Morgen is the son of a wooden dust in a village in the western part of the Kingdom of Galais, but wooden dust is not, of course, such a earnable job.
Morgen's house was also an environment that could never be wealthy, but it was decided that Morgen would be admitted to the Nork School of Magic, and that he would get some pensions from his lord to his house as a matter of honor.
Not enough money to not have to work, of course, but that made living at home a lot easier.
Thanks to this, my father was able to pick me up and return home last year and during the summer vacation.
My sister was born this year.
and Morgen.
"He's my second sister. I got a letter saying I have to earn some money for dinner, I have to take care of my sister, and my dad and mom can't pick me up this year."
I don't have a choice, but, hey, I shrug, but I still look lonely.
"If that's the case, well, sometimes we hang out. Neither do I have plans other than meditation training."
Almark pounded Morgen's shoulder, slapping him.
"What are you both talking about?
Wendy is the one who has joined the story. Look alternately at the faces of Almark and Morgen.
"Oh, talk about the summer vacation. Wendy 'll be home soon on her first day, won't she?
When Morgen says, Wendy snorts.
"Yeah. To Galentre's father and mother"
Wendy named the capital of the Kingdom of Galais.
"That, Galentre? Wasn't the Bar Herb family territory a little more north?
Almark asks. In the meantime, I just saw a map of the Kingdom of Galais in the library.
"Your father basically lives in the King's Capital now because he is also a minister in the kingdom. Deputies rule the territory."
"Heh."
It's about the clouds.
"Everyone else is going home, right?
and Morgen. Looks like we're still looking for company without giving up.
"I think so..."
"What about Wallis?
Almark thought of it and asked.
"Wallis?"
and Wendy raises an eyebrow.
"I've never heard of you... but I'm sure you're going home. The Mozvilles are on the western edge of Galais, so even if you use the White Horse Car on the King's Road, it'll take you nearly ten days just to get there."
Mozville.
Almark heard Wallis' last name for the first time now.
There was as much time as there was to ask anything else, but I was somewhat reluctant to hear it and it came to this day.
Wallis Mozville.
Almark remembered that he also saw the Mozville family territory on that map.
It is a house with a small territory in what may be termed a perimeter.
The personality probably doesn't extend far to the Wendy's Bar Herb family or the Torque's Seafay family.
That's surprising, Almark thought. I thought you were a much higher nobility.
"Oh, I knew it was just me and Almark who wouldn't go home. Fishing with Almark every day. Then I'm just bored."
Morgen has already decided on his own that the two of us will fish every day.
"Fishing? No, that's why I'm meditating..."
"What, does Almark stay on summer vacation, too?
Wendy asks, so Almark tells the same story he just did to Morgen.
"It is. Right, it's too far away.... Ah, then!
I slapped my hand like Wendy came up with something good. My eyes are shining brightly.
"Come to my house, both of you! Something you can go to in two days if you want to get to Galentor. Almark and Morgen alone can come, can't they?
"What, it's okay!?
Morgen rides himself out and makes his eyes shine.
"Yeah. I'm not at home all the time either, but maybe you can stay in our house for about ten days if you have a plan..."
"Wow, I did it. Almark, let's go. Absolutely. Let's go see Wendy."
I couldn't wait to sneeze out until Morgen finished listening to Wendy.
"No, that's why I'm training for meditation... Morgen, are you listening?
Almark calls out, but it hasn't reached Morgen's ears in a floating and excited state.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Was it annoying to Almark?
Instead, I made Wendy pay attention.
Grand aristocratic mansion serving as minister of a great nation called the Kingdom of Galais. It's the kind of place Almark's life has never been on edge with. Of course there's no way I don't want to go.
However, if it takes the reality and the balance that you can't use one of your initial sorceries at the stage where you've finished your third year of elementary school for months, you have to come to the conclusion that you don't have time to play like that.
Turtles only walk even.
"No, it's not annoying..."
Almark was about to say, Morgen bumped into me.
"What are you talking about, let's go, Almark. Meditation can do as much as you want on the way. I can't go to Galentre alone. [M] Please, let's go together."
"Oh, you don't have to, Almark. Because it's just a thought of me."
Wendy waves in a hurry, but a slightly lonely look mixes in his face. Almark is vulnerable to that look.
The Dean of the College also said that he values the time he spends with his peers… and only conveniently recalls the words of the Eurolog at these times.
"No, I didn't say you weren't going, Wendy. I'm just trying to tell you that the 10th is just annoying, so I'm gonna go home in half that five days."
Wendy's face glistened all over the word, and Morgen's cry - sounded all over the classroom.