Almark is only a nine-year-old kid, even though he has experience in action in the mercenary corps.
The solo journey on the northern lands was unimaginably harsh.
Besides, the season was about to pass autumn and winter.
Hunger and cold, demons, and rough hearted humans. All things were enemies of Almark.
He has lost his life many times, and each time he has been stripped of his predicament by his child's away sword moves and strong luck.
Sometimes he was put into a moving mercenary regiment, sometimes acting with traveling warriors and magicians.
The odds of being betrayed by those people he relied on were more than 80%.
In doing so, feeling painful and wounded in his heart, Almark learned how to distinguish between a person he could trust and a person he could not.
By the time we crossed the Menover Strait separating the northern part of the continent from the Middle Plains, the season was in spring.
Almark managed to survive the harshest winters in the north.
During this arduous journey, Almark's five senses were sharpened and he learned a lot of skills to survive.
Nakahara is a long and rich land of war.
That gave me my first fresh feeling of being born there for Almark.
People who live without any doubts about their daily unchanged lives. A life where you don't have to worry about what you eat that day.
Almark looked at them in wonder.
And people were nice to Almark for the journey.
For the people of Nakahara, the boy, who was only nine years old and had traveled alone from the north, was just nothing but a superman.
On his journey in the Middle Plains, Almark learned about the pleasure of the journey for the first time and touched the kindness of the people. And I learned about the richness of countries without war.
The season had passed from the spring to the summer at the age of ten and plugged into autumn.
By the time we reached the southern part of the continent, the road bank had run out.
Almark continued his journey looking like a beggar.
The season was in winter, but there was nothing like winter in the south for him as he crossed the northern winter.
Doing wild boarding every day, looking out at the starry sky, Almark learned how to dialogue with himself.
The season has come and Almark's 11-year-old spring has arrived.
The island of Norc was right there, separating the sea, but he worked in the harbor for a month to earn his fare.
When it was over, two years behind his promise to Eurolog, Almark arrived at the Norc School of Magic.