"What a surprise."
Almark said, carefully gauging his time with Gizalte.
"Funny or boring."
Slowly turn to the right and call out.
"I thought you were someone who wouldn't bring that into battle."
I'll tell you what.
Gizalte laughed.
"I don't want to bring it in, either."
Gizalte shook her sword from the bottom.It sounds as if the air would be ripped apart.
"But there's nothing I can do but kill you.Then you'll have no choice but to have fun. "
"There's nothing you can do but kill me."
Almark frowned.
"If you kill me, will you be free?"
Just disappear.
Gizalte said.
"Give me your old dirt."
Well then...
But I have to kill you.
"Why?"
Almark moves with a twist while practicing his magic.
"If you kill me, you'll disappear. If you don't kill me, you'll be there forever."
It's planted.
Gizarte tapped his temples.
"I have to kill you."
I didn't ask anyone.It was up to the magician who created this trap.
"A man like you."
Almark said.
"It's hard to watch dark magicians manipulate you as they please."
"It doesn't resonate. I don't have that kind of story."
Gizalte distorts the mouth.
"I am the man who has done so much."
That said, I pulled in a smile.
"That's why I don't want to spend my time with a wizard kid.At the very least, you can hit each other with your sword. "
"I'm not a sorcerer."
Almark answers.
I'm a magician.
To the answer, Gizarte sighed with astonishment.
You must be playing magician.
Speak in a cold voice and look at Almark.
Then die like a magician.
Gizalte came forward without saying it was over.
At that time, Almark was already practicing his magic.
It was at the same time that Almark threw out his wand and Gizalte threw his body on the floor.
The deck floorboards bounced and flew, but Gizalte got up quickly and started running.
That speed is quite different from the two of you.
However, Almark had planted a thunderbolt between Gizalte and himself.
Wherever you want. Stepping on lightning and jumping your neck where your body is stiff.
Load the wand with magic for wind cutting while watching Gizalte move.
However, Gizalte jumped right in front of Almark's destination.
"I can see."
Gizalte, who landed, threw up with mockery.
"Glittering, glittering, moving your eyes.I can't wait to see that craftsmanship. "
"Ku"
Almark turned his back.
I wonder if you've spotted our trap with just a few eye movements.
It was incredible, but in fact Gizalte jumped gently over the place where the magic of thunder was planted and approached Almark.
Distanced, Almark waves his wand and releases countless air rounds.A herd of air bombs that cover all the space in front of Gizalte.
Stop. Stop.
But at that moment Gizalte was half-bodied.Put your sword in front of you and almost wipe out the part that exposes it to Almark, and you stick it in the air bullet with the same momentum.
Gizalte was not afraid when several small air bullets hit him.Instead, I even had a cynical smile on my mouth.
It won't stop.
Nevertheless, Almark threw the prepared wind-cutting technique at Gizarte.
Gizalte doesn't even slow down running and avoids it.
Last leg.
That speed was the culmination of Gizalte.
Gizalte captures Almark in her own time.
Here it is.
Almark ate his teeth.
I knew my magic couldn't stop Gizalte.
So I was betting on this blow.
Gizalte's arm roars.
A sharp knife that won't cut Almark apart.Almark barely took it with Mars' wand.
At that moment, intense sparks scattered.
Almark was stocking it up.Mars' wand itself was the object of a massive thunderbolt.
A powerful electric shock from the cane penetrates Gizalte's body.
Gizalte opened her eyes and became stiff.
Now.
At this distance, it was faster to hit the cane directly.
Almark tries to hit Gizalte's neck with a special blow.
But I realized at that moment.
Gizalte's eyes have not yet lost the light.
I don't think so.
Get down quickly.
Blood splashes. Almark flew desperately to dodge the second blade.
He was shallowly slashed from shoulder to chest.
If I'd been hitting you like this, I'd be pretty sure you'd have been fatally wounded.
"No way."
Almark grabbed his shoulders and groaned further.
The electric shock did penetrate Gizalte's body.
"I can't believe I can move."
I told you.
Gizalte smiled incredibly as she raised a burning smoke from her body.
"It's what you think. It's the outlook."
Hold on, take a step forward.
Does your leg move?
Unbelievable, Almark kept an eye on him.
"When I know you're coming, I can put up with most things."
Gizalte's body grows bigger and bigger.
A blow to the ground.
Almark couldn't take a quick blow.
Even if it was a magical instrument close to a legend, the wand was still a wand.It's not a sword. Failed to parry the shock.
While dyeing the deck red with blood, Almark rolled.
Strong.
I knew that.But stronger than that.
You chose the magician.
Gizalte said.
"Take the trouble to make yourself weak."
Almark managed to avoid the next blow he chased by rolling down the floor.
But that was the limit.
Gizalte was not a sweet opponent to miss.
"I couldn't choose a mercenary. You're a loser."
Gizarte shook his sword.
I couldn't afford to pretend anymore.
Almark knew it wasn't a slash that he could take with Mars' wand.
Am I wrong? [M]
Heartbreaking despair.
Was it my mistake to choose a magician? [M]
Then should I have fought with a sword from the beginning?
It is not because of the strength of a pure sword that we won the winter mansion.Almark himself knew best that he wasn't the only one who could win.
Die.
Almark understands.
I'm gonna die.
Don't listen to lies.
My voice came back to life unexpectedly.
Whose voice is that? Soon after thinking, another voice leaps over your brain like light.
Survival. Prioritize it above all else.You can put everything else behind you.
The words my father used to call Almark on his first battlefield.
A hard object touched Almark's hand crawling on the floor.
For you.
Gizalte stepped in with the momentum of just stepping through the deck.
Shoot Almark on the floor with a stunning knife.
There's no obligation to choose.
The sharp sound of metal colliding with metal ripped the night air apart.
"Hey."
Gizalte distorts the mouth.
What the hell are you holding on to?
It was Almark's sword that captured Gizalte's sword.
It was a sword thrown from Gizalte and thrown away by Almark who refused to pick it up.
Jesus, I thought you were a magician.
Gizalte laughed.
"Why did you throw away your staff?"
Mars' wand rolling on the floor.I didn't even know why.
"He's halfway there."
Gizarte waves his sword.
Another blow.
Almark's sword took it firmly.
The blade glides under Gizarte's sword with a squeaky sound.
"Chi."
Gizalte withdrew in the disturbing movement.
Keep your distance and laugh low as you see Almark rise slowly.
"Hey, liar boy."
Gizalte said.
"Are you crying?"
You were right. Tears were spreading through Almark's cheeks.
"Looks like it."
Almark nodded.
Tears come out.
That's how you slowly hold your sword.
"To your strength."
The unmistakable strength of Gizalte.As a human being in the same north, I can't even remember being touched.
"To my weakness."
In magic, I couldn't win.I let go of my wand to survive.
And then...
I didn't think so myself.
I took Gizalte's sword with my own.That's the only thing that makes your chest tremble so much.
I didn't know the sword was so deeply attached to my soul.
I'll use the sword.
Almark said.
"I still have work to do.We can't die here. "