Ficke in the guest seat raised his admiration as he saw Nelson's offense gain momentum.
"Wow, that standing around. How long have they been practicing?"
I'm gonna finish saying that. No, put your hands on your mouth,
"Nelson, come on!
and scream.
Ain answers half as if she were talking to herself, looking at her face.
"That won't be the fruit of practice"
On the stage, Almark keeps his left hand hanging loose, and he continues to attack Nelson with one right hand.
It appears to be gradually being pushed by Nelson's momentum, but there is no change in its expression.
"I'm taking all Nelson's serious attacks clean. Almark."
But Ficke is not obsessed with hearing cheering for Nelson.
"Go! There!
"Besides, my attacks can be inflicted with exquisite force, so that Nelson can suffer."
"That's it, Nelson!
"Oh, shut up"
Ain shook his head.
"Why is this guy always next to me?"
"Knight Nelson"
Almark said as he recieved a fierce attack.
It's a name worth carving.
That's what I say, smile.
"Then carve"
Nelson added more strength to the sword.
"With my sword"
It seemed that Almark could not flush the blow all over his body.
Whoa, and cheers.
But it's a shame.
That's what I said. Almark's left hand moved.
The moment I held the sword with both hands, Almark's atmosphere changed.
It was Nelson who lagged behind to be bounced away the moment Almark seemed to have received Nelson's pursuit in an inadequate position.
"Gu."
Nelson restarts his sword and looks out for him.
In front of that eye, Almark slowly regains his posture.
"People can't change that easily."
Almark's sword deepens the shadow.
"Pushed back by people's voices, supported"
Almark laughed.
"Such things are bullshit about those who can't fight alone"
Now Almark kicked the floor.
First time I set it up first from Almark, a two-handed blow.
I knew in an instant that things were different.
Speed and weight, as if the offense was a play before.
Nelson, who was supposed to have barely received it, cursed as if he had been slashed with every sword he had received.
If we pursued them as they were, then the battle looked like it had come on.
But Almark stopped.
I glanced down at Nelson kneeling down.
And stick out your sword as if to exaggerate your power.
"Look."
Almark could roar.
"See this?"
He seemed to be shouting at Nelson, and that was even as if he was shouting at something else.
"I'm alone, I'm so strong"
It was an awesome cry, like some of my junior classmates accidentally blocking my ears.
The audience seats, which had been enthusiastic with Nelson's support until earlier, quieted back like they were dead.
"Wow."
Coren squeaks.
Everyone and he were the first brave ladies to raise their voices as they were pressured by that temper of Almark.
"Master Nelson."
Norish screamed.
"The bravest man in this country"
The voice was trembling.
Still, Norish screamed to squeeze it out.
"Brave knight Nelson. Your endless courage is the pride of this kingdom. Shining lower realm gems. Please don't lose. You light every corner of this country brightly. You are."
Lord Norish.
Nelson blocked Norish's words.
"It's good around there."
It was a calm voice.
"It just lights up a little."
Nelson made Norish laugh with his mouth alone to reassure him.
Stand up slowly and head for Almark.
"I thought the kid was crying for nothing."
"What?"
Almark raises a single eyebrow.
"Strong enough for one,"
Nelson put up his sword again.
"But with your own strength, this Nelson will not be slain."
"Interesting"
Almark's face is viciously distorted.
"Then I'll give it a try"
That's what I screamed and stuffed the distance in an instant.
Still that momentum, slap the sword on Nelson.
Nelson, who took it, gave it a big lift.
Almark's pursuit strikes there.
dull noise that it's on, is on, is on.
Attack enough for the audience to inadvertently shrug their necks and turn away.
But Nelson took it all firmly.
"What's up?"
Nelson calls out to Almark, who stops with an unexpected look.
"Can't you slash it? You won't be able to kill this Nelson."
"Horrible."
Almark is slaughtered again.
But the results were the same.
It was Nelson, who seemed to take it all barely, but did not allow Almark a decisive blow.
"Shiitake."
When Almark finally shrugged like that, the passenger seat shrugged.
Slowly a barefoot woman appeared from the sleeve of the stage.
An unrealistic beauty that does not suit a scene of death, which also repaints the atmosphere of the stage.
"Almark."
Wendy called.
He was a sad voice.
"No more."
"Mr. Wendy."
Noticed Norish is breathtaking.
"Well, the fog cleared, so you could have come this far, too."
"Can you hear me, Swordsman Almark?"
Nelson called.
"That voice."
But Almark looked uncomfortable.
"What are you talking about"
"Almark."
Wendy called again.
"Please. No more of this sadness"
"Can't you hear me? My own lover's voice."
Almark opens his eyes to Nelson's words.
"He said he was a lover."
"Beautiful woman. You look so sad. Behold, I am behind you."
Almark turns around like he's been played, but his gaze wanders the universe.
"Isn't nobody here?"
Wendy is sadly annoyed by the words.
You can't beat me with a sword, knight.
That's what Almark shouted and turned to Nelson.
"Bad Forever"
"The woman's name is Wendy."
Nelson said.
"I am saddened that you have fallen into the witch's curse, regretting your own death."
Almark stops the movement.
"Now is the time to preach her words. Listen."
Nelson lowered his sword.
"Here's what she said. My death is not your fault. I want you to stop being so sad. It's not a contract with a witch or anything, it's a curse."
"Shut up."
I waved my sword in front of myself as Almark shook off Nelson's words.
"Cover your mouth."
"Almark."
Wendy's sad scream.
But Almark doesn't turn around.
"Can't you see, that pathetic look"
Nelson said.
"Can't you hear me, that sad scream"
"Shut up."
Almark screamed again.
"I don't see anything. I can't hear anything."
That voice mixes with the same sad sound Wendy makes.
"If you can't see it, if you can't hear it, it's no different than nothing like that"
The fog is clear.
Nelson encouraged his voice.
"The time has come to clear the mist of your heart."
"I'm telling you to shut up"
Almark jumped on Nelson to expose his emotions.
"Almark."
Wendy screams and covers her face with her hands.
Nelson took a good shot at Almark.
"Don't make a woman cry!
To Nelson's sip, Almark lagged behind as he was pressured for a moment.
Behind both of them, Norish spread his hands.
"Mr. Wendy, let me tell you with me. lend my body to your soul"
To the words, Wendy looked up all the time.
Tears scatter like gems.
"Let's tell them together"
Norish says so and nods forcefully.
"Open your eyes. Clear your ears."
Nelson says.
"You must be a strong swordsman."
"Shut up, knight."
Almark screamed.
He swings his sword wide and jumps at Nelson.
The shadows swirled.
The blow was even heavier.
I break my knee without even being able to reveal my servant Nelson.
"You talk too much."
Almark screams and slaps the sword again.
It was then that Nelson, who received it, couldn't stop kneeling.
"Almark!
Norish screams.
There, another woman's voice overlapped.
Almark opens his eyes and stops moving.
"No more!
Looking back with the look of Almark being incredible.
That eye did capture Wendy behind Norish.
My mouth moves.
Wendy, and.
But I didn't get a voice.
"Forgive me."
Nelson stuck his sword out with him on his knees.
I can play the light.
Settlement.
In the audience's eyes, Nelson's sword did appear to have pierced Almark's chest.