Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

The time goes back a little.

It was then that Nelson and Norrish went down to the stage sleeve together after the battle with Almark was over.

Suddenly, Nelson's body melted.

Nelson!

In a hurry, Norish tried to support him, but Nelson fell on his knees without strength.

Hang in there.

The other students rushed towards each other in haste.

Are you okay?

Nelson nodded in the voice of Wallis, who rushed first.

"Oh, yeah, I'm a little out of my mind."

But Wallis grabbed Nelson's right arm, no matter what he said.

"Mm."

"Ah."

Norish took a breath.

Nelson's arm was red and swollen.

"Almark."

Wallis frowned.

"What are you gonna do with the star?"

"It's okay. I set it up."

Nelson shakes his head.

The whole body was wet with sweat sometime.

"I'm happy to fight with all my might. He was a pain in the ass. I got hurt because I screwed up."

It's a cure anyway.

Wallis watched the stage.

"The next scene for Almark and Wendy is a confrontation with a witch. I'll fix it in time."

That's how he looks back at the Morgans behind him.

"Garaine, focus on this scene. Deg needs water. Morgan, take off your sword."

"Yes, I understand."

Morgan immediately reached out to Nelson's hips.

Garaine nodded silently and turned to the stage, while Deg ran behind the scenes.

When Morgan took Nelson's sword, he rounded his eyes.

"Oh, I knew it was bumpy. Well done on the sheath."

"I can't hold it in parentheses. I had to put it away."

Nelson smiles with a sweaty face.

I wonder if I can get out of here.

Morgan tries to pull it out with a pattern, but the sword doesn't scratch.

"Mugh... no."

"Take it to the torque."

Wallis put his hand to Nelson's arm as he said so.

The warm light of healing illuminates the darkness of the stage sleeve.

"Garaine, please stand in front of us. Don't let the light leak to the stage."

With that in mind, Wallis looks at Norish worryingly.

"Norish, you're almost there. We'll take care of this. You rest."

"Yeah, but...."

When Norish showed her caring expression, Leila and Lilty ran from behind.

We'll take care of this.

Leila tells Norish to take Nelson's arm.

"Wallis, let's get you to your chair first."

I see. Thank you. "

Wallis and Leila sat Nelson on Lilty's chair and drank Deg's water, and Morgan and Torque came back from behind.

"Wallis, this is no good. If you pull it out, the sheath will break."

Wallis looks at the words of torque.

"Can't you help me?"

"What do we do, Wallis?"

Wallis nods when Morgan looks anxious.

"It's inevitable."

Releasing his hand from Nelson's arm, he looks back at Leila.

Leila, can you do me a favor?

"Yeah."

Leila immediately took over from Wallis and put her hand on Nelson's arm.

Wallis returns to Morgan.

"Morgan, you have a spare sword."

"Yeah, I've got it."

Morgan points to a new wooden sword placed on the sleeve floor.

What about the sheath?

I don't have a sheath.

Morgan shakes his head.

"I was making a spare because the sword might break. I didn't think it would break my sheath."

I see.

When Wallis receives a sword that can no longer come out of torque, he pulls himself two or three times.

"I can't."

Torque hips.

"Me and Morgan tried to pull each other together, but it didn't work. Besides, I started making weird noises, so I couldn't do any more."

Hmm.

Wallis looked at the sheath with his thoughtful face.

It's Morgan's work, carved with intricate patterns.

"Okay."

Wallis nodded and looked at Morgan.

Morgan, the rest of the wood.

"It's in the back."

When Morgan answers, Wallis gives out his hand.

"A spare sword."

Ah, yeah.

Morgan picked up the floor sword and handed it to Wallis.

"But what are we going to do?"

"Morgan, you'll still have time. I don't have to do this anymore, go to the buyer."

Wallis said that and saw the torque.

"Torque, help me."

I know what you're thinking.

The torque sighed.

"You're a rough classmate, damn it."

Hurry up.

Wallis ran behind the scenes with torque.

Wendy was gradually disappearing on the stage.

The guest seat was filled with sobbing noises.

From his sleeves, he also saw Nelson's father and Fiquet with tears and a colour with a handkerchief in their eyes.

There, Wallis and Torque rushed back from behind the scenes.

Wallis had a brand-new sheath in his hand and a sword that fitted into it.

"Al Marks aren't finished yet."

Wallis nodded at a glance on the stage.

"How was your acting?"

Awesome.

Nelson answers.

Blood was returning to that face.

"Wonderful, those two. The whole auditorium is crying. It's not an act."

I see.

Wallis smiles.

"I thought so."

Heh

Torque laughs with his nose.

I'm glad you didn't see it.

Then I slapped Garaine on the shoulder.

Garaine, let the darkness go longer.

I was going to say that, too.

Wallis laughs.

"Let the audience soak in the finish. Nelson, take this."

Looking at the sword offered, Nelson rounded his eyes.

"Did you make this new sheath?"

"It's an application of stone carving. No big deal."

Wallis answers.

"It's a lot easier than Morgan's decoration, but give me a break."

"No, of course not."

So Nelson pulls out his sword and opens his eyes again.

And the sword pattern.

A streamlined pattern of Spirit King Wallis' protection, which should not have been in the spare sword, appeared there properly.

"Torque did it for me."

In Wallis' words, Nelson sees the torque.

Thank you, Torque.

I don't know.

Torque shrugged his shoulders before laughing hard.

"Well, it wasn't a bad fight with Almark's bastard. Much better than when I played with Eston at martial arts competitions."

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Nelson laughs bitterly.

At that time, the stage darkened.

The stage sleeves are also wrapped in darkness.

Among them, only the healing light from Leila's hand illuminated Nelson's arm.

"Come on, we're almost there."

Wallis says.

"Nelson, hold on."

Ah.

Nelson nods forcefully.

Thank you, Leila.

"Yeah."

Leila stood up when she took her hand off Nelson's arm.

"Good luck."

Nelson stood up and bent his right arm a couple of times.

I'm fine.

That's what makes Leila laugh.

That's right.

"You look great today, Nelson."

Leila replied.

Show us your light till the end.

Leave it to me.

Nelson nodded to Leila and stood beside Norish, turning his back.

"Enough?

Norrish glanced at his worried expression, but Nelson was back on track.

"What happened? What happened?

Well, that's fine.

Norish shrugs her shoulders.

Nelson whispered to Norish as he saw Almark leave on the opposite sleeve.

"Al Marks, that was great... you just cried."

"Nothing."

Norish rubbed her eyes and shook her head in a hurry.

"Shut up. Just a little more focus."

That's my line.

Nelson laughs.

There, the witch in the black dress appeared slowly.

Despite earlier disturbances on the sleeves, Serrah never appeared behind the scenes.

"Nelson, you're in trouble."

That's what Serrah said when he stood next to Nelson.

"If you were serious with Almark, that would be all."

Sort of. But it's okay now. Don't worry about it. "

"I'm not worried."

Serrah laughed.

"I'm not going to take it easy, so I'm going to do it."

"Oh, of course."

Nelson laughs back.

"I don't know what to do. I'm serious, Seraha the Witch."

"Yeah."

Serrah nodded.

"Be prepared. Knight Nelson"