Last holiday, Wendy and I took a walk around the city of Nork.
Almark still clearly remembers how soft Wendy's hands felt.
I was happy then.
Now, as he walks toward the forest under the clouds, Almark thinks about it.
What am I doing? [M]
The grass in the back of the forest.
According to Koren, Polois and his duel are waiting there.
"I'm going first as an attendant to Polois. Don't be late."
That's what Koren said the night he visited Al Marc's room, he beat Al Marc on the shoulder and left.
Koren said he was confident that he was going to tell you what you wanted to know, so somehow he couldn't refuse to come, but Al Mark is starting to regret being caught up in a tedious rub.
In the meantime, let's just watch the duel and get out of here.
That's how you decide to move forward.
After a short walk, the forest opened.
I saw Polois and Koren standing on the grass with their backs facing us.
Across the street are two boys who have never seen one before.
They're not as tall as the jumped-out Koren, but they're both bigger than Polois.
That's the duel partner and escort.
Almark walks up to the four of them with that idea in mind.
Looking back at his footsteps, Koren smiled at Almark.
"Are you here?"
Ah.
Answer briefly, and Al Mark moves into the middle of the four.
The two opponents turned their gaze towards Almark.
Almark the witness.
Almark succinctly said that.
"What do you mean?"
It was Polois who shouted suddenly.
"I didn't hear you. Koluen"
I didn't say that.
Koren answers with a bright voice.
I asked for it.
"Are you okay with this?"
Polois' opponent and the shy boy also spoke up.
"Can we properly identify the match?"
I promise you that.
Koluen nods.
"He's the strongest or the strongest in our grades."
Ha.
The opponent's attendant boy laughs.
"Best in your grades. That's the kind of cocky guy called Wallis."
He might be stronger than Wallis.
Koren laughs invincibly.
The opponent's boy stopped the attendant from saying anything else.
"Well, Morphs. I told the witness that it was up to you. If that's what you want."
That's what the opponent's boy says and stares at Polois.
It's a younger opponent. I'll handle that much. "
Almark sees Koren in the words.
"That's not what I heard."
Koren shrugged his shoulders with a cool face.
"I lied."
That's what I'm saying without fear.
"Sorry. But I thought you wouldn't take it if I didn't say so."
"Koluen"
Polois made a pointy voice.
"What do you mean? Why did you bring him here?"
"Hmm? Dissatisfied?"
"Of course. This is a traditional duel between nobles. There's no way the witness is a civilian."
Koren laughs at the words with real joy.
I made up my mind.
Kool-eun is innocent, but he speaks with a tone of silence.
"I want Almark to see this match. I told you yesterday that I'm in charge of choosing witnesses."
Koren tells Polois that he won't say anything, but Polois shakes his head with a sharp face.
"I'm not dissatisfied with his abilities. It's just that this isn't the right place for him."
"Polois. This is just grass."
Koren shakes his head.
"If you're not happy with my candidate, Almark will come home. Instead, I'm going home. If that's what you call a traditional duel."
"Mm...."
Polois remained silent.
"Or are you not confident that Almark will win if he's a witness?
"Stupid."
Polois looks pale.
"You're going to win."
"Then don't make a mess. Come and win like a man."
After saying that with a smile, Koren turns back to Almark.
"Sorry for the mess."
"I'll go home if you don't mind."
"Well, don't say that. Please."
Koluen shows Almark his worship with both hands.
"No?
"I don't mind."
Almark shrugs his shoulders.
"Now that I've taken it on, I'll do my part. Instead, I want you to explain it to me later."
Almark then turned his face to the opponent's pair.
"As I said earlier, I'm Almark, the witness. I'd like to hear your names as witnesses."
"He's motivated."
The attendant stunned and the opponent shook his head with a bitter smile.
"That's fine. I don't think you have a head to play with when it comes to Koren. It's an extension of the usual prank."
After that, I'll name Almark.
"My name is Garrell Delgar. Secondary school year."
I'm Morpheus.
The attendant gives a concise name.
"Hey, give me your last name."
Garrel licks, but Morphis laughs with his nose.
I don't need it.
"I don't need it either. If you know the name, that's fine."
Almark answered.
"Garrel and Morpheus. Okay, thank you."
Then we'll go back to Koren.
"What are the rules of the duel?
"Almost the same as martial arts competitions."
Koluen answers.
"No magic. Attacks are just pokes. If you take three first, you win."
"Three."
Almark repeatedly nodded with a smile.
"If it's just one, it's weird, or giving up is bad."
"Which one?
"Neither."
"Hey."
"You, undo it."
Both Polois and Garrell protest against Koren's answer.
Well, that's the thing.
Al Marc nods at Koren's words.
"Then I'll play the role of Dr. Bowen at the martial arts tournament."
"That's the way it is."
Koren nods.
Quick to understand.
"What do you attendants do?"
Kolyen laughs at Almark's question.
"We watch each other and the witnesses do something weird."
Hmm.
Almark nodded.
"Almost got it. Let's get started."
When Almark said so, the two dueling Polois and Garrell started wearing their armor.