In a well sunny sky, fireworks opened with a light noise.
Four fireworks to mark the beginning of the magic festival.
When the guard opens the main entrance with the sound, the packed visitors enter the college simultaneously.
"Don't push, don't push"
The way the guards raise their voices to prevent confusion is in stark contrast to the martial arts tournament, which began in an atmosphere of rugged security and rigour by welcoming the royal family to their guests.
Most of the merchants and magicians who rush the road ahead of us are at the Magic Exhibition Hall of the High Ministry.
Anyway, I have to get to the venue faster than the others and find what I'm looking for.
Many students are odd enough to go to higher education, so if you're alarmed, only magic technology is expensive, but it's as if it's impractical, and you can sell a hell of a lot of leeches.
To avoid it, we also need time to identify it.
I would lose it if I didn't buy it in a hurry, but if I rushed to buy it, I would usually fail.
Commonly known as the Magic Festival dilemma.
For the magician for his own magic research and duties, and for the merchant for the irresistible business opportunity of the year, it was also not impossible to run his eyes bloody.
It is the general public who are not interested in magic fixtures who come in relaxed after their rugged departure.
They look at the guide posted on the information board near the main entrance and thoughtfully take to the auditorium of the middle and elementary departments.
Don't be ridiculous with the children's offerings.
Songs, dances, and plays with magic are exciting performances for ordinary people who are hungry for entertainment, as well as for wealthy citizens and aristocrats with fat eyes.
The entrance of this year's magic festival people was also an excellent place to start.
Almark left the dorm in his usual robe.
A little later than always attending school buildings.
In the morning, with Morgen and Nelson and the others in the auditorium, we were supposed to watch the sophomore year's performance.
Morgen invited me to come with him to the auditorium, but Almark didn't care about that kind of thing and promised to rendezvous with them in the auditorium.
After watching a pair of plays by Ains this afternoon, I'll have an important conversation with Wendy.
That tension made Almark uncomfortable in the morning.
Around the dorm, there are no more freshmen or sophomores who refrain from appearing in the morning.
On the contrary, I can barely even see him in third grade.
Is everyone going to the outdoor store that is being served around the school building?
Almark thinks blurry.
Since last night, dewstores and pedestrians licensed by the College had begun to prepare for various food dewstores, and Morgen seemed softly calm.
"I want that, that, that and... oh, I want that too"
On his way home from the school building, he had eyes like a raptor and set his aim for a diminutive shop.
I'm sure he's going to finish his first tummy before the show starts today.
Almark walks slowly, breathing the morning air.
There is a faint mix of sweet and fragrant smells that usually never drift in the cold air.
I guess the dewstores are already open.
Almark, who is not very interested in food, beat the hassle of not having a dining room open today rather than the rarity of an outdoor shop, but that has no choice.
Let's eat something unobstructed on the eye.
Walking around thinking about that, I could see someone running from the front.
It's a familiar pair.
That, too, should come running out of breath was sophomore Fita and Zap.
"Fita, Zap"
Almark waved.
"What's wrong with you both?"
"Ah, Almark."
Stop your feet like Fita was surprised.
"I was still walking around here."
"Yeah."
"Didn't you see Radmar then?
"Huh?"
When Almark was decent, Zap took over after Fita.
I didn't come to the auditorium, Radmar did.
That's what I say and look at you.
"While the freshman was announcing, I said we'd do the last exercise of the dance"
"You're not here?
Almark looks at the two faces alternately.
"Radmar did?
"Yeah. He's not here. He said no one saw him."
Fita says in a hurry.
"Radmar, I've been pale every day lately, and he seemed tired from remedial work, so I was worried he might be down in the dorm."
"I can't even attend much dance practice because of my tutoring and I'm late, so the rest of them, they're relieved to say that, but you can't do that anymore"
Zap turns red on his face and stands up like that.
"Yeah, you're right"
Almark nodded.
"That's not how it works."
That's what I say, I look at the Malus wand I have.
You said you didn't see Radmar?
Reminds me of the advice from that girl.
"Don't let go of Mars's wand."
The meaning of that word, maybe.
Reflect on the path you originally came.
No way, there's darkness in Radmar again.
"I'm afraid I haven't seen Radmar either. But when you hear that story, you can't let it go. I'll come with you."
With that said, I stand ahead of the two of you and run out.
