeah, I was a little worried, but it was kind of fun at the end."
Wendy said that and laughed at Almark, then looked worried again.
"But now I feel a little lonely."
"... Wendy's got everything in sight."
Almark said with a smile to reassure Wendy.
"My turn is over. So, a little."
"Is that all?"
"Yeah, that's it."
I don't think Wendy is convinced, but Almark said so.
Because I can't ride anymore.
I'll never be a mercenary again.
I can't tell Wendy that.
"I sympathize with Polois."
The torque comes from the side and pinches my mouth.
"Hey, Torque."
Almark answers.
"Thank you. I didn't hear anything from you."
"Who will support you?"
Torque smiled with his nose.
"If you don't, you'll win."
"That's not true. I struggled."
"Broken"
Torque makes me angry.
"I remember. You poked me harder than I did."
"Everyone's watching, so I've got power."
When Almark smiled bitterly, the torque shook his head with a face.
"Polois, I can't eat properly today."
"Almark!!"
Nelson and the others spoke from the athletes' seats.
If you relax, the next game begins.
I have to go now.
Almark waved his hand to the two support seats and tried to leave.
"Almark"
It was Deg who rushed out of the side of the torque.
"Tell me that cool name again."
Yeah, that's fine.
Almark nodded with a smile.
In the athlete's seat, Almark was also greeted with great joy by Nelson, Morgan, and Raido.
"It's amazing, Al Mark!
Nelson taps Almark on the shoulder.
"It's a blow. A blow"
"And seal off the other party's attack."
and Raidow.
"I cut the lead. I let them do it flashy so that everyone could gain momentum."
"Oops, momentum!
Nelson makes a fist in Almark's words.
"Now it's my turn. I'll do it, too."
Behind Nelson's excitement, Morgan gently calls out to Almark.
"... Almark, is that your leg?
Huh?
"Did you hurt your leg?
"Why?"
"Because otherwise, Almark wouldn't have chosen that way of fighting."
"... thank you. My legs are a little tight. I'm fine now."
Almark smiled at Morgan.
Morgan laughs ill-defined.
I'm happy.
Almark thinks so.
Blessed are my friends who know so much about themselves.
"Alright, it's time!
Nelson screamed.
"I'm coming. I'm gonna blow it up."
Almark talks calmly to excited Nelson.
"Nelson, your opponent is Eston. His strength is slightly above that of Polois."
A little higher. Because Al Mark had one shot, I think I could win in about three. "
"Seriously, Nelson."
Almark said.
"Eston will live up to his physique. Remember to practice with torque....."
"I'm serious, Almark."
Nelson blocked Almark's words.
"When I get here, I don't need words anymore. I watched your game and got lost. I'm not cool enough to listen to advice anymore."
Almark also found a flame in Nelson's eyes.
Nelson was more willing than anyone else to attend the tournament.
Bad reasoning only adds water to his fighting spirit.
"Okay. Nelson, please."
"Oh, leave it to me."
That's how Nelson walks out toward the game.
Well then, let's go.
"Nelson"
Almark finally called on his back.
"Remember when it hurts. Um...."
"I know."
Nelson turned around again and smiled.
"Lord Boluk's maze, isn't it?
"If you know what I mean, fine."
Oh.
Now Nelson walked straight towards the center of the game without turning around anymore.