Nelson stood beside Almark after everyone was scattered again for the last prep before the production.
Nelson is almost ready to wear his costume armor decorated with painted wood on his martial arts gear already.
"We don't have much time. It's bump time, Almark."
Nelson looked at Almark to make sure again.
"Are you okay?"
Almark nods forcefully.
"Oh. I'm fine."
"All right."
Nelson makes a grip.
"My dad arrived earlier this morning."
"Your father."
"Oh."
Nelson nods happily.
"My standing around with you is amazing and I wrote it in a letter. Honestly, I was just thinking it wouldn't be tight without that scene."
"Right."
Almark smiles.
"Let's show your father a good place"
"Ooh."
Nelson slaps Almark on the shoulder and looks around for a moment.
"Norish! Last confirmed...... that, what about Norish?
"I'm helping Wendy put on her costume over there."
That's what Curimet walked over.
All the other students are already in costumes, but only Curimet, who is not in the play, is in his usual uniform robe.
"Oh, well. Bad!
Seraha in a black dress caught Nelson's ear trying to run with that said.
"I'm telling you I'm dressed. Why would you want to go that way?"
"Tell me. Oh, well, I guess so."
Nelson blushes and nods.
"Then you have no choice. I'm about to become a knight."
That's what I'm going to say and get away from everyone.
Become a knight.
That won't be about the outfit.
Long after the service was decided, Nelson's knight statue has been boiled down troubled.
I went to be alone to change from the usual Nelson to the knight Nelson.
"Curimet, you annoyed me, too."
To Almark's words, Curimet shakes his head.
"Yeah, it's okay. I was surprised when Wallis suddenly told me to change the script, but when I do, I'm surprised to see myself turning my head."
"You've made a good match for Tsuji."
That's what Serraja says and nods.
"It's a big deal, Curimet."
"But your hard work ended up being wasted again."
Almark says, Curimet still shakes his head.
"It's not for nothing. This has been a good experience."
Curimet looked at Almark's face and laughed mischievously.
"But if you're sorry to me, give it back in the play."
"In the play"
"Yeah."
Curimet nods.
"Show me an amazing act, like I'm, oh, glad I wrote this script, glad I got everyone to do this play. Don't make me think that even if I'm wrong, I might as well have pulled out those two scripts."
"Okay."
Almark nodded.
"I promise."
"I promise you anything. Almark is."
Serraja laughed.
"Well, Nelson went to be a knight, and I guess it's time for me to be a witch,"
That's what I'm saying, flipping a black dress and leaving.
Selaha will also be the witch Selaha, who is not her usual self.
"You're all cool"
"Almark needs to get dressed soon, too."
Curimet rushes Almark.
"Yeah. But well, my costume..."
Almark takes the dirty robe that was placed round the corner behind the scenes.
"That's all."
When he says so and tries to take off his clothes on the spot, Curimet rushes to cover his face with his hands.
"Don't take it off all of a sudden"
"Oh, sorry."
"I'll go then. Good luck."
Curimet leaves early enough with his face hidden.
There, a buyer came to replace him, trying to make a mistake.
Looks like a forest spirit, with lots of tree leaves on his clothes.
"Almark, I'm glad you made it."
"Buyer. I was worried about you, too."
With that said, I remind myself to show you the vial of medicinal water I just drank.
"Speaking of which, the potion that Dr. Celia gave me today was a clean liquid with blue transparency."
"Oh, that's"
The complexion of the buyer changes.
He groaned, gazing at the slightly remaining liquid in the vial.
"It's a donated potion of water that has completely removed the bitter taste. I knew Dr. Celia could make it."
"Is it precious?"
"That's right."
The buyer snorts.
"In order to serve the royal family, only the hard to drink ingredients, such as bitterness and tannins, are carefully removed so as not to alter the effect of the medicine. They say there aren't many magicians who can make it, and it's a lot of work."
"Right. It was easy to drink."
"I'm jealous"
The buyer looked at the empty vial resentfully.
"I wanted to try it too."
"I should have left you a little. Because I didn't know it was such a precious thing."
"No."
Buyer shook his head with a regrettable face.
"Get what you want for yourself, it's the voice of heaven, this is"
Then I look at Almark's face as if he had regained his mind.
"But you seem to have lost your strength."
Me?
Almark twists his neck.
"I guess so."
"Just before this play, I can remember the potion."
"Oh."
Almark nodded.
"It could be. If so, I guess I owe it to your advice."
"I don't think so."
That's what the buyer says and puts out his right hand.
"If you're grateful, can you give me that vial?"
"Fine."
As the buyer walked away with both hands taking care of the vial, Almark took off his top and quickly put together his robe of costume this time.
Torque and Leido went through there.
As kings, they both weave capes in fine aristocratic clothing.
Torque suits you naturally, but I'm surprised the civilian Reido is dressed in that.
I also plan to wear a mustache in production.
"Hey, Almark."
Reido smiles.
"That was tough."
"I'm worried about you, too."
"Anyway, I'm glad you both came. Good luck with the production."
As Reido said so peacefully and walked away, he looked softly as Torque had anticipated it.
"Hey."
Ask, making sure to look around in a low voice.
"I heard Wendy fell down, but was that it after all? It's between you and your forgiveness, and you can't choose either."
"No, you're not."
Almark laughs bitterly.
"Actually, I didn't get in the way and I couldn't really ask you about it."
"Oh, my God, I'm bored."
Torque flashed his face.
"I thought your pardon was coming to see the play."
What, are you here?
He might be here.
Torque laughs.
"Maybe he's not here."
Then I look at Almark's face and look surprised.
"What. Don't be so calm."
"Yeah."
Almark nodded.
"Well, if forgiveness is coming, that's it"
That's Wendy's situation. I have no choice.
Of course, it's not like Almark doesn't care.
But now I concentrate on the play in front of me.
"Torque, even if Wendy had a pardon"
said Almark.
"In this play, I'm Wendy's lover."
"What the hell, man?"
Torque made a frightened voice.
"You bet. That's what Curimet wrote."
"Yes."
Almark smiled.
"So that's all I need now"
I don't know.
Torque struck his tongue and shook his head.
"I'm bored. You look like a blown out face."
"Come on, it's time."
After Torque left, Morgen, dressed as a hunter, came in behind the scenes and raised his voice so.
He seems to have wasted his time touring the outhouse, and some food is gripped in his hand again.
"Morgen, did you go outside in that outfit?"
Pillman raises a frightened voice.
"Yeah. Pretty much everyone left me amused."
Morgen answers flatly, flickering the skin of the beast on his shoulder.
"Morgen."
Almark raised his hand.
"Thanks. Me and Wendy ate, but I stayed quite a bit"
That said, I give you the rest of the food wrapped in wrapped paper.
"Whoa."
Morgen looks happy.
"Then we'll eat you after the play."
When said and received, Morgen looks around.
"That, what about Wendy?
"I'm changing into a costume right now"
"Right."
Morgen nods.
"You've already changed."
"Yeah."
Almark makes me try to spread my hands.
"That's all my costumes are."
"Right. That's easy."
That's what Morgen says, lifting his hat with wings of the bird he's wearing with one hand.
"Well, I'm not a big costume either."
Speaking of which, you are.
Almark remembered, and asked Morgen.
"You weren't surprised when me and Wendy came."
"Well, that's true."
Morgen laughs.
"You told me you were coming. I've decided to come."
Morgen looked proud of Almark's face.
"I've never broken a promise to you."