From that day on, Almark's busy after-school days began.
Immediately after completing Illmis' tutorial with Radmar's meditation sideways, he rushes to the classroom.
Around that time, acting practice was over, and it was time to make costumes and tools.
The main stars, Nelson and Norish, were still practicing acting, but Almark wasn't the most popular, so he helped Morgan with wood processing and props.
Along the way, if time allows, practice acting with Nelson and Wendy.
We stayed in the classroom until it was time for the sun to set and if we didn't go back to the dorm, we would be able to finish dinner.
Almark was supposed to be in charge of the magic with Wendy.
I'm in charge of the beginning and the end of the climax.
At Climax, the students who finished the other scenes joined in to perform a grand performance, but since the first scene was performed by only two people, we had to discuss it with Wendy.
Sometimes there were few types of magic that Almark could use, and the performance was relatively easy to determine.
The problem was the last time Almark and Wendy talked together.
We've talked a few times, but we don't have a very good conversation.
A swordsman of the former kingdom who waved a vicious sword under the witch's command.
The remarkable swordsmanship did not even come close to the knight, but he was upset by the call of the ghost of his dead lover and received the knight's sword in his chest.
A dying swordsman and the spirit of a disappearing lover.
What do the vanishing two talk about in the last remaining time?
Curime said he could do whatever he wanted, but after the forest monsters had been exterminated and three sets of herbal hunting had been carried out as scheduled, even near the next holiday, the two did not progress on that scene alone.
Even after school that day, they put the script in the middle and looked hard.
"What would you say?
Asked by Almark, Wendy lies in trouble.
"Whatever they say....."
Wendy's eyes shaken.
I don't want Almark to die.
It's called powdery.
"But I don't think it's the right thing to say about not dying in this situation."
Wendy said with her gaze on the floor.
"So I don't know what to say."
"Sorry."
I felt like I had to apologize, and Almark apologized.
"Why are you sorry?"
It seems likely, but Almark doesn't know that either.
"I've been thinking about it."
Almark said.
"Yeah."
Wendy nods.
"I'll match you."
"No."
Almark shakes his head.
"If I thought you were going to disappear and never see me again, it was painful and nothing else came to mind. But I thought it was different to say," Don't disappear. "
Meet Wendy.
"So I don't know what to say."
"I'm sorry."
"Here."
Almark points to Wendy.
You apologize, too.
"Really. I wonder why."
The two of you look at each other and laugh.
I'm not going anywhere.
That's right.
"Hey, Almark."
Nelson called Almark with his sword swinging.
The sword, which I don't think was painted on a tree, resembles Almark's long sword, regardless of its size.
"This sword that Morgan made you look exactly like the real one. Now let's practice slashing one more time."
"Oh, that's fine."
Almark replies.
"Sorry, Wendy. I'll be right there."
"Yeah."
Wendy nods.
Make a costume and think about it.
"Yeah, I'll think about it a little bit more."
Almark walks towards Nelson.
"Almark, don't hit me seriously. Because the paint will peel off."
Morgan, who is making something next, says in a hurry.
"Yeah, I know. Nelson, let's cut each other's swords to the minimum."
Oh.
Nelson nodded and gave Almark a sword.
You're good at this sort of thing.
Almark said gravely when he held his sword with a playful gesture.
"Knight. Are you a knight of the Kingdom? I haven't seen that crest in years."
"Oh, look at that. Readiness, were the words of the wretched ghost spoken before?"
Nelson holds the sword.
The expression is no longer that of an innocent Nelson who just shook his sword and called Almark.
A knight who never bends his loyalty to the king.
"A lined swordsman who once wanted the best name in this country."
Nelson looked Almark in the eye and said.
"Glorious swordsman not known to strangers. Can I say that name?"
"Say what you want to say. I already threw away my first name."
Almark answers.
They stand in a breathtaking position as they speak to each other.
Nelson's swordsmanship is pretty good, so it's easier for Almark to take it.
Flickers and swords, dialogues.
Nelson broke in again, dialogued.
While playing, Almark also sees that Nelson has completely created another personality inside of him called Knight Nelson.
It is Nelson's mouth that speaks, but the dialogue itself seems to be spoken by someone else possessed of Nelson's body.
Nelson said he had always admired knights.
That's why I have a solid image to play in this play.
"I have to go through. No matter how strong you may be, for our king's sake. For our queen."
That's what Nelson's face looks like when he meets his favorite knight on his journey south.
Nelson's act is so imminent that he remembers the real knight.
Compared to that, how are you?
Almark thinks.
A cursed swordsman.
I am dragging myself because there is something similar to me.
The dialogues that he is talking to against Nelson are also trying to exert serious force, but in the end, it is Almark himself who is tracing the script as it is.
Maybe we need to make another one.
Among me is Al Mark, the Kingdom's mightiest cursed swordsman.
Almark takes Nelson's sword with his own.
Ah!
Morgan screamed.
"Almark, I told you not to hit the sword!
As the words put it, the paint of the two swords peeled off and the woods peeled out.