Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Serrah looks at the ground around Almark and laughs lightly.

"I was tormenting poor little devils again."

Then whisper as you peek into Almark's face without answering anything.

"If that makes you uncomfortable, I've never crossed it."

Almark looks around with emotionless eyes.

"Little demon, etc."

It was a low voice.

"No matter how many you chop, it's no consolation."

Fufu, Theraha laughs.

"Then why did you kill him?"

They can't tell what they can't eat from what they can't eat.

Almark answered.

"I'm not trying to kill you."

It's your fault.

Serrah turned his back on Almark with a smile.

Tell them to sing while walking slowly in the woods to play with the fog.

"If you're really you, there's no way the demons are coming. The devil is coming because of you pretending to be dead."

He stared at his back with dark eyes, and eventually Almark lay his head down to nod again.

"What do you want?"

Almark asks.

"When you come here, it's time for me to kill someone. That's right, witch."

Seraha turned around and bent her head.

I don't know.

Say it.

Almark said troublesome.

"I'll kill whoever you ordered me to kill. That's the deal."

"Someone who knows."

Serrah smiles and walks towards Almark.

"When I was defeated, there was one old man in the woods who was breathing."

A swordsman.

Almark asked about the billions.

Or a magician?

"Knight."

"A knight."

Almark raised his face.

"A knight."

Repeat, distort the mouth.

The expression seemed to be laughing and crying.

"Only a sorcerer with a grudge against you or a swordsman blinded by your beauty and treasure will come to defeat you. A knight. There's no way that's going to happen."

"No, I'm coming."

Serrah said.

"I've always wondered when I'd come. It's rather late."

Almark saw Serrah.

Then, pick up the sword in slow motion.

When I slowly swing it up, I swing it down all at once.

The audience breathes.

A sharp wind chirp echoed throughout the auditorium.

"I'm not interested in that story."

Almark said.

"But you want to talk."

Seraha narrows her eyes.

I wonder if you'll listen to me.

Talk to me.

Almark said with his sword stared.

"Talking to the tree is no different."

That's so sweet.

Serrah said in a sweet tone.

"Almark. My swordsman."

"That's a good act."

Wipe off the sweat and sip the glass of water, Nelson said.

"Almark today is awesome."

A very short break after a protruding act.

Nelson and Norish, who were waiting to come back soon, were sitting down on stage sleeves drinking water.

"Almark is amazing, but so is Seraha."

Norish murmured.

"Aren't the two villains too powerful?

Next to that, Morgen nodded more sweaty than Nelson.

"Sure, it's an act."

Shake his head to the cold force of Almark on the stage.

"That Almark is a real Almark."

I felt sorry for Nelson by saying that.

"Good luck, Nelson. I'm never gonna cut that Almark with a sword."

"This is a play. You're not gonna get killed."

After Nelson answered with a smile, he looked at Almark and looked real.

"But I don't think they're going to kill me."

"It's okay."

Norish slowly drinks water and says.

"If you continue to be a knight, you cannot defeat Almark."

Oh.

Nelson smiles with a smile.

"Thank you, Norish. You've finally figured it out."

"Idiot."

Norish frowned.

"What I'm trying to say is that if you were the usual Nelson, Almark would kill you in no time. It doesn't matter what the play is."

I won't deny it.

Nelson nodded mysteriously.

"Almark today is so awesome. So, Norish."

That said, I turn my serious eyes towards Norish like I've never shown you before.

"Believe me to be a knight. All the time in this play."

"That's not true."

Norish turned away from Nelson and grabbed a glass.

"Not until you tell me."

"He took it."

Almark frowned.

The queen's smile.

Exhale deeply and shake your head.

You're greedy.

"Greedy?

Serrah blames me.

"Almark. I've told you so much, I'd love to hear your opinion. I wonder what my lust is."

The words are powerful.

A ruthless witch's stabbing gaze that won't allow for a ridiculous answer.

However, Almark's expression remained the same.

"You must have been jealous of beauty."

As he stared at the sword, Almark said.

"You're beautiful enough for me. I was not satisfied with that. Women are greedy."

The words loosen Seraha's expression.

"I really like that unattractive part of you."

Almark looked uncomfortable, but Seraha continued to enjoy it.

"But you're a man, too."

Words make fun of me.

"I don't know how a woman feels."

Almark is curious, but still asks back in his stead.

Is that not true?

"No, it's not."

Seraha nods.

"That woman..."

Only when I said so did I get emotions in the words.

"Not suitable for him."

"That guy? Who is it?"

Almark asks again if he is interested.

"I'm sure you're right."

Serrah answered in a careless tone.

King Amor.