Rhinel's words flow into Almark's heart, along with thick black emotions.
"... don't say that."
Rhinel leans his neck against Almark's murmur.
"Hmm? Did I say something?"
"Don't talk nonsense!
Almark kicked the ground.
At the next moment, he was knocking a crossbow blow at the neck of the Rhinel.
However, Rhinel's figure swayed away like a sunburn.
"You're a liar."
Nothing happened and Rhinel appeared to the right of Almark.
I thought you said I'd smash your head off.
Almark hit Mars' wand on his side of the head without saying anything.
But the rhinestone also wobbled and disappeared.
"Keeper of keys"
The Rhinel, who appeared again, sighed.
"You can't be what you want, you can't be loved, you can only be what you want."
"Shut up!"
Almark jumped into the Rhinel.
Cheap provocation.
Almark knew that.
Ridiculously laughs at your birth and situation, depriving you of your calmness.
Such an act is a routine method of battlefield.
It's not Almark who rides such a provocation.
Always.
However, Rhinel's words spread with dark negative emotions in Almark's heart.
Mars' wand knocked out another empty statue of Rhinel.
"Your father didn't make you a mercenary, did he? Why do you think that is?
Rhinel, who appeared behind Almark, said calmly.
"I think I understand."
"Shut up!"
Almark turned around.
The pitiful eyes of Rhinel.
As soon as I saw it, I felt like my body was relaxing.
It's not just because of the pain in my right hand.
I can't stop sweating cold.
"You'll get it."
Rhinel said.
"I mixed a little darkness in my words."
Almark ate his teeth.
Move it.
With the momentum of hitting your body, you hit the Rhinel with a wand, but there was no feeling in your left hand.
Almark.
Its name, in ancient language, means the one who protects the key.
So what do you say?
That's the proof that Mom and Dad didn't love you.
Such a mess.
The bullshit you're supposed to laugh at turns into great despair in your heart.
"But, Mr. Almark..."
Rhinell, who appeared elsewhere, smiled.
"Darkness will not amplify my words if you do not think like this."
Bend your neck and peek into Almark's eyes.
Their eyes are as dark and deep as a bottomless swamp.
"You were thinking somewhere in your mind. My parents don't love me. She wasn't what her parents wanted her to be."
No, it's not.
Almark tried to deny it.
Many of the words my father gave me. [M]
I've been supported by that. I've been saved many times.
Yes, just now.
However, Almark was stunned to remember his father's words.
When I hit Mars' staff earlier, I remember my father's voice as if he were next to me.
I can't remember one thing right now.
My father's words don't come out.
It's as if my memory is completely black.
"Darkness is cruel. Hide something beautiful and show something you want to turn away from."
Rhinel keeps talking.
"But I won't lie. Darkness is not a lie, Almark."
Almark wasn't sure what Rhinel was talking about.
Darkness doesn't lie?
That can't be true.
No, or am I wrong?
But that doesn't matter anymore.
It's just a feeling of despair that you're losing the great pride that supported you.
It was trying to cover Almark's heart.
In front of me, I don't feel like jumping on the rhinestone that reaches in one act anymore.
"My words are moving me so much right now. That's the truth about you. [M] Mr. Almark."
Rhinel spread his hands in a playful manner.
"So I'll let you go."
Liberation.
For some reason, Almark sounded terribly attractive.
"Key Protector. You can just throw away your own destiny."
Rhinel peers into Almark's eyes again.
Dark, dark, abyss-like black.
Was this person's eyes in such a color before?
Even remembering it is annoying now.
"The wand of Mars."
Rhinel gently points to Mars' wand, which is still held by Almark's left hand.
"That's the key. And this is the abominable chain that binds you."
Almark saw what he had at hand.
Mars' wand.
It now only looked like a stick of wood.
"I'll crush you."
Rhinel gently extended his right hand.
"Give it to me. And make it easier."
This man has been trying to steal a cane from me for a long time.
I thought Almark was blurry.
I've done a lot of things, I've spent a lot of words trying to get my wand off me.
I'm sure I own this wand. [M]
That's why he can't put his hand on Mars' wand.
