Coren sprinkles grass and rolls down the ground.
Polois, who looked at the sight in a flash, reminds me of his role somewhat.
"Oh, until then."
That's what I scream, then I run over to Coren.
"Coren, are you okay?"
Coren doesn't move while lying on the ground.
"Hold on tight."
Polois slaps Coren on the shoulder.
Almark hastily approached both of them, too.
"Are you unconscious?"
As soon as I said that, Coren woke up like a mechanical trick.
"Wow."
The opening was the best, Coren shouted.
"Yes."
Hold your belly and scream like that, look at Almark's face and scream again.
"Wow."
"Are you okay?"
Speak up again as Polois relieves himself.
"It was far more intense than I was. I thought you had a hole in your belly."
"Whoa. You'd be dead if you didn't have protective gear."
Colen nods innocently at Polois before rising.
When I woke up, I still looked up and groaned, but when I stood up with an unexpectedly firm foothold, I turned to Almark.
"What a face you have."
Colen looked at Almark's face and laughed, slapping him on the shoulder.
"You look like you killed me by mistake."
"Are you okay?"
Almark was not seen Colen's face.
Relax and gently touch Coren's torso with a crack.
"It'll hurt."
"If it doesn't hurt, don't lie to me."
Coren shakes his neck.
"Maybe one or two bones, maybe."
After grabbing his torso with his hand and saying so, he takes Almark seriously.
"I don't care about that."
What was in its eyes was a pure color of praise.
"I could barely see. I couldn't even react. I've never done anything like that before."
Colen slaps Almark on the shoulder again.
"You're strong, you are. Stronger than anyone I've ever met."
Coren's innocent praise, however, weighed Almark's heart back.
"I shouldn't have hit you"
That's what Almark said and bit his lip.
"It wasn't the kind of poke you'd put out in a game"
I put in a killing temper that I shouldn't be able to.
And I did think.
Taken.
I thought, in this battle for life and nothing, I took Colen's life.
with joy.
Colen laughs again at how Almark looks like that.
"What's so amazing about you is that you're not serious yet."
Polois flaunts the words.
"You don't mean that? You're lying."
"It's not like I'm serious."
Almark shakes his head.
I'm not sparing my strength.
Both his battles with Coren, Wallis and Polois at the martial arts tournament were all serious enough for Almark.
There was just a feeling, for example, that the real place was different from when we were interacting with other mercenaries on the battlefield in the north or in the winter mansion.
But I couldn't explain it well to Almark either.
And earlier, I almost took you seriously.
"Take a look, Almark's serious"
That's what Coren says, turns Polois around.
"Well, then, I guess I won't be alive."
I laugh when I say that without giving in.
"Don't joke about your bad taste"
Where does Coren blow the wind, though Polois can look sinister?
"No, I'm serious about it."
Until just now, it was completely gone and back to its usual innocent Coren.
"If you can fight a real Almark, it might not be a bad idea to die there."
"Please don't."
Almark shook his head.
Take off your protective gear abusively and press it against the polois.
"You're done for now."
"Not yet."
Coren smiles and shakes his head.
"The duel won't end until the witness tells us the name of the winner."
That said, I speak to Polois, who is pressed for protective gear and has a flashing face.
"Polois, do your part"
"Oh."
When Polois put his protective gear on the ground, he raised his hands and called the two together.
"Winner, Almark"
Polois told him sternly, and Almark nodded small.
"Oh, I lost again"
That's what Coren threw his sword at.
The sword spun around and stood on the soft ground.
"But it was fun. It was great."
Coren laughed satisfactorily.
"You can't lose like this."
"After all, you were the one who enjoyed it the most."
Polois tells me like he's stunned.
Speaking of which, so am I.
I had also remembered seeing Polois, who was a disciplined attendant.
"I'll serve as a witness."
That's what I say, I turn back to Polois.
"I have no more opponents, but I am confident in my ruling"
Almark looked at Polois' face and declared it clearly.
"Winner, Polois"
"Thanks"
Polois loosened his mouth just a little bit.
"You say. I'm pretty sure I won."
Then I shake my head with a serious face.
"But this battle is still void."
"Don't focus."
Coren laughed.
"Looks like you."
Polois does not go through Coren's words unintentionally and continues.
"The proclamation of the victory or defeat of the witness must always be heard by both, if not conscious, of the duel. Your pronouncement is null and void beyond the fact that neither Garrell nor Morphis are here."
Hearing Poloise's explanation, Almark also understood.
Adherence to this rule is integral to their pride.
It is also his pride that Polois does not acknowledge his own victory here.
"Right. Okay."
When Almark nodded, Polois pointed his first innocent smile at him there.
"But I appreciate your feelings. Thanks."