Early the next morning.
There are no classes starting today.
Normally time to head to the school building.
Almark was walking around the garden hanging out.
Looking up at the sky, I remember the magical fireworks that colored the night sky on the last day of the exam.
I remembered that fireworks again after it got bright, and something new was about to sprout in Almark.
That was going to take a clear form, not quite, when Almark gave up and tried to go back to the dorm.
I noticed a shadow walking from the dorm.
"Leila."
Almark speaks up.
Leila, with a large leather bag and a small cloth bag, was about to walk in early.
Notice Almark and obviously frown.
"What are you doing here?"
"Take a little walk. Leila's leaving now."
"Sort of."
"What's your pick up?
"They're keeping the people at home waiting at the harbor."
As I say, it passes too far beside Almark.
"Be careful."
When Almark spoke that way, he nodded softly to the extent that he was sorry.
Leila walked away towards the main gate without ever looking back as she was.
The Kugan family, Leila's home, seems to be a famous family that produces ministers in the Logosha kingdom of Nakahara.
Most importantly, a country called the Kingdom of Logosha itself is like a branch of the kingdom of Foretta, which is a great power, and it seems a lot more politically complicated, but the circumstances around it are not well understood by Almark, and I am not very interested in it.
But the word Leila used to say, "I don't have time," and she's going home as noble as she is today but as if avoiding people.
Almark also found out that Layla definitely had some complicated circumstances as well.
As the sun rose high, many adults continued to creep through the main entrance into the school. Guys, go through the garden for student dormitories.
Even the students can't wait quietly in the dorm, they pick up to the main entrance, they wander outside the gardens and dormitories and wait, they vary.
Almark looked at the situation from his own window with interest.
Well, as Morgen and Nelson said, it's certainly a spectacular view.
If the conditions of the students to be welcomed vary, so do the outfits of the adults to come.
How aristocratic deacons men and servant-style men and women.
Is it a merchant, a man and woman of wealthy stature?
Some peasants and bumpy men would have worn the best outfits.
Some of them are brightly colored rare ethnic costume men you won't see first around here.
Those are the clothes of the people of Brochia, much west of the Foretta kingdom in the Middle Plains. Heh, Almark wondered if some students were coming from that far away.
There's Eldo.
My parents have already arrived and Eldo is happily jumping around the two of them.
The figure is the child itself, everywhere normal, and it is not very linked to the way he always preaches to Almark from above.
Glad you could help Eldo, I guess.
Of course I hadn't even thought about my hair from the start, such as going home on vacation, but my chest shuddered at Eldo's delightful appearance.
Like other children's parents, if their father comes to pick them up. Almark imagines.
Black Wolf Cavalry Commander “Black Wolf” One arm of Jerus, “Shadow Fang” Raise.
When I go to negotiate with the contractor on behalf of the team leader. When heading for a compromise with another mercenary regiment. When coming for a ride with the Ace of an enemy mercenary regiment.
Almark's memorable father Raise's outfit was always dull, blackening metal armor.
"I shouldn't have worn armor, it's too late for that when I thought of it"
That was my father's theory. Never be alarmed at any time. Always prepare for the worst.
But that won't be all.
There was majesty in the figure of my father in pitch-black armor. There was a silent intimidation that mercenaries, though not allowed to be treated without.
I guess that was indispensable in conducting tough negotiations.
Almark was very proud of his father's appearance in his child's heart.
Nevertheless, if there were an occasion like today, even if it were for our parents and children, our father would not come to pick us up wearing armor.
So what are you wearing?
Even so, Almark can't really think of a father other than armor.
During another six years of college life, if my father had come.
Almark thought.
I guess that's when Almark will know the answer for the first time.