Suddenly, after three visits, Norish turned his face bright red and many times, embarrassed, in a row.
"All three of you heard my chatter? I'm so embarrassed already! Forget it!"
"Forgotten, this one bothered me so much that I couldn't sleep at night!
and Nelson.
"Ask yourself, don't bother yourself!
"If you hear a mysterious voice like that, if you're a man, go ask anyone! Except for Morgen!
Nelson speaks of unscrupulous things. Well, well, and Almark and Wendy get in between.
"Norish, I knew you were good at wind magic..."
Wendy pushes Nelson away with her shoulders and speaks out.
"No way, I can't believe the wind newsletter technique can be used anymore... magic learned in the middle part, right? It's amazing."
"I'm still practicing, so I'm not stable."
Norish doesn't seem to be as full of praise as Wendy either.
The art of wind newsletters is the magic of delivering words on the wind to distant opponents. It takes time, but a good operator can deliver a message of flesh and voice across the ocean as well.
That sounds like a great and convenient magic, but this is the magic that sends the wind against the place where the other person would be, so if that other person wasn't in that place when the wind arrived, the word wouldn't arrive. It's a tricky magic to use.
"So, why were you so chatty in the maze with the art of wind newsletters?"
and Nelson faces out from Wendy's side and says things that are likely to hinder Norish's mind again.
"What a chat!
Promise, Norish gets hooked on the word.
"For now, what I heard in the garden was a shabby chat!
"Yame-na-ya"
Wendy pushes Nelson back again.
"But why did you give Lord Boluk a wind call on his stone statue?
When Almark asks from behind the two, Norish lays down his face embarrassed.
"Nothing... especially profound meaning..."
"You're lying!
"Yame-na-ya"
"There seems to be some kind of explanation. It's okay if you don't want to talk about it."
said Almark.
"But it's not like I heard your wind news... Norish, the way you talk... right, I'm not sure because I've never met you"
Wendy looks back at Almark. Nelson's face is, what did he say?
"Your voice is kind and very friendly... yeah. You sound like you're talking to your grandfather."
To Almark's words, Norish is much more breathtaking.
To that reaction, Nelson peels his eyes off.
"No way, Norish, you... were Sir Boruk's grandson"
"Stupid, no!
Save Nelson a drink, and Norish turns to Almark.
"That's Almark. Outlook for everything."
"No, it's just a feeling."
"Hey, do you have time to go to the garden again? Let's talk over there."
Norish smiled unexpectedly.