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

"No, that's why."

Ficke sharpened his mouth.

"Eston was telling me that Orasur took the torque, laughing slightly with three other aristocrats."

"When did that happen?"

Asked by Almark, Fiquet answers immediately.

Yesterday, maybe.

"You've been on Klan Island with Ain and the others since the morning."

Oh, I see.

Looking at Fiquet nodding with his face, Deg shook his head and looked at Almark.

"No, you don't understand, do you?"

"I agree with you, Fiquet."

Garaine nodded and looked up at Fiquet.

"I can't let you follow my memories before yesterday."

"What are you guys doing?"

Ficke pulled his face from the top of the bunk bed into the mood.

I'm not talking to you anymore.

"Ah, Fike."

As Almark tries to speak, Garain puts his hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry."

Garaine said with no expression.

"Ficke, you can't just keep quiet."

"Well, if that's what you say."

Almark nodded.

This is Garaine and Fiquet's room.

As expected, I was about to catch Fiquet sleeping boringly because of the rain and hear a story from Eston.

"Fike, I don't want to hear about it anymore. Can you tell me a little more about what you heard?"

When Almark called out, Fiquet made a face.

"I don't know what to tell you, but I didn't ask you anything big."

"So tell me about it."

Almark took control of Deg.

"Ficke's the only one I've ever heard."

That's how I looked up at Fiquet.

"Just tell me the truth."

"Even if you say so."

Fiquet looks unconfident.

"Well, Eston was the first one to see it, and he said something like that, and the one next to him heard it."

Ficke looked at Almark as he spoke.

"Who was that guy next door?"

"You know what?"

Deg snorts.

"Who are you talking to?"

I wonder who it was.

Fiquet raised her eyebrows.

Hmm.

"Fike, you can remember that later."

Almark set out a rescue ship.

"Now, let's start with the details."

"No, wait."

Fiquet closed her eyes with wrinkles between her eyebrows.

"I can't start thinking about that.Who the hell is that? "

"Nah."

Looking back at Fiquet, Deg looked back at Almark with a stunned face.

"You don't understand, do you?"

"It must be Fiquet's unique tempo."

Almark put his arms together.

"I'm sure Ain would know better."

"Talk to Ain about something."

Deg shrugs his shoulders.

"Torque's coming back."

Ain't you okay?

"No, it's not."

Deg said.

"Torque and Ain are bad friends.It's been a year. "

That's how I look at Garaine.

Ah.

Garaine nods.

"I don't like Ein, or I don't like torque."

I see.

Almark nodded. Almark doesn't know much about his relationship before he came, but sometimes he still shows his face like this.

In that case, Almark doesn't step too far.

"Speaking of three groups of noble students,"

Almark shouts at the top of the bed.

"All I can think of is Polois and Killieb."

"Kiribati"

Fiquet put out his face with his name in his mouth.

Killieve, I guess.

Kiribati's fine now.

Deg says he's in deep trouble.

"More importantly, I don't know what that Eston bastard said."

"Killieb is a small student who is always with Colen and Polois."

As Almark supplemented, Fiquet shouted.

"Ah, then it's not Kiribati!"

He frowned and looked at Almark.

"Kiribati is a good talker.He didn't talk that much. "

"You must be the one talking."

Murmur like Deg gave up.

"I don't care who you're dealing with."

"Zetskiv"

Ficke opened his eyes to Galaine's voice.

"Garaine, what?"

"Zetskiv"

Garaine said it again.

"The three groups of students you saw are Zetskiv."

"Yes, it's Zetskif!"

Fiquet shouted with a clear expression.

"It's Zetskif, Zetskif. Ah, it's refreshing."

That's my roommate.

Almark tapped Garaine on the shoulder.Garaine nods silently.

So, what's Zetskif saying?

That's what Almark said and looked up at Fiquet.

"I'm starting to remember."

Ficke laughs hard.

"When I passed by in the dorm hallway.Eston told Zetskiv.Speaking of which, I saw the torque in Orasur. "

"Yeah."

And Zetskiv said,

Ficke sticked out his mouth.

"Orasur? I don't think a child would ever go there."

Unfickle tone.Apparently he's trying to imitate the tone of Zetskif.

So, Eston...

When Almark asks, Fiquet pulls his jaw and creates a clear face.

"I just happened to want to pass.He was sandwiched by adults.It was really miserable. "

It seems that this time it was an imitation of Eston's tone.

What do you mean?

"That bastard."

Deg irritates his eyes.

"I'm the one who lost miserably to Nelson.Didn't you see the bravery of the Torque Martial Arts Competition?It's on the torque. "

Calm down, Deg.

Almark tapped Deg on the shoulder.

"Fiquet was the one who lost the torque in the martial arts tournament."

"Ah"

Deg finally noticed his face.

Fiquet's face disappears behind the bunk bed again.

"Fike, I'm sorry. That's not what I meant."

Deg apologized, and Fiquet burst out again.

"I can't remember. That poke hurt so much."

Yeah, I guess so.

Deg nods.

"We practiced and we almost threw up again and again."

"The torque match between you and me was very good."

Almark said.

"Either way, it wasn't weird."

Oh, wow.

Almark praises me and Fiquet's expression relaxes.

Sort of.

That's the end of Eston's story?

Ah.

Ficke nods.

"That's all I've heard."

Well, thank you.

Almark smiled at Fiquet.

I found it helpful.

Oh.

Fiquet waved with a smile.

"I don't know. Ask Ain whenever you need me."

"Yes, I will."

Almark nodded and went out of the room.

Deg and Garaine are coming with us.

"What are you gonna do, Almark?"

Deg asks.

"I don't know anything about that.Wait for Eston to return. "

"I don't know exactly where Orasur is."

Almark answered.

"I heard it was a felon prison.I don't know anything more. You guys too, right? "

Ah, ahh

Deg nods.

Well...

"That's why I'm going to ask someone who knows."

If it's a felon prison, it's where the royal family is deeply involved.So, what do you think you know?

"I'll ask Wendy.Visit the room. "

Almark said.

Wendy, the daughter of the Bar Herb family, one of the great aristocracy of the Galai kingdom, may have heard of it.

I see.

Deg nodded convincingly.

"That's Almark."

You're coming, too.

"No."

Deg shook his head.

"We'll be waiting in the room.Let me know when you know. "

Huh?

Almark blinks.

Aren't you coming?

"I'm worried about the torque, but it's not that wild."

Deg tapped Garaine on the shoulder.

"Nah."

Almark tilted his neck as he saw Garaine nodding.