"Ahh....."
Rado, who was hunting down Rugon well, suddenly saw him lose as if he was out of focus, and Morgan gave a low moan.
"Rado! What the hell, it's the stronger Rado today!
Nelson screams.
"No, it was the stronger Raido, no doubt."
Almark answered with his hands on his hips, keeping an eye on Raidow, who looked up to heaven.
"It's something else that I've lost focus on...."
As I was about to say, I saw Raidow sighing as if I had given up, and I shook my head as if I had remembered.
"... I'm sure Raido was too kind."
"What is that?"
Nelson frowned.
Wow, the cheers went up.
It is not three sets of support seats. Spectator seat.
The three groups of alternate students who were supporting them in the audience seat are pleased.
"Three pairs of alternates. Everyone's happy because the civilian Lugon won."
"It was pretty quiet when Rosfilia won earlier."
Almark looks strangely at the audience seat.
"The class is divided between nobles and civilians."
"Usually everywhere."
Nelson sees Almark.
"We're the only ones who've lost that kind of thing. You changed me."
"I didn't do anything. You've changed because everybody wanted to."
Almark denied it, but Nelson shook his head.
"My dad used to say that. He's the one who takes the first step."
"Good thing your father..."
Nelson looked a little happy when Almark complimented him.
My father said something a little different, but Almark thinks so.
That's how Nelson lived straight.
"But now we have two wins and two loses. I've been worried about everything since the last match.... Whoa"
Nelson, who was about to say so, looked at Morgan's pale face next door and clapped his mouth.
"Morgen"
Nelson shouts in a hurry.
"You don't have to feel responsible. Just do it the way you always do. As usual."
That's how I slap my shoulders, but Morgan's reaction is weak.
It's like you're murmuring something with your thighs in your mouth, like moving your neck very slightly vertically.
"Don't be tense. I won't blame anyone for losing!
While I was saying that, Raidow came back with a nod.
"... sorry, everybody. I couldn't win."
Everyone loses their words for a moment in the usual dazzling Reido figure.
"I can't help it, Raidow. Competition is water."
It was Nelson who opened his mouth.
"You did well. Say," Almark. "
Ah.
Almark nodded.
"It was a very good attack along the way. I wish I could have gone like that, but it's hard to win if I don't."
"... I've lost my focus. Clearly enough to know for yourself."
Reido leaned down and bit his lips.
"We were in the middle of an important match. I lost because of that."
And keep your head down.
"Sorry."
"It's okay."
Almark shook his head.
"We all know that you didn't come to today's game with a frustrating feeling. Sometimes you wanted to win. Instead, we should have seen that your opponent, Rugon, who didn't miss the moment you lost your focus, was wonderful."
"But not until then."
Still, Almark slaps Raidow on the shoulder.
"Face up, Raidow. Turn around. Reflection is fine after Morgan's game is over."
When I heard Morgan's name, Reido raised his face.
"Morgen"
Morgan had a pale face, but still looked at Raido with a smile.
"That was cool, Raidow. I wish I could fight like that."
"Sorry, Morgan. I wanted to finish it. There's a lot of pressure on you at the end."
"It's okay."
Morgan nodded to Reido. The voice was trembling.
"I'll win. I'll win."
Still, Morgan cut to the chase.
"Almark told me I'd win."
"Morgan...."
Leido is stunned.
"Yeah, you win."
Almark embraced Morgan's shoulders.
"Morgan, let's make one last check. For you to win this game."
"Ah, Leido, I lost."
Fiquette seems boring in the audience seat.
"That's three wins. I was supporting two pairs in this game. The last one is too much power difference between Koren and Morgan to be a match."
"That's right...."
Ain nods ambiguously.
"What is it, Ain? I don't suppose you're going to tell me that Kool-eun is going to lose."
Fiquet peeks into Ain's face.
Ain answers with an unbelievable smile in his mouth.
"It could be."
Are you crazy?
Ficke rounds his eyes.
"It's that Koren. He's the strongest of the three."
"Of course, I know how strong Koren is."
But Ain points to two sets of seats.
Almark is holding Morgan's shoulder and talking.
Looking at the support seat, I can see the torque unexpectedly calming down and talking to Wendy.
"It doesn't look like they've given up yet."
"That's what's wrong with the two of them."
Ficke assures me.
"The guy who can beat Koren is as good as Wallis who didn't show up today because he saw all the boys from one group to three."
"Fufu, have you forgotten anyone?"
Fiquet nodded as he remembered Ain's words.
"Oh, I see. Earlier, Almark was a transfer student. It was unseen strength at the bottom, and maybe he could win."
"Yeah, he's strong, too. But there will be another one."
"No, I'm not here anymore. That's how strong Koren is. Yikes."
Ficke raised his voice when he was hit on the forehead by something he couldn't see.
"What the hell?"
Somebody's forgotten the other one.
"No, that's right, Rosphilia, she's a girl. Whatever you want, stay in Kool-eun."
"No, it's not."
"That's why she's gone."
"That's enough. I won't ask you."
Ain, what are you so angry about?
Ficke rubbed his forehead and asked, but Ain didn't want to see him anymore.
From the three sides, Koren slowly approached the center of the game.
Even from a distance, you can see that he is very tall.
He was calm and calm.
"Koluen has arrived. It's time for me to go."
Almark shook his head at Morgan's words.
"It's the other guy. If you want to come early, you can let me come."
Say that and see Koren.
"You can go at your own time."
That's right.
Morgan nodded with a glittering smile, but immediately said, "I knew it."
"I don't like to keep people waiting. I'm going now."
I see. If you're good. "
Almark nodded.
Morgan, please.
Nelson can focus on words.
Good luck, Morgan.
Raydo also said.
Morgan nodded with discipline in each of the words.
"Leila"
When Almark called out to Leila, Leila also said in a small voice.
"Morgan. so as not to regret it."
"Yes, thank you, Leila."
Morgan nodded and saw Almark at the end.
"I'm coming."
"Oh, Morgan, please."
Almark says.
Morgan nodded and walked three or four steps to the game, but looked back.
"Almark. I want power."
The voice is trembling. It's not just the voice. Your hands and feet are trembling little by little.
"Give me strength. I want your word."
"Okay."
Almark walked up to Morgan and held his shoulders with both hands.
"Morgan. My trust in you has never wavered since that day."
Almark looked Morgan straight in the eye and ran out.
"I assure you. You win."
"... thank you."
Morgan's tremors did not stop. Still, I smiled at Almark.
"I'm coming."
Once again, he turned his back and Morgan didn't look back.