Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

When the three of them lined up in a bakery on Sasanami Street and handed over the designated confectionery, Morgan finally smiled satisfactorily.

"Great, I'm worried about the sweets. I can sleep with peace of mind."

Good, Almark and Wendy smile face to face.

"Come on, let's go home. I have to taste it in my room."

"Eh, Morgan. Wait, wait, wait."

Capture Morgan's arm as Wendy tries to leave.

"You're about to peek into Moonshadow Street."

"Oh, yes."

Morgan really looked like he just remembered.

"Moon Shadow Street. I don't go there because I don't have any food at all."

"I've never been there either."

Almark also said.

"I've never heard the name Moon Shadow Street before."

Almark needs to get out of town a little bit more.

Morgan says.

"I wouldn't ask you to come out like I did."

"I kind of get busy on holidays."

Almark answered remembering the recent holidays.

Watch a duel or explore a cave. There have been plenty of holidays these days.

"Girls come often. Moonshadow Street"

Wendy walks a little in front of them and says so.

"Because everyone likes divination. There are plenty of stores that we can afford."

Oh, Wendy's always here.

Hmm, I...

Wendy clouds his face a little.

"I've been invited by Norish and Liluti several times. I stopped because they didn't say too good things every time."

"Can't you tell me something good?

Almark blames me.

"What do you want me to say?"

"I don't remember much."

Wendy shook her head with a bitter smile.

"It's like a big wall or a big storm or something. I was refused once that I couldn't take advantage of you."

"That's what happened."

Almark rounded his eyes.

"I thought a fortuneteller wouldn't tell a customer anything too bad. Isn't that amazing?"

"But you're not feeling well."

Wendy looks back at Almark.

"I wonder what awaits me in my future."

That's right.

Almark nodded.

"But fortune-telling is fortune-telling. I've had it done before, but I've never cared so much."

Speaking of which, my father doesn't believe in fortune either.

Almark remembers speaking for herself.

I heard that there are many mercenaries who take charge of tests, and there are many mercenary groups with fortunetellers.

But I've hardly seen Raise care about that.

Always alone when facing the God of Destiny.

Raise said that.

Almark inevitably had such an idea.

"I know Wendy, so I know. Whatever happens, Wendy will be fine."

"Thank you."

Wendy smiles.

"I think it's okay if Almark and Morgan are together."

"Eh, us?

Morgan has a good time.

"Yeah."

Wendy nodded.

"I mean, even if a monster like yesterday comes out, I think we can do something with them."

"Oh, that's what I thought."

Morgan nods.

"Almark and Wendy will be there, and I'll do everything I can."

Well then, all three of you feel the same way.

Almark smiled too.

"So, after all, I managed to do it. It's okay from now on."

"Yeah."

Wendy nodded.

His face was brighter, so Almark was relieved.

"Have you ever been fortunate with Morgan?"

"Me?"

Morgan saw Almark asking boring questions.

"How many sweets do you think you can buy in one divination?"

Moonshadow Street had an atmosphere that distinguished it from the other streets of Nork.

I see, it's just that the fortunetellers are gathered on the street.

The bustling call to the shop has stopped, and there is a mysterious atmosphere where there is a shadow on the way.

All the houses are dark, roofed stores that block out the sunlight even during the day.

I wonder if the crystal balls used by the fortunetellers have a reflection of sunlight and are not feeling well.

Maybe some shops just do it to create an atmosphere.

Around the alley between the shop and the shop, a storekeeper opens the stall.

"The Nork Magic Academy is famous in the world."

Wendy says.

"The city of Nork is also thought to be a magical city. Actually, it's a normal port town. That's why they say there's going to be a bunch of fortunetellers on this moonshadow street."

I see.

Almark is convinced.

"I've heard that before."

Morgan also said.

"When you say you were a fortuneteller here, you get foil when you do fortunetelling in other cities."

I see. I'm sure that's what it is. "

It can be said that it uses the name Nork Magic Academy.

There was something else that came to mind for Almark.

Even in the North, the mercenaries in circulation first try to belong to the famous mercenary regiment.

He foiled himself into a world-class mercenary regiment, such as the Fire Dragon Mercenary Regiment and the Tortoise Mercenary Regiment, and became independent.

At that time, it would be nice if you and the executives knew each other.

"Black Steel” bian. He's a drinking buddy. "

Of course, it's nice to say that you lied from the edge, but the mercenaries' information networks are unexpectedly disrespectful, and when you say something naughty, lies can come to light from places you never thought they would.

That's why I try to make facts out of shapes.

That would be the same thing.

This moonlight street for fortunetellers is with the Black Wolf Cavalry and the Maurice Cavalry for mercenaries in the north.

"... but..."

After walking around the street, Almark looks around Moonshadow Street, looking at both faces.

"With this fortunetelling shop, I have no idea who gave Radmar the box."

That's right.

Wendy laughs bitterly.

"There are lots of fortunetellers who open a little shop and leave the island right away."

Say that, just like Almark, look around.

"It's been a long time since I've been here, but it seems like there are more fortunetellers than before."

"Looks like business is flourishing."

Morgan whispered.

"Morgen"

Wendy looks stunned.

"I shouldn't have tasted the sweets slowly in my room."

"Ah."

Morgan turned into a real face.

"Did I eat? I just ate, didn't I?

Shall we go home?

Almark laughed.

"By the time I get back to the dorm, I'm going to run out of sweets."

That's right.

Wendy nodded with a smile.

"I can't line up in that line again today."

"Both of you think I'm something. I don't eat that much."

That's what Morgan says and holds a bag of sweets dearly.

"No, I'm sure that bag will be magically light by the time we get home."

That's what Almark said and hit Morgan on the shoulder.

"Thanks for hanging out, Morgan. Let's go home."

It was then.

"If"

The alley gave me a reluctant voice.