Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

In the morning, Almark walked in the air, which was getting a lot colder.

I left the dormitory earlier than usual today, so it is rare for students to still walk the road.

Almark, who has less time to practice the play than any of his peers because he has Ilumis tutoring after school every day, was thinking of practicing alone in the morning.

I was able to do as many things as I wanted with Nelson without having to practice, but when it comes to dialogues, it's different.

If you forget the dialogues you speak or skip the order, it will cause trouble to your surroundings.

I was told to practice in the dorm room until late at night, so I decided to go to the school building early in the morning to practice.

Almark walked along the road to the school building early, and several footsteps followed him from behind.

When I thought I was going to get past it, I was called from behind.

"Hey, Almark."

Turning around, a tall boy and a tight boy stood.

"Hi, Koren. And Polois."

"It's unusual. At a time like this."

Koluen laughed at Almark.

Neighboring Polois nodded.

"We've always been around this time lately, but I've never seen you. Is there something special you need?"

No, I was thinking of practicing a little magic festival play myself.

When Almark answers, they face each other.

"Play practice?

Colen asks as he walks side-by-side next to Almark.

"What is it, Almark? Did you get promoted to the lead role?"

"No."

Almark shakes his head.

"Sideswipe, or evil minion? Well, that's how it works."

You're a villain.

Koluen turns to Polois, who walks next door, and laughs.

"If Almark is a villain, no one can win anymore. It's the end of the world."

"I don't know."

Polois answers seriously.

"It's certainly hard to use you in the play. That's not what the southern man looks like. Maybe it would suit you if you did a history play."

"Well done, Polois."

Almark answered.

"Our class plays history."

Polois nodded, flattered by Almark, with an unfulfilled face.

"Then perhaps your atmosphere will help."

"Even if you say so, you're a villain."

Koluen laughs.

"What about your girlfriend? Is it going to be a play?"

Ah.

Almark tries to answer about Wendy, recalling that Colen's girlfriend was pointing to a different person.

"Um, you said my girlfriend."

"What are you talking about? There's so many of them. I can't put it in the corner."

Koren taps Almark on the shoulder.

I'm sure it's about Leila.

Oh, I knew it.

Almark shakes his head.

"Leila's not my girlfriend."

So Wendy is my girlfriend, and I don't know how to answer that.

"What, it's gone bad? Well, it seems difficult."

He seemed to have interpreted it in a different sense, and Kool-en nodded as he said so with his face.

"I heard it's been a lot softer lately."

Polois sandwiched his mouth.

"It was also a topic of discussion among boys in my class."

Heh.

Almark sees Polois unexpectedly.

"That's what Polois talks about."

I didn't do it.

Polois shakes his head.

"I just caught my ear when the others were talking."

"Because women are more adults. A classmate looks like a kid."

Kool-eun nodded in his face again.

"Cheer up, Almark. I'm sure you'll find someone else."

Ah.

It was troublesome to correct it, and Almark nodded.

"Thank you."

"Besides, there are a lot of cute kids in these two groups. You think so, Polois."

Koren says that in a pleasant tone and looks at Polois.

"I don't know. Most girls don't even remember their names."

Polois is not good.

"But Eston used to say that Wendy Barb was cute."

"Oh, I wonder if they were in the same class two years ago."

Koren nods.

"Sounds like Eston. Wendy certainly is cute, but in the first place, she only sees noble children."

"What about you?"

Almark sees Koren.

"You said you weren't very good at it yourself."

"Me. I like the kind of quiet kid in your class, like Lilty."

Heh.

Almark rounds his eyes.

Lilty. I'm sure she's very quiet, but is she good? "

"Ah, if that normal, quiet kid makes his face bright red and talks hard, he'll be here any minute."

"I see. Is that what it is?"

Don't take it seriously, Almark.

Polois laughs bitterly.

"Until recently, Colén said she wanted a brave woman like Emelia."

"Emelia"

Almark remembers the glamorous appearance of Emelia's female warrior at the martial arts tournament and compares her luxurious appearance with that of Lilty in her head.

"Not at all."

"Don't split up, Polois."

Kohlen laughs joyfully.

"Whatever, I'm fine. Not even the women who think they're cute at that time."

"Still, it's hot."

