Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

At the same time as darkening, the background of the stage is cleaned up at the rear.

The long forest scene is over.

The play will now return to King Amor's palace.

Wallis scolded the way the light was shining, and someone struck Al Mark on the shoulder, clearing up the background.

Turning around and checking the other person's face, Almark smiles.

"Good day, Nelson."

Oh.

Nelson smiled with a sweaty face.

"Almark, you're tired."

"It was amazing, all the way to the end. That's the star."

"Your acting was better."

"What is it?"

Almark laughs.

Almark whispers to Nelson as he pulls the background tree back to his sleeve.

"We don't have time for this anymore, so you can rest in the back. It's been a long time."

"Oh, let me do that. I'm so tired."

Still, Nelson nodded satisfactorily with a clear smile, and Pillman shouted from his sleeve.

"Knight Nelson, it was a good death."

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Nelson smiles bitterly.

There's got to be another way to put it.

"What else should I say?"

Pillman spins the bugle in his hand.

"Well, let's take a break. Rest in the back until I call."

"Yes, sir."

"That's right. Until the end, as a knight."

Nelson smiles bitterly at Almark's words.

"I know. Pillman, you're on, too. Put that trumpet down."

"Yes, yes."

Instead of Nelson and Pillman leaving, Seraha rushed towards Almark, cheeking him up.

"Ah, Seraha. Good day, wow."

As Seraha hugged him without saying anything, Almark hesitated behind him.

"Seraha?"

"Great. It's over."

Serrah looked down on Almark's shoulder and said.

It's over, Almark.

The hugging arm was trembling.

"Did you see that? I was a witch until the end, wasn't I?

"Yeah, I saw it."

Almark taps Serrah gently on the back.

"That's Seraha. She was a witch who could obey me."

"Good luck. I did my best."

Almark encourages his voice as he sees his shoulders slightly wet as he nods.

"Everyone was afraid of you. He was the best villain I ever had."

"Yeah, everything I thought about, everything I practiced, everything I cut out."

Serrah answers with a murmured voice.

"But I'm a little lonely right now. I wonder why."

"That's right."

Almark nodded.

Me too. Some of us finished that story today. "

I see.

A little silence.

Yeah, that's right.

Serrah finally raised his face from Almark's shoulder.

"But it's thanks to Al Mark that the story of the witch Serrah is over. Thank you."

It's not my fault.

Almark shook his head.

"It's all the result of your efforts."

After that, Almark looks at the lighted stage again.

"Let's get this story over with for all of us."

"Yeah."

Seraha nods.

Seeing a smile return to his face, Almark slapped his back gently again.

King Amor's palace.

King Amor sitting on the throne, and Princess Leila and Princess Lilty standing aside.

The stage changed from the previous intense battle scene in the fog forest to a majestic atmosphere.

And Norish humbly brought forth the black sharp stone, and king Amor rose up from the throne, and walked to him, and took it in his hand.

I see. Nelson. "

"Yes"

Norish nodded.

"Finally, you gave me this stone."

And king Amor took the stone, and closed his eyes, and looked up to heaven: but when he opened his eyes, he laid his hand upon the shoulders of Norish.

"It was great."

Norish lowers her head deeply so that she can catch her emotions.

King Amor looked at him in pain, and turned his eyes to the stone.

Looking up at the stone for a while, he also removes the chained stone from his chest.

Black sharp stone almost identical in shape, like twins.

"When I was a kid, I used to go horseback to the Fountain of the Forest."

King Amor spoke to Norish.

"Don't mess with the rest. And it was good to leave all the servants, and go first to the fountain: but they slipped their feet on the street, and drowned. That's when the mysterious girl saved me."

King Amor speaks with nostalgia.

"I played with the girl until the servants came after me. It was really fun. I promised to meet again and share this stone, but it's not going to happen. It's a beautiful memory of my childhood."

Say that, smile with distant eyes, and then return to your true face.

"But why did the witch in the forest take this stone?"

"Now, why not?"

Norish answered lying down.

"I might have picked it up somewhere."

"Hmm... maybe."

King Amor shakes his head small enough to shake off his thoughts.

Then the two stone slits slowly fit together.

When the stone emitted a flash of light, it broke apart with a clear sound.

Almark was watching the scene from the stage sleeve.

That was the last time I practiced. There was a strange nostalgia when I saw this stone crushing.

"I'm coming."

That's what Pillman stood next to.

"Oh, Pillman, come on."

Almark smiled.

"Ooh."

And king Amor opened his eyes when he saw the stone crumble and scatter.

Looking back at the shattered stone after a moment of sad eyes.

Is this enough to break the curse? Is Leila smiling back? "

That's how I looked into Leila's face.

Leila, how are you feeling?

However, Leila raised her eyebrows and shook her head with a slightly troubled face.

"Even if you suddenly say so."

Now you're laughing.

"I don't know."

Leila shakes her head again.

"I hadn't laughed for years, so I forgot how to laugh."

"But if you don't laugh, I don't know if the curse has been lifted."

King Amor said.

"The stone Nelson and Norrish brought home with their lives."

"Yes, I know a lot about that."

Leila's face had a spicy expression.

Though...

"Good night, King."

Norish raised his voice.

"If you hurry like that, the queen won't laugh."

Mmm-hmm.

When King Amor looked evil, he sat down again on the throne.

"Absolutely. I'm sorry, Leila."

"No, I'm sorry."

Leila lay her eyes down and Lilty laid her hands on her shoulders carefree.

The minister Pillman rushed in.

"King, King Amor. Thank you very much, thank you very much."

"What's all this noise?"

King Amor frowned.

"No, King Demigal is not here anymore."

"That's not true."

Pillman waved his arms.

King Demigal's party will be arriving soon.

"Stupid."

King Amor strikes the armrest of the throne.

"We just received a report of crossing the border yesterday. It'll take three days."

"Probably fly the horses."

Pillman grudgingly says.

He said, "Don't give us any time to prepare."

"What a despicable thing to do."

King Amor stood up.

"Me. Me and that hand."

The king usually distorts his calm face into anger.

"Prepare for the banquet. I don't have time, but don't get wet. Will it give King Demigal an excuse to fight?"

Haha

Pillman and Norish run away.

"Leila"

King Amor turned to the queen.

"Nelson and Norish did a great job. We'll do what we have to do."

"Yes"

Leila nods, but her expression hasn't changed yet.

As King Amor withdrew his footsteps roughly, Lilty took Leila's hand.

"Mother, it's okay. When it's time, I'll do it."

Thank you, Lilty.

Leila replied.

"But don't worry. I also understand my role."

And his eyes turned toward the other side of the table as if he were looking toward King Demigal, whom he had yet to see.

"Do what needs to be done for the people, what is the queen?"

Darken with Leila's monologue.