The scene changes.
It's a banquet.
The richness of the kingdom of Gabel was unparalleled in luxury to the mulboard.
King Amor invited King Demigal, and the feast began.
Now, this play is almost over.
While playing King Demigal as he practiced, Torque thought.
I stirred it up, Leila came out, and Lilty sang.
I'll just stare at Leila's smile and accompany Lilty.
So this play, which I've been practicing for a long time, is over.
"Amazing, King Amor."
King Demigal says.
"What a luxury. A rich country, the Kingdom of Gabel."
While saying that to King Amor, Torque thinks of something else in his head.
I hate it, I hate it.
This banquet is for him.
It was probably when I was four or so years old that I first went to dinner with nobles.
Torque barely remembers what happened there.
Just being the youngest son of the Siefei family, a lot of adults praised me.
Children older than themselves called out their names and invited them to play with them.
I remember that.
That's when I learned the torque.
This is what I am.
I want to live this kind of life.
I understood it with my skin, not with reason.
With pride in being part of the Seafay family.
But everything was different at the next banquet.
It was just after the torque was decided to come to this academy.
It was obvious that it was different.
Torque was after my eldest brother Bullster, nearly twenty years old, was tied to prison in connection with a plan to defeat the King.
Why was the Siefei family not destroyed in the case where many of the noble houses involved were destroyed?
I still don't know the real reason for the torque I didn't hear the details about.
Even though the bluesters attracted a lot of people with their elegant appearance and brilliance, they are still young people in their twenties. Was it simply because I gave my name to the plan?
Or did you try not to destroy the House of Seafay deliberately, but to show its miserable servants as a gesture to other nobles?
King Galai's thoughts can only be extrapolated.
Either way, if you look back on the treatment you received at the banquet that you were then forced to attend, the torque body still gets hot with anger.
Well, I am.
That's when the torque came to mind.
Did you let me live for this?
To show the world the price of my eldest brother's foolishness.
Is that my life?
The torque was baked into my eyes. I soaked it in my ear. Eyes that scorn themselves. Voice.
Will my future life be filled with this voice?
Never forget that despair and remorse.
And to make it your strength.
The father, who lost his proud eldest son, was no longer but a poor old man who could only survive the king's mercy.
It was the same for other brothers and sisters besides torque.
The Siefei family fell from that position and lost most of the territory to inherit.
"Torque. If you want, I'll give you a house like this."
One night, torque struck the bottle of liquor into his second brother's head as he exhaled his stinking breath of liquor.
The torque was released to my second brother, who was sprayed with blood and struggling on the floor.
"Oh, if you don't want it, I'll take it."
"You're going to Nork Magic Academy."
My second brother screamed.
"I'm sure you'll find other noble ladies there and enter the house."
"Who would do such a bitch?"
Torque shook up the bottle again, but this time he was beaten to death in the cheek.
The torque screamed as he rolled to the floor and covered his mouth with blood.
"Father, brother, sister, are all cowards. I'm not throwing it away. This house, this name."
Don't be ridiculous.
Tears appeared in my second brother's eyes.
"As long as you are a Siefei, you have no future. Don't be shy. Don't dream in vain. You must become a sorcerer. It's for you."
Ugh, I thought the torque.
Losers drink while they cry in silence. Damn it.
Magic talent.
Whatever it is, it doesn't matter.
Take this academy as a stepping stone.
First of all, become a first-class sorcerer without anyone complaining.
A magician like that who can't imitate me like anyone else.
Even if you knew I was a Siefei, you wouldn't be able to say anything.
That is the source of the strong will of the torque.
Civilian students studying at the same college were a real obstacle.
As soon as the Siefei family found out that it was going down, the servants fled first, fearing that the disaster would reach them.
Until yesterday, they were lifting themselves up with the little one, leaving without looking at each other.
Sneaking away household goods.
Looking at his back, he thought of the torque.
If you want to run, you can run.
Because you are nothing.
You can be hired by another nobleman and work as if nothing had happened.
All you have to do is live a life that is nothing.
But I'm not like you.
I'm Torque Seafay.
A man with a family name who can't escape even if he wants to.
Looking at his classmates from the civilian population, he remembered their back, which ran away sneaking away.
In fact, they also looked at the faces of students from nobility, including torque.
Classroom efforts also seemed a little sweet to the torque eye.
You're running again, aren't you?
Torque always asked them that in his heart.
If it gets worse, you're gonna run away again, right?
Nothing. You can go anywhere safe and live under false pretenses.
So don't hang around in front of me.
