Upon returning to the dorm, Almark peeked into the dryland.
I washed the robes and jackets I borrowed from Wallis and dried them yesterday.
When I touched it with my hand, it was completely dry.
Almark held it and visited Wallis' room.
Wallis opened the door and said, "Ah, what about your robe?" and asks.
"Yesterday, Miss Ilmis gave me a new one."
I see.
"I'm going to sew and use the old one."
"I don't really recommend that. It would have cut a lot, it doesn't look good."
"Yeah, I'll sew it first and then I'll think about it."
"Well, I'll leave that to you."
Wallis looked like he was contemplating.
"... Almark, do you have some time left?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Then go out with me a little bit."
That's what Wallis said, coming out of the room.
"Where to?
Martial arts.
Wallis replied.
A martial arts arena that was completely free of signs of people, unlike yesterday's martial arts tournament.
In the middle, Almark and Wallis confronted each other in their armor.
"I know Morgan took the best player."
Wallis told Almark on his way to the martial arts arena.
"I don't disagree with that either, but the strongest of our players is Almark. It's you."
Wallis then named Ain, Rosfilia, and other classes of outstanding athletes.
"They're both pretty good, but they're not enough for you."
Wallis is probably the only one who can say such a thing by naming them.
"That's why you and I are outside the martial arts tournament. Let's face it at the top of the school year."
Wallis' proposal was very childish and unusual, but Almark accepted it.
"Fine. Instead, I'd like to ask you something."
"If you can answer, I'll answer."
Wallis laughs and adds after saying so.
"I'll answer one of your questions in thanks for hanging out with me. [M] If you beat me, I'll give you one more answer."
"Come on, seriously."
That's what Wallis said and raised his sword.
Ah.
Almark answers and aligns his sword tips.
The two took time at the same time.
Even in martial arts classes, Wallis rarely approached Almark, so this is actually the first time he has played in a game format.
Nevertheless, by observing Wallis during class, Almark was able to establish some strength.
Wallis slowly fills the gap.
Almark stepped in the moment the foot entered his time.
Sharp thrust.
Wallis' sword caught on to it made a dull sound.
And that moment.
Wallis' sword slipped over Almark's sword.
It turns into an attack so that it flows.
Almark can afford it, but Wallis folds it gently.
Almark also knows that the strike was all based on detailed calculations.
Almark sews through the gap and launches an attack, but Wallis is still expecting an attack.
All events, including Wallis' attacks, his legs, and Al Mark's counter-attack, are counted against Wallis' conclusion of victory.
Wallis sees the goal.
Almark thought so.
Almark's sharp thrust is also limited to his torso, making it difficult for Wallis to figure it out.
Eventually, when Wallis' thrust caught Almark's body, Almark unexpectedly sighed.
Amazing.
Wallis shook his head at the words.
It took me seven more hands than I expected.
Distort your straight face a little and sweat.
"Not really. It's just that I was a little more accustomed to martial arts as an upbringing."
Wallis does not rejoice and says indifferently.
"The so-called battle... when it comes to the battle for life, my technology won't work, and I know that it's not far from you."
That might be so.
Almark nodded.
Wallis' technology seemed like one piece of art that was entirely specialized in martial arts as a sport.
A technique with a completely different purpose than Almark's sword technique, which was built on the premise of going to battle.
Almark could have fought much more diverse fights if the attack had not been limited to piercing his torso, and if Wallis' sword moves were to continue on the battlefield, it would have been impossible.
Nevertheless.
"But losing is losing."
Almark admitted honestly.
Wallis looks at Almark and relaxes his mouth.
"Next year, you might leave me alone."
After that, Wallis unexpectedly imitated Almark's tone with a naughty face.
"But winning is winning."
"There are questions that can be answered and questions that cannot be answered"
Wallis took off his armor and said.
"So, let me just mention what you want to hear."
"Okay."
Almark answers with his armor off.
"First of all, since I joined this academy, why have you been avoiding me, and more specifically, hostile to me?"
Well, Wallis shouted and looked at Almark.
When Almark stares back at Wallis, Wallis waves his hand to encourage him.
"Go on."
Almark nodded and opened his mouth.
"Next, the black, dark thing you showed me on martial arts day."
An amorphous darkness that devoured the dark sorcerer's arm.
"Is that your magic? Or is it something else?"
Hmm. And then...
And then I repeat myself with Almark.
"At the martial arts tournament, I received a trophy from Prince Wolfe as representative of my class."
The words raised Wallis' eyebrows.
"Prince Wolf looked just like you."
There are no painful scars on that well-dressed face that Almark stares at.
But I'm glad to say that everything else is the same as Prince Wolfe I saw yesterday.
"I'm sorry for being like other people. What is the relationship between you and Prince Wang?"
"Now, three."
Wallis told me to wear it in Almark's words.
"Still have something to ask?
"There are a lot of details."
Almark answers.
In the meantime, these three.
I see.
Wallis nodded and laughed lightly.
"It's just tough questions. I'm glad I beat you."
Almark shrugs his shoulders and waits for Wallis' answer.
"Let's answer the last question."
Wallis said.
Almark is a little surprised.
Because I thought that would be the most difficult question to answer.
King Galai and Prince Wolf.
But with an uncontrolled voice, Wallis said Sarasa.
He's my twin brother.