In the infirmary, Wendy, who was drunk of the medicinal water Celia had made for her, was sleeping unconsciously in bed without waking up intact.
Ilmis whispered something with a serious look to Celia, and when the two of us took him out, he didn't come back to the infirmary for a long time.
Almark did not leave beside Wendy after drinking the medicinal water he was given just in case.
There is no immediate effect on medicated water.
Wendy's face still remained bright white and the redness didn't quite come back.
As Almark stared at those long lashes, he had repeatedly recalled the words he was really supposed to say to Wendy today.
"Wendy."
Almark whispered softly, knowing that he would not wake up and that it was nice not to be asked.
"Will you follow me?"
Try putting it in your mouth, then shake your head in embarrassment.
I couldn't tell you enough.
In the first place, you told me to follow you, where are you taking me? In this season.
Torque. If you think about it, the ocean and the mountains are cold.
It's also a good place to go.
I'm glad I didn't tell you.
Reinull's in the way, and I think that's all it was good for.
After reddening and squirting alone, Almark stared at Wendy's sleeping face again.
When I look at that face, that just makes me twitch and warm.
"Thanks, Wendy"
Nothing. That was nothing to be ashamed of, a word he always uttered every time, but Almark told him to chew slowly as he looked into those closed eyes.
"You always help me."
After a long journey, Almark slowly recalled what he had done since enrolling in this college to this day.
A lamp with magic lights made a slightly lower sound.
From the first encounter until today, Wendy was always trying to help Almark.
What about me? [M]
Thanks to that, how far would I have been able to reward you?
I haven't been able to return anything yet.
I haven't told Wendy anything yet.
To its heart comes a black clutter from the bottom.
Almark held his breath for a moment.
Reinul's words come back to life.
Almark. Keeper of the keys.
A name that deserves to be given to a poor doll, who was born carrying only fate and role.
The sense of despair that will ash all of that heart when Rhinul tells me to face it no longer strikes me.
Now I know that perhaps that sense of despair, of nothingness, was created by Reinul's dark magic.
When I calmed down and remembered carefully in this quiet place, I didn't feel any clear bitterness, but still had a slight chest ache.
Almark never asked me what my parents meant by my name.
My name has been Almark for a long time now, and I had no doubt about it.
There was no point in Almark being Almark, Garba being Garba, and Mary being Mary. I thought that's what this whole world was all about.
But if you ask me, my father Reyes and my mother Shetina gave their children the name Almark.
Haven't there been any wishes or hopes there, that kind of meaning?
Keeper of the keys.
How can I swallow that meaning?
Reinull called Wendy the Gate.
And Malus' wand said, Ars, is the key.
The key that opens the gate, and those who guard it.
Wendy's cramps when Mars's wand shined.
Will that happen to Wendy again in the future?
Am I a good person to be beside Wendy?
The infirmary door opened and Illmis and Celia returned.
Celia had swollen those beautiful cleavage eyes bright red.
I cried, and Almark soon found out.
In his interactions with Illmis, Reinul had put out the name Celia.
I'm sure something once happened between these three.
Celia looked at Wendy and made sure her sleep was stable, telling Almark, in a calm voice, that you should rest in the room already, too.
"No."
Almark shook his head.
"I'm still here."
"I don't think I'm gonna wake up today anymore."
Celia stabs the nail quietly.
"The condition is stable, and you don't need to worry. There's nothing you can do when you're here."
"Still, I'm here"
Almark shook his head hard.
"Let Me Be"
Celia raised one eyebrow and looked at Illmis like she was in trouble.
Illmis grins and nods bitterly.
"Celia, let him do as he pleases"
"If you're here, it'll be cold at night."
Celia said as she gave up.
"I'll get my blanket."
That's what I'm saying, I'm leaving the room again.
When Ilmis dropped it off, he sat down next to Almark.
Silent time passed for a while, but eventually Almark looked up at Illmis and asked.
"That guy, the guy named Reinull,"
For a moment, look for words on how to ask.
"Were you close to the teacher?"
Illmis makes an unexpected face.
"I don't know why you think that."
"That man, he hurt Wendy, and he manipulated the darkness. Probably a bad person, what is it?"
