Bowen's voice, until then, could hardly be heard with great cheer.
Almark slowly walked over to Polois, lying on his back on the ground a few steps away.
"Polois. Are you okay?"
Polois had his eyes open in the way that he didn't know what had happened.
"Can you stand?"
"... you did it"
Polois asked Almark with only his eyes open.
You flew my body this far.
"... sorry you poked too hard"
To Almark's words, Polois shakes his head.
"It should be forbidden"
"Huh?"
"It must be forbidden to use magic in a match"
"... I'm not using magic."
"Don't lie to me!
Polois screamed as he lay on the ground.
"You used magic!
"I didn't use it."
"How soggy. Otherwise, how can it be..."
"What he says is true"
Soon, Bowen stood behind Almark.
Bowen puts his hand on Almark's shoulder and peeks into Polois.
"Polois, I guarantee Almark's martial arts prowess. Now he's blowing the same torque bigger than you. And, Almark. Sure you are..."
"... Yes"
Almark nodded.
"Polois, I had a bit of a look earlier. Not exactly, I don't, I can't. The only magic I can use is the fog magic I recently learned from Dr. Illmis."
"Oh no, silly......"
Poloise's face is distorted.
Tears are about to spill from both eyes.
"Polois"
Bowen calls gently.
"You were strong. But the other guy was a little too bad. What you need now..."
That said, slap Almark on the shoulder again.
"It's about honoring the winner. Those who cannot be good losers can never be good winners. And that would also taint the name of your last name, Stutz."
Polois did not answer and hid his face with his arms.
I could see tears spilling out of that gap.
He receives a winning name, and in a big cheer, Almark leaves the game field behind with a hard look.
Fortunately, the earlier interaction with Polois doesn't seem to be audible to most people with this cheer.
It would only have seemed to most people that the winner was saying something to the loser.
"Almark!
Wendy speaks to Almark from the backup seat.
Almark finally smiled there.
"Thank you, Wendy. I heard your backup."
"Yeah. I was a little worried, but you seemed kind of like a lot of fun at the end"
Wendy laughs at Almark after saying so, and he looks worried again.
"But now I seem a little lonely"
"... Wendy looks forward to anything"
Almark says with a smile to reassure Wendy.
"Because you've finished your turn. So a little."
"That's all?"
"Yeah, that's all"
Wendy wouldn't be convinced, but that's what Almark said.
Because I can't take a ride anymore.
Because you can never be a mercenary anymore.
I can't tell Wendy that.
"I feel sorry for Polois."
Torque pinches my mouth from the side.
"Hey, Torque."
Almark answers.
"Thank you. I didn't hear your backup at all."
"Who will support you?"
Torque laughed with his nose.
"If you don't, you'll win."
"I'm not. struggled."
"Horrible."
Torque whispers his own belly as he says.
"I remember. You poked harder than I did."
"Everybody's watching, so we've got power"
When Almark laughed bitterly, Torque shook his head with his face up.
"Poloise guy, you can't eat properly today."
"Almark!!"
The Nelsons have heard from the players' seats.
Relax and the next game begins.
"I have to go now"
Almark said so to the two backup seats and waved, trying to leave the spot.
"Almark."
It was Deg who rushed his face out of the side of the torque.
"Next time you tell me that cool name too."
"Oh, okay."
Almark nodded with a smile.
On the athlete's seat, Almark was greeted with great joy by Nelson and Morgen and Leido again.
"I knew it was awesome, Almark!
Nelson slaps Almark on the shoulder.
"It's a blow. A blow."
"And complete the opponent's attack."
and Leido.
"Because you cut ahead. I let them do it in a flashy way so that we could all gain momentum."
"Whoa! I'm gaining momentum!
Nelson makes a fist grip on Almark's words.
"It's my turn next. I'll do it, too."
From behind the exciting Nelson, Morgen speaks softly to Almark.
"... Almark, is that a leg?
"Huh?"
"Did you hurt your leg?
"Why?"
"'Cause otherwise, I thought Almark wouldn't choose that way of fighting."
"... thanks. Feet a little, huh? There's nothing more to it now."
Almark laughed and showed Morgen.
Morgen laughs badly.
I'm happy.
Almark thinks.
Blessed are friends who know so much about themselves.
"All right, it's time!
Nelson screamed.
"I'm coming. I'm gonna kick your ass."
Almark speaks calmly to Nelson, who is excited.
"Nelson, your opponent is Eston. From what I've seen, his strength is a little above Polois"
"A little up there. Almark had one shot, so I guess I could beat him in about three."
"Listen to me seriously, Nelson"
said Almark.
"Eston will bring his physique to life. Remember to practice with Torque too..."
"I'm serious, Almark."
Nelson blocked Almark's words.
"When things get here, I don't need any more words. I watched your game and I lost it. Wow, you're not a cool head to take advice anymore."
Almark also found a flame in Nelson's eyes.
The intention to hang in this tournament was for Nelson to be above anyone else.
The only bad reason is to water his fighting spirit.
"Okay. Nelson, please."
"Whoa. I got it."
That said, Nelson walks out for the game field.
"Well, come on, then."
"Nelson."
Almark finally called on its back.
"Remember when it gets painful. Um..."
"I know, I know."
Nelson turned around again blocking Almark's words, laughing and showing them.
"Sir Boluk's maze, isn't it?
"If you know, fine."
"Ooh."
Nelson walked straight towards the center of the game field without turning around any more this time.