Don't disturb my nobility.
Oh, you remind me of something I don't like.
The torque was tongued inside.
When he spoke to King Amor, he saw Almark standing on his sleeve.
Since he came.
I went crazy.
Strange guy who came from the end of the north two years late.
The walls of nobility and civilians, which are common sense and implicit understanding in the south and the middle.
It behaves as if it were just a difference in place of birth, and the fact that it slightly crosses the wall, the heretic.
It was uncomfortable and creepy to the torque that the others were gradually impressed by it.
I admit his strength.
He certainly has talent.
But I won't be pulled by him.
"Mulboard."
King Demigal said.
"There is no such abundance of products."
Yes, it is.
I am Demigal the Mulboard King.
Curime's face is quiet and he looks at people very carefully.
Live on a mulboard and envy the land of Gabel.
He has only poor talents and is jealous of his blessed talents.
Jealous? Oh, jealous.
Almark's, Wallis', Wendy's, Rosphilia's, their blessed talents.
But at the same time, I think so.
You can run.
All you have to do is shine that talent and run ahead.
But one day I'll fall.
Like my eldest brother's bluster.
I'll do it then.
Step by step, I keep walking, it's time to get past you.
"Is Queen Leila still alive?"
King Amor nods to the manifest demands of King Demigal, who has finally begun to hide his aim.
Please wait a moment.
"A little now, a little now."
King Demigal raised his voice.
"Repeat the same thing from earlier."
Say that and spread your arms out in exaggeration.
"Apparently, the flow of time in this country is different from ours."
"A while now."
King Amor repeats in agony.
"I've been waiting a long time."
King Demigal said.
"Is Queen Leila here?"
Yeah, that's right.
It's Leila.
Think about the torque.
King Demigal in himself acts unconsciously in the middle of the day.
Is that good or bad?
From now on, all the boring extraneous things come out of my head.
It's not long since I joined this college.
There was a rumor that there was a cute but scary woman.
That was Leila.
I knew the torque at first glance.
Hah, this guy's just like me.
I walked through the gates of the Academy in order to do something with my own strength, despite the circumstances of the house, which I could not do with my own strength.
That's the kind of person.
Such a thing happened as soon as I saw it in my eyes.
The roots were similar to torque, but the way Leila did it and how she prided herself was different from torque.
He always desperately strengthens his beautiful, neat face, three steps ahead of the others. Five steps ahead.
Always irritated by something, blessed with talent, as if being chased by something.
That's not how the torque works.
That's how Brother Brustar does it.
That's why I'm scratching your feet.
At the martial arts tournament, you become unconscious to Rosphilia.
And then one of you eats your teeth again.
Then it's the same thing over and over again.
I don't fly two or three steps.
Gather strength. One by one, carefully.
Because I know the lack of my talents.
"Queen Leila is not coming!
It was finally when King Demigal stood up and shouted.
Stairs set up for this purpose with sleeves on the edge of the stage.
It's less than ten feet tall, but it's a masterpiece that Morgan worked so hard with Al Mark and the others.
Leila slowly came down the stairs.
Look at Leila's smile and let me see her face, and this scene is over.
King Demigal saw you like he noticed Leila's footsteps.
Leila goes down the stairs one step at a time, making a hard sound.
I found the audience breathing.
Torque looked up at Leila.
Damn you.
Torque threw up in my heart.
If it wasn't for the play, I'd be spitting on the floor.
A heart that desperately carried a load, inspired itself, and stretched to the point where it was about to break.
Without trying to hide it, Leila was always intimidating the surroundings.
Leila, who I've been seeing for two years, has always been.
I thought it would break eventually.
Heart or body. One of them won't be able to keep it, and it will break smoothly.
That's your limit.
Torque looked calmly at Leila with the feeling of looking at herself who had made another choice.
It's Al Mark.
When you name it, you really feel like you've swallowed something strange by mistake.
It's him, Morgan. Nelson. Wendy.
Everyone has changed.
Leila looks at King Demigal's face and smiles.
A beautiful smile with no clouds.
For a moment, Almark's back floated behind the torque.
When he chased Jalanon in the woods, he ran far in front of the torque.
Again.
Can I see this again?
Torque forgot to act.
I couldn't help but stare at it.
Yeah, he's the only one with fast feet. Always this guy too.
The torque bit my lips.
Leila.
You.
Fuck you.
Leila, you.
Can you laugh with that face?
Tears appeared on the torque's cheeks.
Queen Leila's beautiful smile slowly descends the stairs.
Looking at it, King Demigal stood up and wept.