Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Tamin was still sitting at the library reception today.

An age unknown, uncertain whether he was still relatively young or a long time old, looked at Almark and Ain, who came in through the back of his glasses, and immediately dropped his eyes on the book he was reading.

Almark and Ain meet her small and enter the reading room.

During the lunch break, several students are reading a book on their desks, but there is no sign of Almark.

The two went straight through the reading room and stepped into the general library.

The library was unattended.

"Well, what kind of book do you read?"

Ain followed Almark as he said so.

I thought you might have a book to borrow.

"I can't find my book. [M] I already know where it is."

Ain said that with a clear face.

"I came looking for old legends and legendary books."

Ain looks surprised at Almark's words.

"Legend? Do you like that?"

"No, you like it."

Almark points to himself.

Almark, it's my name.

Walking between bookshelves, Almark talks.

"Someone told me they saw this name in the old literature. So, I'm interested."

Then I thought of it and asked Ain.

"Ain, you're smart, don't you know? What does the name Almark appear in?"

Well...

Ain leans his neck.

"I've never heard of it. If that's the case, it's too early to ask the teacher."

"Yeah, that's right. But it's my personal thing."

Almark smiled.

"I'll find out for myself."

"Looking for the origin of your name."

Ain has an interesting face.

"What did your parents say?

Almark shakes his head.

"I've never heard of it."

I see.

When Almark stops in front of the Heritage Shelf, he picks up two books from there and takes them.

"I'll take this and this."

"I heard that story from you today, too."

Ain said that, thinking that he had disappeared into the shadow of the bookshelf, he came back with a book. That seems to be the book Ain wanted to borrow.

"I'll let you know if I know anything."

"Thank you."

As he thanked him, Almark remembers Morgan's story in the morning.

Speaking of which, I asked Morgan about this library this morning.

In advance, I explained the story of the magic book to Ain.

"Have you ever heard such a story?"

"No."

Ain shakes his head.

"It's my first time."

But the lipstick seems to be breaking down pleasantly.

"But I know someone who might say so. It must be our class blends."

It's the first name I've heard of Almark.

"I don't know a student named Blends. I'm sure Morgan said he heard from a group of guys."

"Blends likes to whisper crappy stories that our Fiquet or three pairs of Coren have begun to say appropriately. Well, I suppose the truth about Blends belongs to you, Morgen."

Morgan is pure.

Ain laughs funny at Almark's words.

"It depends on whether it's pure or not."

"I don't suppose it's a lie."

But Ain shakes his head.

"I can generally predict."

"Anticipation? You think you can solve the mystery?"

"That's right. Just talking about your best friend gives me an approximate idea."

Ain pointed at the window of the library when he said that without hesitation.

It's a light window, not that big.

"This general library. Without windows, it's too dark and inconvenient to have lighting windows."

Then point to the bookshelf.

"Sunlight hurts books. That's why the bookshelf was originally designed to be barely exposed to light from the windows, but now it's like this."

In Ain's pointing bookshelf, the sunlight from the window is pouring down brightly.

"More."

That's how Ain looks around the library.

Almark was also used to look at the library.

"You'll see. We added more books, so we added more bookshelves. Because of that, a bookshelf in the sunlight came out."

The shape of the bookshelf is different.

"I noticed it well. That's right."

Ain smiles at Almark's words.

"The added bookshelf is slightly different from the original bookshelf. Those are the only bookshelves where the sun hits hard."

rows of bookshelves lined up in the dark, and rows of bookshelves exposed to the sun.

Almark can also see that the shape of the bookshelf is subtly different.

If you ask me, it does appear to have been added later.

But what does it have to do with the story of the magic book?

Ain says pleasantly when he sees Almark with an incompatible face.

"I don't think so. Let me give you a hint."

Almark nodded.

"Please."

"I like being honest. Yeah, that's right. Foxes. Oriharamabicarissau. Let me tell you one more thing."

Ain named the plants twice, and Almark stopped to mention them.

It's a light accumulator.

Ah, and Ain watches.

"You mentioned plants that have a light storage effect."

"Correct. You've just come to this college, and you're studying hard."

Ain nods satisfactorily.

"Foxes and foxes are grasses that store the light of the sun in leaves during the day and emit it at night."

In other words, Ain says.

"The magic book and its cover were probably made of pigments containing such plants as raw materials. That's why it started to shine at night after being transferred to this bookshelf, which is exposed to sunlight. I think the light emitted by the pigment is so pale that I wouldn't notice if there were a lamp light. I can only notice the moment it gets dark."

Almark roars at Ain's words.

I see.

"Oriharamabikari Sow does not use it for book pigments because it also emits heat with light. I think foxes are more likely."

Ain says so and sees a row of relatively new bookshelves in the sun's light.

"So if the story is true, which of these bookshelves can store daytime light? Morgan says," Come at sunset and you'll see. "

"Logical. That's right."

"It's not a big theory."

That said, it doesn't look like Ain or anything.

Almark asks him another question.

"But when you read that book, you'll lose your soul?

Hi... it's...

Ain answers immediately.

"Hi (...)?"

"Yes, I told you. I don't know if he's tall or tailed, but Blends stuck it together to make it interesting."

Hmm. I guess so.

Ain laughs strangely when he sees Almark roaring with his arms around him.

"Will you come back in the evening to check?

Almark shakes his head.

"No, I can't come because I have my Ilmis majors."

I see. I have business in the evening. [M] But I want to make sure. "

Ain nods on his own after thinking a little.

"All right, let's get Fiquet here. He's always free."

Can I make up my mind?

"It's okay. He's my class."

Ain glances at the grandeur that occasionally appears in the shadow of his carefree personality and answers.

"In the evening, let me come to Fiquet. I'll let you know as soon as I get a report of the results."

Ain said so, and now the story is over, leaving the library.

After watching the row of bookshelves in the sun for a while, Almark shook his head small and followed Ain.

The next morning, Almark's room door was knocked early.

I still have a lot of time till breakfast.

Almark opened the door and saw a sharp face.

Ain. What's the matter, early this morning? "

"Almark, thank you for being so sweet with me."

Ain says that with a sharp face.

Huh?

"Last night, Fiquet was found lying in the general library. He's not hurt, but he's unconscious."