Asking Radmar's room number from Zap rushing after him, Almark increased his running speed.
"Then I'll go to my room first. You two come back later."
That's what I left behind. Almark's back crept away, and Zap and Fita looked at each other out of breath.
Returning to the unpopular dormitory, Almark runs up the stairs and reaches in front of the taught room in an instant.
Radmar, are you there?
Open the door as I say.
There was no one there.
There was that little black box on the desk in the quiet two-person room that seemed to belong to Radmar.
A dark-powered little box that the fortune teller handed to Radmar in the city of Norc.
Almark opens the lid to it for his hand.
There was nothing in there.
It was three days ago in remedial education.
Ilmis had called Radmar and was handing him this box.
"I've paid for the darkness inside. This box is your commandment."
To the words of Illmis, Radmar stared silently at the box without responding.
From this box no longer feels any power of darkness, as Ilmis put it.
Cursed Almark's right hand shows no reaction whatsoever.
Apparently this box has nothing to do with it.
So where the hell did Radmar go?
Where Almark left the dorm again, Zap and Fita finally chased him.
"Almark, where's Radmar?
Shake your head at Zap's inquiry.
"I'm not in my room"
To that answer, give them a discouraged look.
"Well, where?"
Fita looks like she's about to cry.
"Because I was late for practice and everyone was laughing at me because it didn't work out. Radmar, your pride is high, and maybe you didn't want to be ashamed of it."
"He's not the kind of guy who runs away."
Strike that word off like Zap was angry.
"But"
Almark gently blocks Fita from speaking.
"I don't think Radmar will escape either. Because Radmar said this to me during his last tutorial."
Last remedial education before the Magic Festival.
After studying the magic of the day, Radmar, who had finished meditating, rarely called Almark to return to the classroom.
"Almark, don't come to see my class at the Magic Festival."
"Huh?"
Almark asks back in surprise.
"Why?"
Radmar answered with an unfaithful and rotten face.
"I don't want you to see my dance. Tell Wendy that, too."
"I don't think you'd bother to say that if you were going to run away."
"But then"
Look up at Almark so that Fita can weep.
"Where did Radmar go?"
"Ah!"
Zap suddenly raised his voice and pointed behind Almark.
Turning around, the sweaty Radmar was about to come out of the back of the dorm.
"Radmar!"
Fita screams.
"What are you doing in there?"
"What, you guys"
Radmar looks at the three faces and stops limping.
"What are you doing here?"
"That's our dialogue."
Fita says, Zap nods.
"That's right, Radmar. I was worried you weren't coming to my last practice."
As Radmar finally figured out when he heard that, oh, he nodded.
"Practice. The whole exercise is inefficient for me. I let him do it alone."
Zap asks back to Radmar, who answers so plainly.
"I've been practicing here all my life by myself."
"What else are we gonna do today?"
Radmar makes a grumbling voice.
It's the magic festival, isn't it?
"But until it gets so sweaty"
That's what Fita says, he rounds his eyes and looks at Radmar.
"What's wrong with you? Is it time? I'll go first."
Saying so, not to be bad, Radmar walks out with the sweat flowing.
After all the incidents in that night's internship, a positive change in attitude towards learning magic doesn't seem so easy to fix that solitary and my-paced place.
But at least Radmar didn't seem to have any intention of escaping.
When Almark looked at them face to face and laughed bitterly, he spoke calmly as he walked about behind Radmar.
"Radmar, apologize to both of you for worrying."
"What?"
Radmar doesn't even look back.
"How could I?"
"Fine, Almark."
Fita pulls Almark's sleeve, but Almark shakes his head.
"No, you can't. Radmar, if you don't apologize, I'll ask Dr. Illmis to increase the amount of potion."
"I'm sorry"
Zap erupted into Radmar, who turned around and bowed his head before Almark could finish.
Fita is also desperately grinning by holding her mouth with her hands.
"Are you ready? I'm busy."
A little blush, Radmar starts walking again.
"I'm going to have to dance in front of a lot of people. Oh, and then."
Look back and point to Almark.
"Don't come to see Almark. I guess I told Wendy right, too."
"Sorry."
Now Almark immediately bowed his head.
"I'm going to see it, too, and I didn't tell Wendy."
"... on your own"
Zap and Fita happily chased after Radmar, who kept walking.
Almark also whines in his heart as he walks behind it.
Come on, Radmar.