To settle in a flash of offense, in a martial arts field, the blurring could hardly fit.
The Norish and Lilties, who were at the head of the audience, were hugging and cheering, and I guess Wendy's dramatic victory, which was clearly unfavourable from the looks of it, attracted the audience's excitement.
Almark simply thought so.
But apparently, it wasn't that simple.
Until he heard Reido whine, Almark didn't realize that.
"I wonder how much you like the current game."
"Huh?"
Reido looked surprised as Almark looked back at what he had heard.
"Well, didn't Almark notice?"
"Almark only sees Wendy."
Nelson shakes his head.
"What?
"I stood up and applauded you."
Reido looks up at the top of the audience.
Almarked and look at you too.
Top of the VIP Seat.
There was King Wolf Prince sitting in his hood deep.
"Prince Wolfe?
"Yeah."
Reido nods.
"At the moment Wendy decides to win. Until just now, I was just going to applaud you a little after the game."
"Well, get up and applaud on purpose."
Now, Prince Wolfe was already sitting as if nothing had happened, but apparently about half of the yawning in the guest seat was a surprise to Prince Wang for this reaction.
"Did you see my face?"
"No, unfortunately"
Reido shakes his head.
"Right..."
Taking his eyes off King Wolf Prince and casually glancing into the audience, Almark acknowledged the appearance of the girl there earlier.
"Ah."
While there is a lot of audience standing in the compartment of the game, that girl is trying to sew between the audience seats and walking.
"Almark!
When I looked back at him unexpectedly, I saw a smiling Wendy in my eyes.
When it comes to smiling, it's not the winner's full grin.
A slight smile.
"Congratulations, Wendy"
said Almark.
"The game, it was amazing. It was so beautiful."
Wendy relaxes and shakes her head small.
"It's not pretty."
Then I look at Almark's face and laugh nasty.
"But thanks. Thanks to Almark for winning."
"Thanks to me?
Wendy nods small. He looked like he bit something bitter.
"I tried what they didn't like."
"Yeah."
"Then I could win. But it's a little painful."
Almark looks at Wendy's slightly moistened eyes.
"You thought about the other guy, and you figured this way you could win, and you competed properly, didn't you?
Wendy looks puzzled by the words.
"I conveyed your feelings. That's why it was so beautiful"
Wendy laughed like she had trouble saying that she didn't quite understand what the boy was saying to Almark.
"But thanks for the compliment"
Then, look behind Almark.
"Leila."
"I've been watching."
Layla, who was behind Almark, walks over to Wendy.
"It was great"
"Thanks"
Wendy smiled.
"It's Leila's turn next."
"I'll win, too."
Leila nodded and smiled.
Leila's smile, probably only directed at Wendy among the students.
"It's about you, so you care what Emelia tells you."
Leila says calmly. Wendy lays her eyes down.
"You don't have to get along with everyone you meet."
Leila said as if to tell her sister.
"If you go out with someone who understands your worth, that's fine. You deserve that."
"... thanks, Leila. I guess it's my personality."
Wendy slightly broke her licence.
Then we turn around and walk to our team mates.
Galaine and the others greet Wendy with a full smile.
I heard Torque's, that's just great.
Almark, after dropping off that Wendy's back, looked back into the audience remembering.
After all, should I say. There was no more appearance of the girl earlier.
But it hasn't been that long.
Must be inside the martial arts.
"Sorry, I'll be out for a second"
That's what I said to my neighbor Nelson, and Almark ran out to the aisle.
"Where are you going, Pillman's game will start soon"
"I'll be right back!
Almark answered that with his back and jumped into the dim passage.
Bad powers come.
That word was hooked all the time.
I wanted to see her and see exactly what she meant.
Almark looked around at all the stairs, aisles and rest rooms that went up to the audience.
But nowhere did she look like a girl.
It was time to look up and walk down the aisle looking up the stairs.
Almark nearly ran into a man in a white robe who had been turning corners.
"Oh, excuse me"
Apologize.
"No, this way."
The man in the robe has inadvertently stared at Almark's face since answering his euphoria.
Is it someone I've met somewhere?
Almark also looks at the man's face and checks it against his own memory.
But the deep, soft face of the sculpture is not in Almark's memory.
"You're a student at this academy."
The man asks, making sure to peek into Almark's eyes.
"Yes, I'm a third grader at the elementary school"
When Almark answers, the man nods and asks further questions.
"I wonder who teaches magic practice classes"
"I'm Dr. Illmis."
To Almark's answer, the man broke his face.
"Ill miss!"
I laugh as I look up to heaven, then turn to Almark.
"I heard a name I miss. He's my classmate."
"Uh, Dr. Illmis' classmate"
"Doctor. Right, heh, that ilmis is no good, Doctor"
The man laughs with real pleasure at Almark's words.
Then, as I recall, I name my name.
"You forgot to tell me, my name is Reinull. He's one of the court magicians of the Kingdom of Galais."
"Court Mage"
Almark turned his eyes round.
"That's amazing"
To that reaction, Reinul laughs satisfactorily.
"Ugh. I'm glad to hear that kind of honest reaction. I'm here today at the behest of His Highness Wolf. I can't even face my alma mater at a time like this."
"Mr. Reinull's a graduate here, too, isn't he?"
"Exactly. Oh, my youth's Norc School of Magic!
Reinull spread his hands with a playful trick.
"I miss everything here, including this martial arts field."
That's what I say, I look around with tender eyes.
It's a little different, but it doesn't look like a bad person.
"Are you... uh"
"It's Almark."
"Almark. Nice name."
Reinull lets try to close one eye toward Almark.
"I often saw the name in old literature. I'm sure your parents are educated people."
"Really?"
I've never been told that before.
Almark was confused.
But Reinul asks questions without any problem, such as the look on Almark's face.
"Almark, are you in today's game?
"Ah, yes. I'm leaving now."
"Right. This is also on the edge of something. Let us support you."
Reinull offers his right hand.
There was a gold ring shining on its middle finger.
"Thank you"
Almark looked back at the ring as he shook his hand.
Extremely simplified, this design….
Snakes, I guess.
"Good luck with that. You, Almark, the godson of Illmis."
"Yes."
Almark's sharp nose smelled very slightly, heterogeneous when he smiled back at Reinul's smile.
No, the smell I once could smell, should I say?
Rotten odor.
On the northern battlefield, the smell begins to drift already the day after that.
Or the smell drifting with darkness from the back of the forest.
Very slight rotten odor that you probably wouldn't even notice in a regular person.
I could sniff it because it was Almark.
Why is this smell coming from such a nice person?
At the time Almark questioned him, he was cheering from the game floor.
So Almark remembered that he had been vacating his backup seat for a long time.
The game has begun, no, is it over already?
"I have to go."
Reinull releases his hand to Almark's words.
"I'll see you somewhere, Mr. Almark."
That's what Reinul said. Let him wave with a trick.
Snake rings shake.
"Yes."
Almark lowered his head with a pepper.
I do feel like meeting this guy somewhere.
That too in the very near future.
It was like a wild exploration, cultivated by Almark on the battlefield and on his journey.