I thought about it, but I also felt like I was doing something about it.
I try to think about Wendy who is lying behind me.
But I can't figure it out as well as anyone else did.
Quick, uncomfortable.
Easy-to-understand, primitive and simple emotions.
Almark.
My name.
Keeper of keys.
It was kind of heavy and painful.
I can give it to you.
I thought so.
As long as I'm in such despair.
Give this wand to this man and make yourself comfortable.
Lose everything clean and refreshing.
When I think so much, I realize it.
Is that it?
But if someone who protects the key gives it to you, there's nothing left.
It's empty.
I'll be empty.
I'm in trouble.
You can't live empty.
I wonder what to put in it.
What are you doing in my empty body?
I didn't think of my father's face anymore.
Parent-child memories were filled with darkness, as painted with black ink.
Something to put in an empty me.
Almark stopped turning his head like he had a headache and thought it was blurry.
There was an unexpected departure in Almark's brain.
Yes, if you want to put me in the empty one.
Rhinel was gently watching Almark lose his temper in front of him.
I drowned a few drops of superb darkness in my words.
If you let out too much darkness, you'll be noticed by the school teachers.
So I put a few drops of pure darkness on my tongue, rolled it, and threw it at Almark.
The effect was very good.
The distant killing spirit of the child quickly withered away and faded while watching the wild animal-like movements.
After all, it's a child.
The dean is also sweet.
I didn't expect you to leave such a child behind and drop it in our hands.
Now, let's take another breath to finish.
Almark glanced at Mars' wand, which continued to grip unconsciously in the middle of the night.
Then the key keeper himself will let it go.
"Come on, Mr. Almark."
Rhinel gently shouted at Almark, who was lying in front of him.
"You can't help holding such a stick forever. It's okay, I'll dispose of it properly."
Rhinel reaches out again.
"Come on."
But Almark didn't move.
Is it still conflicting?
No, no, no.
Almark's mouth moved.
Something is murmuring.
"What is it?
I called, but there is no answer.
Of course not.
I suppose you took away the energy to talk.
However, Almark's mouth did not stop moving.
Rhinell glanced at her face to clarify her ears.
"... Irwin of the Double Sword"
I heard Almark's moaning voice.
"…" Lord Fire Dragon ”Grail"
Huh?
"Reaper Gil."
"What are you talking about?
Rhinel asked, but Almark didn't react.
"Black Steel" Bayan... "Iron Knight” Maris Moog "
"... name?
It was the name of the mercenaries in the North.
Almark continued to murmur the names of the famous mercenaries in the north.
The names of the noble men I saw and heard on the battlefield.
If you put it in an empty self.
Something unconscious in Almark's mind.
Coming into the darkness was the appearance of mercenaries running the battlefield in the north.
Show them their strength.
Their pride.
Inside me is their sluggishness.
Zenan... King of the Axe... Gerberg.
Every time I whisper their names that keep fighting in the north, I feel their strength, their elegance filling up inside me.
"Great Shield Ninning..." "Dragon Eye Falk"
The majesty. Courage. Vitality.
"Ash Chain” Dylan... "Silver" Gizalte "
The temperament. Ruthlessness and coolness.
Rhinel saw Almark's eyes regain power in front of his own eyes with incredible thoughts.
"King of the Sword" Geigenal... "The Land Warrior” Angora "
Every time Almark whispers the name of a mercenary, he feels that the darkness that should have kept his heart in his hands is losing power.
"What is this?"
Rhinel murmured.
"It's not magic. It's not a spell. It's just a name."
"Black Wolf" Gerus.
Almark's leg came out half a step ago with a murmur.
"Stupid."
The Rhinel backs off one step.
"What the hell are you?"
Almark's left hand slowly rises.
The tip of Mars' wand grasped Rhinel's gaze again.
Almark's eyes were completely reinstated.
Shadow Fang Raise
The killing spirit that lurked behind the sound covered his body again.
The rhinestone nodded small as he took another step back to stand still.
"I see. Now I finally understand."
Then mutter slowly to make sure.
"Are you the son of a northern mercenary?"