Almark said.
"I've traveled all the way here by myself, so I kind of get it. Bad people, bad people. But I didn't feel that way from that guy. Of course, until the darkness comes out."
"Right."
Illmis nodded.
"Bad people. I don't know."
That's what I say, I do my thinking tricks.
"What kind of person are you"
In response to Almark's question, Ilmis answers with a difficult face in mind.
"Reinull was a classmate of me and Celia at this college. He's a talented man. Sorcery and martial arts have always been the best from the elementary to the higher."
"Eh."
Almark speaks up low.
"Were you above Dr. Illmis?"
"Whatever."
Illmis nods.
"No matter how hard I tried, no matter how hard I devised it, I was no match for him"
"Oh, no."
Almark remembers what Reinul looked like earlier.
I can't believe I was above Dr. Illmis.
Sure, he seemed to still have powers he didn't get good at, but I didn't think that was it.
"So he was not great."
said Irmis.
"That's why people gathered around him"
"But even the teacher."
"I'm a character as you know it."
Illmis laughs thinly.
"It was far from popular like him. I didn't have many friends."
"Then why?"
Almark asked.
"How did he become a dark sorcerer?"
Ilmis looked like he bit something bitter.
"Reinul suddenly left the college one day, two years in the High Department"
"Eh."
"I also don't know the exact cause of why I left the college. Maybe there's a reason he ran into the dark."
"... Really?"
Almark was annoyed.
With his hands, he claws Marus's wand.
"That man wanted this wand. Terribly."
Ilmis sees Malus' wand.
"Somehow he was trying to get me to let go of Malus' wand from myself."
"Right."
Ilmis nodded.
"Often, I didn't let go. There were only two ways for Reinul to get it, more than if you were the owner of that wand."
"Two."
Almark sees Illmis.
"that I would give him my own cane."
"And I will kill you."
said Irmis.
"There were only two of them for Reinul to get Malus' wand"
"Why didn't he try to kill me?"
Almark said it was pompous.
"I'm sure you had that power."
"I just killed you and got it, and it's not like Reinul would be recognized as the owner from the wand."
Ilmis answers.
"There must have been some confusion, but I don't know for sure."
"Really?"
Almark lifts Malus' cane and illuminates it with a lamp light.
"Ars."
Squeeze like that.
"It's an ancient language, and they say it's the key. That's what he said."
"Right."
Illmis nods.
"Did he say anything else?"
"This wand is the key, and Wendy says it's the gate. And then."
My name is Keeper of the Keys.
I couldn't get that out of my mouth.
I didn't want Wendy in this condition in front of me to think I was worried about her name.
"What is a gate?"
Almark asked instead.
"When this wand glowed, a tremendous amount of magic came to Wendy, and she said," The gate has opened. "
"The gate."
Ilmis looked bitter.
"It wouldn't be fair to tell it to you alone."
That's what I say, watch Wendy stay asleep.
"Come with me when Wendy's feeling better. We'll talk then."
"Okay."
When Almark nodded, the door opened and Celia came in with a blanket.
Gently hanging it from Almark's shoulder, Celia asks calmly.
"How long have you been here?"
Almark tilted his neck silently.
"There's nothing I can do with you. Don't push yourself, you rest too."
"Yes."
Almark nodded.
"But if no one was there when Wendy woke up"
Just imagine how Wendy felt then, Almark's chest is tightened.
"'Cause I'm sure you'll miss me"
Ilmis gently slaps that shoulder and stands up.
"Tomorrow will be the real day of your play."
"Yes."
"You can go through your own thoughts, but to the extent that you don't bother your class mates"
As Illmis and Celia left the infirmary, Almark wore a blanket from his head.
There was nothing like the winter cold in the south for him growing up north, but he still wore a blanket softly and held his knee on the chair.
Almark was thinking as he stared at Wendy's sleeping face.
My destiny.
Meaning of the name.
Malus' wand.
Keys and gates.
Mercenaries of the North.
I, his son, was even chosen as the owner of Mars' wand, which endangers Wendy's life, and I wonder if I could really, really be beside Wendy?
In the quiet infirmary, Almark just kept thinking about it.