We go down the game field and we all go back to the modem.
"As soon as we take a short break, it's a closing ceremony that combines an award ceremony. Don't go anywhere."
Bowen says so in his face and rushes back to the playing field.
Almark's legs were starting to move a lot, but he was still far from in the book.
Almark wanted to go out to a cool place, coupled with the severity of the aftertaste of Dr. Celia's medicine he had just taken.
"It's gonna hit the outside wind a little bit."
Speak to Nelson that way and go outside the martial arts field.
Refrain from the closing ceremony, and the figures are sparse.
The early autumn breeze is pleasant.
I was wondering what would happen for a while, but I managed to finish the game.
The team wins, the class wins.
It's a shame Leila and Leido lost, but this is a lifeless battle.
I'm sure we'll both be stronger at food for defeat.
It was when I was thinking about that.
"Thanks"
From behind, a familiar voice.
Almark looked back.
White skin, dark hair. A girl about the same age as Almark.
You warned Almark, that girl was standing there.
"Thank you, Almark"
"Are you..."
"Are you okay with the injury?
Worried eyes.
When Almark nodded unexpectedly, the girl stared straight into Almark's eyes.
"You risked your life to protect me."
said the girl.
"Everybody."
"Guys...?
When Almark disputed, the girl nodded.
"Almark protected me. Everyone's..."
The girl was moisturizing her eyes.
"Nothing. Just have a special day."
Nothing. Just special...
What's the word?
You taught me that word. [M]
Almark opened his eyes.
"You are."
said Almark.
Speaking of which.
Almark comes to mind.
She was there for Wendy, even during the game.
"What are you, Wendy?"
But the girl doesn't answer.
Instead, the girl smiles. Some shady lonely smile.
"I know about you. Almark. A very strong, very sweet boy."
Almark is confused and stuck in words.
The girl, unexpectedly, bows her head to Almark.
"Please tell me about Wendy."
Sincere voice.
When Almark tried to answer, the wind blew.
Strong wind.
Unexpectedly Almark closes his eyes.
A very momentary blink.
When I opened my eyes, the girl was nowhere else.
There's Nelson's voice coming from the back room.
Looks like they're calling Almark.
Almark looked back and gave a shout, and when he replied, he shook his head and changed his mind.
Then he slowly walked out toward the modest room.
Closing ceremony.
The players of each class align themselves on the playing field just like the opening ceremony.
Next to Almark, who stands at the head of the two pairs, another pair of eins stands.
"Congratulations on winning"
With Ain facing forward, he speaks softly to Almark.
"Thanks"
Almark also answers with a forward look.
"Sorry, I didn't see your game"
"I don't mind. More than that."
Ain sneered at her mouth.
"The winning team will receive a trophy from their guest of honor."
That's what I say. I look up at the VIP table.
"You're the one receiving the trophy today from Prince Wolfe."
When Almark looked sideways, Ain's grin had turned into something somewhat sarcastic.
"You, check it out. Wounds on Prince Wang's face... whether the rumors are true or not"
"You have a bad taste."
When Almark shook his head small, guidance rang to announce the start of the award ceremony on the premises.
First, one outstanding player is selected from each class.
From one pair, Ein.
From the three groups, Rosfilia.
And from two pairs, it's Morgen.
The three are called before and are awarded medals by Bowen, who served as referee.
A big round of applause is sent to the three of us.
And finally, the announcement of the winning team.
Wait for the name of the team that everyone will be able to read out, although we already know the results.
There were two sets of overall winners, and when it was said that the two sets of players exploded their joy simultaneously, with loud applause and cheer coming from the audience.
"Yay!!"
Nelson shouts with his hands up.
Almark also smiled and slapped his shoulders against the Morgens, but because of Ain's earlier story, his eyes couldn't get off the VIP table.
At the end of Almark's gaze, King Wolf Prince rises.
I'm led by the woman who guides me, slowly coming down the stairs.
In its appearance, the cheer of the audience also gradually subsides.
Prince Wang, in a calm foothold, went up to the podium for awards set up between the audience and the playing field.
"Almark."
Called to Bowen, Almark also walks to the podium with his lead.
"Like no crude phase"
"Yes."
Nodding at Bowen's short instructions.
When Almark reached the front of the podium, he knelt quickly.
A woman who was leading the way offers a trophy to Prince Wang.
"I don't mind. Stand up and pull over."
As I whisper, Prince Wang said.
He was still the same age as the Almarks, the voice of the boy.
Almark rises and stands before Prince Wang.
For being on the stage, Prince Wang's back is more than a minute taller than Almark's head.
In front of Almark is the crest of the Galais royal family, on the chest of Prince Wang's robe.
Ain, I can't see Prince Wang's face now.
Almark squeaks in his heart.
But an unexpected word was uttered by Prince Wang.
"Raise your face."
Following that order, Almark slowly raised his face.
I had eyes to eyes with Prince Wang smiling calmly.
"It was a good game"
That's what Prince Wang says and offers Almark a trophy.
"Encourage."
"Thank you"
Almark was caught pushing the trophy with both hands.
When Prince Wang sees it, he turns himself over and returns to the main guest seat.
Almark kept the trophy pressed and didn't raise his face until Prince Wang left.
I wonder if my upset appeared on my face.
A sweat was seeping into his hand holding the Almark trophy.
The moment I saw Prince Wang's face, I almost raised my voice.
Ein was right.
There was a scar on Prince Wang's mouth that, as rumored, was drawn to him.
But more than that.
Glossy blonde hair peeking inside the hood and a neat face.
Cool eye area.
The face.
The face of Prince Wolfe was Wallis and Melon.
"How'd it go"
Back in line, Ain whispered quickly.
"The wound."
"There it is. To the licence."
Almark answers briefly.
"Did it really happen?"
Ain't got a voice that looks unexpected.
"What did he look like"
"I didn't see it well"
Almark lied about it.
For some reason, I felt like what I just saw shouldn't be told to people lightly.
"Because Prince Wang is on the platform. All I could see was a licence."
"Right."
Ain answers unfortunately.
"I have no choice. I'll have to pick up the trophy next year."
"Do that."
Almark looked up to King Wolf Prince at the top of the VIP table, as he said.
At the end of the closing ceremony, Prince Wang nearly stood up slowly.
On the road from the martial arts to the main entrance.
A line of Prince Wang and his squire walk quietly.
Now that I've just finished watching the lively martial arts tournament, no one speaks up.
The line was to board a royal dedicated ship anchored in the port of Norc as it was, and by the end of the night to leave the island.
"How was it?"
Unexpectedly, King Wolfe said so, without even looking back.
"Did you get results?"
There is hardly any emotion in that tone.
"Thank you very much"
Responding to Prince Wang's call was a white robe man following his diagonal back.
I'm Reinul, the court magician.
"It's so easy, everything doesn't work out. I lost some silver coins and some copper coins."
Words mix backwards and in that tone with pleasant sounds.
"Nevertheless, it is not a harvest either"
"Ho."
There is no change in the tone of Prince Wang.
"Harvest enough to satisfy the rest"
"Not quite that far"
Rhinul's tone is fun everywhere.
"But I promise you. Be sure to take a look at it soon, fulfilling His Highness's wishes."
"Reinull."
That voice caged something like emotion for the first time.
"Don't think about it. You know what's left."
"This is... excuse me"
Reinul bows his head behind Prince Wang's back.
"Wonder Reinull, only works as His Highness commands"
"Don't forget that word."
Prince Wang looked back at Reinul.
I could clearly see the scar on Reinul's mouth as well.
Prince Wang told Reinul strictly.
"Encourage."