"Voice Hunting"
Zap murmured.
"That's true, use the wind."
"Yes."
Almark nodded.
"Pick up distant voices in the wind and bring them here."
"Wow."
Zap watches.
Can you do it?
"It's going to work in practice."
Almark closed his eyes as he said so.
"I don't know if it's real, but I've never used it like this before."
Concentrate and practice your magic.
Is it because I slept well for the first time yesterday? I have a feeling that my heart or magic is clearer than it was yesterday.
"Please, Almark."
Zap said.
"Your magic is all I can count on."
Only my magic depends. [M]
I've often relied on the sword's arm, and maybe I've never relied on magic before.
Almark was aroused by Zap's words.
Leave it to me.
As you say so, you create a sphere of wind with your refined magic.
All right, just fly this over to Fita and hunt the voices.
Release the newly created sphere of wind.
At that moment.
Kia
Fita held her hair by her hand and screamed.
Another girl accidentally closed her eyes and hugged Fita.
A sudden strong wind shook the branches of the trees above their heads with a loud sound.
"That."
Almark twisted his neck.
The sphere of wind came loose and the sudden wind stopped.
"What, the current storm?"
Pheta said that out loud and blinked her eyes.
"Surprised."
The girl next door nodded while holding Fita's arm.
"Almark"
Zap grabs Almark's shoulder.
"What are you doing? Don't say magic to surprise Fita and raise her voice."
"Sorry."
Almark leaned his neck.
"That's funny."
The magic was supposed to be good.
"Isn't that too much magic?"
"I was going to do it as I was practicing."
Answer that and check the magic procedure again.
As we practiced, as usual.
At that time, Almark unexpectedly remembered the words of Ilmis.
"You hate to put too much magic into it."
Words in reviews after failing to perform in a play.
Is that so?
I didn't mean to do that myself, but I wonder if the magic was too great.
"I'll try again."
Are you okay?
Zap seems anxious.
"Don't let Fita hurt you."
"Yeah, I don't think so...."
Almark created a sphere of wind with more magic than usual.
Let it go gently.
This time it looks good.
The invisible sphere of wind gently starts to circle around the two girls as they fly quietly.
"All right....."
The difficulty with this magic is that it doesn't end with the wind.
After letting the sphere of wind pick up all the words, you must keep them from spilling back to yourself.
Almark carefully returned to them after turning the sphere of wind for a while.
I'll be right back.
Almark whispers to Zap.
"Yeah.... ah"
Zap put his hand on his ear.
I can hear you. It's Fita's voice.
Almark's balls of wind certainly gathered the voices of the two girls and returned.
So...... but......
"... what...?"
However, the noise is loud and the two voices at heart are not very clear.
I can't hear you.
Zap looks like he's in trouble.
"I think I'm going to hear it."
"It's okay."
Almark nodded.
"Now I've got the trick."
That's how I close my eyes again.
The noise was high because the wind itself was strong.
I tried to hold it down a lot, but the magic was still too strong.
I deceived you because it's outdoors, but if this kind of wind blows indoors, everyone will probably think it's unnatural.
With that in mind, even though people came and went frequently, Almark can see the magnificence of Morgan, who used this magic many times in an indoor tavern and nobody noticed.
I've been telling you since then that I don't like the magic of the wind, but Morgan is still a real strong man.
All right. I'll take a look at Morgan, too.
Almark carefully practises his magic.
Small amount, but delicate.
Almark gently flies the small wind sphere that he creates.
It's not one.
Four in all.
Make a time difference and fly it forward.
By the time the fourth sphere reached Fita's, the first sphere had gathered its voice and returned.
The sphere of wind loosens and a voice spills from inside.
Hey, tell me more.
It's not Fita, it's another girl's voice.
"I want to hear more."
Still want to hear it? I really want to know, Michelle. "
Michelle!
Zap speaks up.
"I remember. Sure, she was in the same class as Fita last year."
But Almark can't afford to answer that.
The remaining three wind spheres are being manipulated in a focused manner.
But it's over now.
Pheta's troubled voice.
Remember that.
I heard a sweet voice from Michelle.
"Please."
But since I've been talking about it all yesterday, I really am.
Does anything matter? It's really just a little thing. "
Michelle's voice is slightly more tangible.
I want to know. About Zap. "
Huh?
Zap opens his eyes.
"What? Huh? Wait a minute."
Zap wandered.
"Eh, Michelle thinks about me, huh?
Looking back at Almark in a hurry.
Well, what do you mean?
But Almark was focused on magic, and he didn't listen to the conversation.
"Two more balls of wind are coming back."
Almark said with complete indifference to Zap's cowardice.
"I know how to do it. After all, one practice is better than a hundred exercises. I flew three more, so I'm sure I can hear it more clearly."
"No, Almark, it's not."
Zap waves.
"Wait a minute. I can't keep up with my head."
There came back another ball of wind.
"Hey, did you remember anything? About Zap."
Hmm......
I'll teach Fita more too. About him. "
"Hey, who is he?"
Zap's voice is blurred.
I want to know that, too.
And Fita's voice.
I wonder what Zap is talking about... and what else is there. I haven't talked to her very well lately. "
"I haven't spoken properly lately...."
Zap nodded.
There comes another sphere of wind.
"Come on, you'll hear it very clearly."
Almark's chest tightened.
"How's it going? I can do it, too."
"No, Almark."
Zap saw Almark with tearful eyes.
"I'm sorry, please stop."