The story of the son of the mercenary in the north enrolling in the magic school in the south

From the next day, Almark was always behind his father Raise in battle.

Raise, who used to always lead a separate task force of the Black Wolf Cavalry and bombarded the name of the Black Wolf's “Shadow Fang”, now leaves the task to other executives, and often leads the team's avant-garde.

Walking is different from the basic detachment, and horseback riding is the main battalion's vanguard.

It was my first horse ride to the battlefield, but Almark adapted well.

As promised, Almark never left before Raise from that day on.

Rather, he seemed to enjoy waving his sword behind Raise's back.

"For the time being, I'll be relieved to chase your ass."

That's what Jerus said and laughed.

Become a sorcerer.

That's what my father told me, but it was painful for Almark.

Magician.

It is the name of those who hide behind warriors and use some mysterious technique on the battlefield.

It was Morgard who said that martial arts were not equal and that it was impossible to cut them if they were packed with distance.

My father tells Almark to go far south to become such a thing.

Unable to understand it, Almark practiced his sword desperately.

Because I wanted to go out on the battlefield and show where I could fight as a mercenary.

Luckily, when he went to battle, my father called Almark from time to time to teach him how to calculate and read and write, and he said you'd become a magician.

In order not to let a magician do it, we have to show our strength.

You can do it as a mercenary.

That's why Almark brushed his sword's arm desperately.

On the battlefield, I followed the commander's instructions faithfully and tried to show him where I could do it as a member of my unit.

It was around this time that Almark praised the calm Morgard as a great thing.

But then...

It was when I crossed the great river of Quadrad.

Almark and the others encountered a dragon.

A giant dragon that makes the scale shine in seven colors on the water and bounces like a dance.

In contrast to Almark, who was overwhelmed by its beauty, Garba of the same age said innocently that I wanted to hunt the dragon.

My father laughed at Garba's words.

It broke Almark's heart.

Garba can think the same way as his father.

But I can't.

I thought so.

Magician.

I felt the words approaching my back.

You just didn't obey the Commander's orders.

Almark thought.

We need to show more power.

It involves first jumping into the enemy line and attacking the famous warrior.

My father would have to admit that he was the leader of a warrior known in the North.

Since then, Almark's first battle has begun with Gaddle and other executives eyebrowing.

You're calming down.

One night.

Commander Jerus told Raise.

Winter was still ahead, but it was a strangely cold night.

Gerus wets his lips with a grain liquor to warm his body, pointing the mouth of the bottle at Raise.

I knew you'd listen to your father.

Raise shook his head saying, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Still, I've been out there before, and I'm so nervous.

"Mercenaries are like that."

Jerus smiles bitterly.

"I'm always trying to get my hands on you, and my eyes are bloody running."

That's true.

Looking at Raise's expression, Jerus laughed.

"Because you don't want him to be a mercenary.That's why I don't recognize him. I'm looking for a reason. "

Raise shakes her head.

"That's not what I meant."

But the words were powerless.

It was on the battlefield one day.

Raise, who stood at the forefront as usual and ran into the enemy forces, shook his sword and shouted at Almark.

Tell me if there's one with a red shoulder strap.

"Napakari from Zhu Tian."

Almark answered.

Oh.

Raise answers without looking back.

Yeah, that's him.

Almark shouted behind Raise as he was crossing the enemy fiercely.

Dad, it's a red shoulder strap.

Raise runs her eyes forward into the words.

A long time later, I did see a glittering red shoulder rest.

He's probably fighting his enemies, but he's watching.

Raise loosened her mouth.

Point the horse in the visible direction of the red shoulder rest.

Ace is the spiritual pillar of the unit.If we do that, most of the troops will disintegrate at once.

But Napakari was also aware of Raise's intentions.

Napakari suddenly jumped out of the side of Raise as he ran through his allies to make a big detour.

Napakari shook out his sword like he was poking at Raise's flank.

Raise, who always thought Napakari was ahead, was completely surprised and delayed.

"Chi."

I can't help it. Hit the armor and cut it next.

A dagger was stretched out in front of Raise, ready to do so.

It was Almark.

Almark, who had received a heavy blow from Napakari, fell off the horse overwhelmingly.

In the meantime, Raise was in good shape.

"Stay there!"

As he screamed at Almark, Raise struck his horse at the Napakari horse.

At the same time, Napakari's complexion changed after receiving the shaken slash.

Another blow from the same direction.

Napakari's body swayed.

More shook and hit. The blow broke Napakari's body with every sword he received.

"Warrior Napakari, it was Warrior Raise who attacked you."

Left behind, Raise returned the horse's head.

"Dad."

His proud son looked up at Raise.

Thank God, Almark.

Raise said.

"Get on the horse now. The battle is not over."

Almark nods and jumps on his horse.

"Come on."

Raise reached out to his son.

Arrange next to me.

"Yeah."

Almark advanced the horse with his eyes shining.

"I didn't even see the Napakari move, but he saw it."

That night.

Raise loosened her cheeks and told Morgard.

He knew Napakari was coming into my flank.

That's a gift.

Morgard said quietly.

"I know your son is full of talent."

That's how you point your thin eyes at Raise.

So you're gonna make him a mercenary like this?

The words stretched Raise's face.

"No."

Raise shakes her head.

I can't do that.

But the expression was distorted in pain.

Not yet.

Morgard said.

"I know how you feel.I forgot to see the woman I love.I don't want to let go. Not to mention that talent.As a mercenary, you can do enough. "

However, and Morgard slightly strengthened their usual cool tone.

"Raise, halfway through is the worst.I would if I were a mercenary. I won't if I don't.Let's make it clear for ourselves. "

Ah.

Raise exhaled.

"I know. I know. I know."

Morgard looked at Raise's face for a while and said it was a sleigh.

"You can't wait on the battlefield.You know that, too.If you keep slipping, you'll never get it back. "

Raise put her arms together and shut up.There came Jerus.

Did you hear about the scout?

Jerus was in a good mood.

Hey, Garrett, check it out.

Morgard reacted to the words.

Garrett, the Heavy Mercenaries. It's a mess. "

"Say there's no shortage for the other party.I'm just getting tired of all the fish around here. "

Gerus laughs.

"Nah, Raise."

Ah.

Raise nodded.

"I can't do it without tightening it up."

And then I look at Morgard.

"Yes, you're right."

As Morgard raised one eyebrow, Raise quietly said.

"You can't wait on the battlefield."