Polois says.

"The other day, even after herbal hunting, Lux was in a lot of trouble because of the noise of a second-year girl wanting to join Colen's group."

Well, herbal hunting.

Almark remembers that the three pairs had finished the herbal hunt the other day.

"I hear there were no monsters."

"Fine, you guys."

Colen looks envious of Almark.

"We both wanted to fight monsters. Hey, Polois."

Well...

Polois rarely agrees with Colén.

"No, it was hard."

Almark answers remembering the battle against Volapa.

"Well, are you two practicing the play so early?

"We still haven't figured out what to do with the play."

Almark frowned in response to Koren's answer.

Oh, this time of year.

"Koluen"

Polois clasped his face and slapped Colen slightly in the arm, but Colen shrugged his shoulders without feeling nauseous.

"Okay, I told you. I know Almark can be trusted."

"Well, that's true."

Polois nods reluctantly.

"We started with Eston and Killieb at the center, making scripts."

Kohlen's story is mixed with a name that Almark doesn't know.

Kiribati. I don't know that name.

Almark held his mouth shut.

"Of course Eston knows."

"Oh, I see. Kiribati fought in a martial arts tournament."

Koluen says.

"Don't lose lightly. Martial arts aren't that strong, he is."

I see.

Then I don't know.

Almark is convinced.

While one and three pairs were playing, Almark was about to die under attack from a dark sorcerer in his dorm.

"Well, those two nobles made the script."

Koluen, who is supposed to be a nobleman, says like other HR.

"Nobles are the only ones in the play, and civilians are the only ones behind it. The civilians will be angry now. Lux is in arbitration, but what's going on?"

"Oh, that's tough."

Almark remembers the honest faces of three classmates.

I've never spoken directly, but I'm sure you're struggling to be honest.

"There's a problem with Eston's scripts."

Polois said in a cold voice.

"Even the civilians are bad. No matter what you ask me, I won't tell you clearly. After deciding, I'll always complain in the shadows. It's not good for Lux to ask you that."

"Well, I don't mind either. I'm not interested in the play, and I'll do anything behind it."

That's what Koren says and laughs.

"Lukes is a good guy, but he doesn't have as much leadership as you and this Wallis or this pair of Ains. It will take a little longer for us to come together."

"If you and Rosfilia say so, they'll follow you."

According to Al Mark, Koren blinks for a while.

"Oh, me."

"Yeah."

Almark nodded, but Koren immediately shook his head.

"I can only move what I'm interested in. It's not that popular."

I guess so.

Almark remembered when he shouted apologies to his classmates at the end of the martial arts tournament after Koren lost to Morgen.

The favourable reaction of the three groups of students to Koren at that time seemed to have been neither noble nor civilian.

"Colen is in a good mood. I don't think it's popular either."

Polois also said.

So, what about Rosfilia?

Rosphilia.

Polois has a way of thinking.

"I don't know what she's thinking right now. They only seem to be interested in what they're interested in, like Koren, and they seem to be looking at people's opinions."

"Sometimes when I give my opinion, I say things that no one can argue with, so I guess that's pretty much it."

That's what Koren nodded.

"Oh, well, in that sense, I might say there's a desire."

"I see. I see. There are so many things."

Almark nodded.

All Almark knows is that Wallis has been on the class committee for two or three years.

I don't know much about the past, but I think this class now has an atmosphere where everyone can express their opinions freely.

However, this may not be the case in other classes.

"Then why are you two so early in the morning?"

Kohlen points to Polois and laughs at Almark's question.

"This guy hasn't decided yet, so go practice with him."

"Cut it out, Koren. You don't have to tell me."

"Settle down. Oh, no way."

When Almark raised his voice unexpectedly, Polois frowned and Koren nodded happily.

"Yes, the next time I fight Garrel, I'll win without making any noise."

Still motivated?

Almark said Polois turned red and nodded clearly.

"Of course. Next time, win clearly so you can't make any excuses."

Kukuku, Koluen smiled and slapped Polois violently on the shoulder.

"No, this is the best."

"It hurts."

Polois stares at Koren, then at Almark.

"Almark. Come and see if you're tired of playing. [M] I'd like to hear your opinion."

"Okay. I'll go if I have time."

Almark nodded.