Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Koren sprinkles the grass and rolls down the ground.

Polois, who stared at the sight, somewhat remembered his role.

Until then...

Scream like that, then rush to Koren.

"Kool-eun, are you okay?"

Koren does not move while lying on the ground.

Hang in there.

Polois slaps Koren on the shoulder.

Almark approached them in a hurry.

"Are you unconscious?"

As soon as he said that, Koluen woke up his upper body like a mechanical trick.

"Awesome."

At the top of the opening, Koren screamed.

Yee...

Holding his stomach, he shouted, looking at Almark's face, and shouting again.

"Awesome."

Are you okay?

Polois sounded relieved and called out again.

"It was much more intense than I was. [M] I thought you had a hole in your belly."

"Oops, you'd be dead if it wasn't for your armor."

Koren nodded innocently to Polois and stood up.

When he woke up, he still frowned and moaned, but suddenly he stood up with a firm step and turned back to Almark.

"What a face."

Koren smiled at Almark's face and slapped him on the shoulder.

You look like you killed me by mistake.

Are you okay?

Almark couldn't see Corwin's face.

Lie face down and gently touch the cracked coren's torso.

"It'll hurt."

"Don't lie if it doesn't hurt."

Koluen wrinkles his neck.

"Maybe it's just one or two bones."

After rubbing his torso with his hands, he took a serious look at Almark.

"I don't care."

What came to mind was the pure color of praise.

"I barely saw it. I couldn't even react. I've never done anything like that before."

Koren taps Almark again on the shoulder.

"You're strong. Stronger than anyone I've ever met."

Koren's innocent praise, however, made Almark's heart heavier.

I shouldn't have hit you.

That's what Almark said and chewed his lips.

"It wasn't the kind of poke I'd make in a game."

I put a lot of lethality into it.

And I certainly thought.

I took it.

I thought I took Kolyan's life in this battle.

With joy.

Kohlen laughs again at Almark.

"What's amazing about you is that you're not serious yet."

Polois stunned at the words.

"You don't think that's true? You're lying."

"I'm not serious."

Almark shakes his head.

I'm not trying to spare you.

Whether it was against Koren or Wallis, or against Polois in martial arts, Almark was serious enough.

However, there was a sense that the real place was different when interacting with other mercenaries on the battlefield in the north or in the winter mansion, for example.

But I couldn't explain it to Almark either.

And just now, I almost took you seriously.

"Check it out, Al Mark."

That's what Koren said, turning to Polois.

"Well, I guess I won't be alive then."

Don't give in and laugh.

"Don't joke about your hobbies."

Polois licks his face with reluctance, but where does Koren blow?

"No, I mean it."

The crunchy feeling that I had just had disappeared completely and I returned to my usual innocent Koren.

"If I could fight the real Almark, it wouldn't be bad to die there."

Please don't do this.

Almark shook his head.

Brutally remove the Armor and press it against the Polois.

"This is the end."

"Not yet."

Koluen shakes his head with a smile.

"The duel doesn't end until the witness tells us the winner's name."

That's how he calls Polois, with his armor pressed against him and his face flustered.

Polois, do your part.

Ah.

When Polois put his armor on the ground, he raised his hands and called them in.

"Winner, Almark"

Polois told him strictly and Almark nodded small.

Ah, I lost again.

That's how Koren threw his sword.

The sword spinned around and stood on the soft ground.

"But it was fun. It was great."

Koren smiled satisfactorily.

It's hard to lose like this.

"After all, you enjoyed it most by yourself."

Polois says as if he was stunned.

Speaking of which, so am I.

Almark also remembered when he saw Polois as a courteous witness.

"I will serve as a witness."

That's what I'm talking about, heading back to Polois.

"I don't have a partner anymore, but I'm confident in my decision."

Almark looked at Polois's face and declared it clearly.

"Winner, Polois."

"Thank you."

Polois loosened his mouth a little.

"You say it. I'm sure I won."

Then shake your head with a serious face.

"But this game is still invalid."

"Don't be obsessed."

Koluen laughed.

It's like you.

Polois ignored Colén's words and continued.

"The pronouncement of the victory or defeat of a witness shall always be heard by both the duel and, if there is no consciousness of either, his attendant. Garrell and Morpheus are not here, and your sentence is null and void."

After hearing Polois's explanation, Almark also understood.

It is their pride to abide by this rule.

It is also his pride that Polois does not recognize his victory here.

I see. Okay. "

As Almark nodded, Polois turned to him there for the first time with a risky smile.

"But I appreciate your feelings. Thank you."