Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

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Lightly sweating, Almark looked up at the ceiling and sighed.

The sound in front of me sounds like something else in the world.

The play is going to be the best.

But anyway, my turn is over.

Almark nodded with that thought.

I felt that I had done what I had to do.

The final scene of Wendy's farewell was also a mix of cursed swordsman Almark and vegetarian self, which was a complex emotion, but I realized that it was a far better scene than when I practiced.

Above all, the feeling that Wendy and I are connected.

It was a symbol of life in the south for Almark, something he hadn't felt in a long time since Wendy started to distance him.

"Almark"

Speak up and turn around.

Wendy stood up after finishing her turn just like herself.

"Good day."

Wendy smiles with her cheeks red and uplifted. She doesn't look like a ghost from anywhere anymore.

"Welcome to Wendy. Good day."

The two of them somehow stared at each other, but found no words to say and laughed at each other.

"That's good, our scene."

Wendy told me to make sure.

"The customers cried a lot. I think I was really good."

Say that and look at Almark.

"What did Almark think?

"I think I was really good."

Almark nodded.

"In practice, I was always sad to see you disappear at the end."

That way, Wendy blinks.

"Really?

"Yeah."

Almark nodded.

"But I wasn't sad today."

That's what I said and I smiled.

"Al Mark the Swordsman found out he could stay with Wendy forever."

Wendy blushes and lies down at the words.

"That's what I thought."

That's what I saw in Almark's pocket.

"At the end, you asked me to follow you."

"Oh, that."

Almark nods happily.

"Torque taught me."

Huh?

Wendy looked suspicious.

"Torque?"

"Yeah, it's gonna be a long story."

When Almark scratched his head, he heard cheers coming from the front stage.

"Oh, we have to go help."

"Yeah."

Wendy nods.

"Now let's get this show going."

As he stepped back to his sleeve, Almark looked back at Wendy.

"Yes, there's something I wanted to tell Wendy before I forget."

Eh?

Wendy stops.

"What?"

"I hope you don't laugh."

Wendy nodded with a smile as Almark said so and looked serious.

"Yeah."

"On stage, when you first called me by my name."

Almark said in a shy manner.

"It was really hard to pretend to be deaf. I almost cried just hearing your voice."

Wendy bursts out after a brief moment.

"What do you think?"

Ah, I knew I'd laugh.

"No, it's not."

Wendy waves.

"This is not a laugh like that."

Wendy nodded with a smile to Almark, whose face was red.

"But so am I. It was sad that Almark didn't turn around when I called."

Then, add it with your face.

"I almost cried."

"Thank you."

Almark said with a serious face.

"Now that we're done, next time you call me, I'll turn around. No matter how far away I can hear you, I will never pretend I can't hear you."

Almark's face became increasingly red when he saw Wendy erupt again.

"Come on, let's laugh again."

"No. Really."

Wendy wiped her tears gently, laughing.

That's not what this is about.

When they returned to their sleeves, the battle between Nelson and Serrah began on the stage.

Al Mark and the others are not in charge of this scene, but this is a tough scene where Serrah's fancy magic pops out.

"Wallis"

Almark called out to the class member who was staring at the stage with his cane in his hand.

I can help you.

Ah.

Wallis glanced at Almark.

"It was a good act. That's right."

"Thank you."

Wallis said he would return to the stage immediately.

Did you hear what Nelson said?

"Nelson? What's wrong with Nelson?"

"If you didn't hear me."

Wallis shakes his head.

"I'm going to say something. Stay close."

"Okay."

Almark nodded.

Wendy is holding her wand with a voice to Leila.

Looks like there was something I could do to help.

Oh, speaking of which...

As Wallis remembers.

"The battle between Nelson and Serrah is a little different than practice."

Huh?

"You and Wendy may not be here, so I quickly inflated the scene of the battle between Nelson and Serrah. I took Seraha's opinions very seriously, but that was pretty good. I decided to go there."

Heh.

Almark looks at the stage.

"The director didn't have that much time, so suddenly he may need your help. Please."

"Okay."

Almark nodded.

All you have to do is think about making this play a success.

Think about it and look at the three of you on the stage.

Good luck, Nelson, Norish.

Good luck, Seraha.

"Witch, get ready!

Selaha suddenly disappeared in front of Nelson, who screamed and slashed him.

"Mm."

At that moment, the stage dimmed leaving Nelson surrounded.

"Witch, did you run away? But this level of darkness."

That said, Nelson raised his sword high in an attempt to illuminate the surroundings.

But the surroundings are still dark.

The seven colors of the Spirit King's protection had vanished from the sword's sword.

"Oh my God, this is..."

Nelson frowned.

Lord Norish, are you all right?

Turn around and call out in the dark, but Norish doesn't answer.

"This magic is a mess."

That's what Nelson said.

Knight Nelson.

Surprisingly, the voice of a man, neither Serrah nor Norish, echoed.

The moment I heard that, Nelson fell on his knees like he was being played.

The Lord of Voices slowly appeared before Nelson on his knees.

He was King Amor, who played Reido.