The scene changes.
It's a feast scene.
of the rich kingdom of Gabel. That was unparalleled luxury to Mulboard.
King Amor invited King Demigal in, and the feast began.
Well, this play's almost over.
As he played King Demigal as he practiced, Torque thought.
I stir it up, Leila comes out, Lilty sings a song.
All I have to do is watch Leila smile. Oh, and accompany Lilty.
So this play, which I've been practicing for a long time, is over.
"Wonderful, King Amor."
says King Demigal.
"How luxurious. A rich country, the Kingdom of Gabel."
Saying that to King Amor, Torque thinks of something else in his head.
I hate it, I do.
This is a feast.
The first time I went out with a banquet between nobles, maybe at the age of four or there.
Torque hardly remembers anything there.
It's just that I'm the youngest son of the Seafay family, and a lot of adults complimented me on myself.
That the children, older than me, called me their names and invited me to play with them.
I remember that.
That's when Torque found out.
This is what I am.
This is the kind of life I live.
I understood it with my skin, not reason.
Along with pride in being part of the Seafay family.
But at the next feast, everything was different.
That's about right after Torque decided to come to this college.
It was different and natural.
Because Torque was after his elder brother, Bulster, who was nearly twenty years away, was tied to a prison cell in solidarity with the King's plan to lose his leg.
Why was the Seafay family not destroyed in that incident, in which many of the noble houses involved were destroyed?
Torque, who was not asked about the details, still doesn't know the real reason.
Though the bluestars attracted a lot of people because of their brilliant appearance and talent, they are young people in their twenties. Is it because you simply gave the plan a name?
Or did you not bother to crush the Seafay family and try to show off its misery to other nobles?
King Galai's thoughts can only be deduced.
Either way, the torque's body still gets hot with anger when I think back to the treatment of myself at the feast I was forced to take part in then.
Right, I am.
That's when Torque thought.
Am I being kept alive for this?
The price of my eldest brother's foolish deeds as a show to the world.
Is that my life?
Torque burned to his eyes. I stained my ears. An eye that scorns itself. Give me your voice.
Will the rest of my life be filled with these eyes, this voice?
Let us never forget that despair, that remorse.
And to make it your own.
The father, who had lost his proud eldest son, was no longer but a pathetic old man who could only think of surviving at the mercy of the king.
That was the same for the other brothers and sisters of Torque.
The Seafays fell out of that status and also lost most of the territory to be inherited.
"Torque. If I want you, I'll give you a house like this"
One night, Torque slammed a bottle of booze on his second brother's head as he said so and exhaled his liquor-smelling breath.
Torque said to his second brother, who was covered in blood and frowned on the floor.
"Oh. If you don't want it, I'll take it"
I'm guessing you're going to Norc Magic College.
My second brother screamed.
"I'm sure you'll find other noble ladies there and enter the house."
"Who would do such a feminine thing"
Torque shook up the liquor bottle again, but now he was punched in the cheek with all his thoughts.
Rolling on the floor and filling his mouth with blood, Torque still screamed.
"Father, brother, sister, they're all hipsters. I'm not throwing it away. This house, this name."
Don't be ridiculous.
There were tears in my second brother's eyes.
"As long as you're a Seafay, there's no future for you. Don't be mean. Don't waste your dreams. Be a magician now. That's for you."
Ugh, Torque thought.
Keep your mouth shut and drink while the losers cry. Damn it.
Magic talent.
I didn't care whether it was something like that or not.
Use this college as a stepping stone to climb.
Become a first-rate magician with no one to complain about first.
To a magician like that, who can't imitate me like a lick.
Even if you find out I'm a Seafay, you can't tell me anything.
That is the source of Torque's strong will.
Civilian students studying at the same college were truly blind.
As soon as we found out the Seafay family was going down, the servants fled with us for fear that the disaster would extend to them.
Until yesterday, they lifted themselves up with the little boy, leaving without even looking at each other.
Sneaking up on household tools.
Looking at that back, Torque thought.
If you want to run, you can run.
Because you are nothing.
You can also be hired by another nobleman to work like nothing happened.
All you have to do is live a life of nothing.
But I'm not like you guys.
I'm Torque Seafay.
You can't run if you want to, it's the man who carried the name of the clan.
Looking at my classmates from civilians, I remembered their backs running away.
Now, they were also gazing at the complexion of students from nobility, including torque.
The classroom effort also looked really sweet in Torque's eyes.
You're running again, aren't you?
Torque always asked them that in his heart.
You guys are gonna run away again anyway when it gets worse, right?
Nothing. You guys can just go anywhere safe and live a pseudo.
So don't wander around in front of me.
My nobleman, stay out of my way.
Oh, you remind me of something I hate again.
Torque tongued inside.
The appearance of Almark standing on his sleeve catches his eye in the applause of dialogue towards King Amor.
Not since he got here.
What made me crazy?
Coming from the end of the north two years late, the funny one.
A wall of nobility and civilians, a common sense, implicit understanding in the South and Middle Plains.
Act as if it were just a difference between where you were born, and in fact gently cross that wall, heteromorphic.
It was uncomfortable with the torque and creepy for the others to be slightly impressed by it as well.
I acknowledge his prowess.
He does have talent.
But I won't let him pull me off.
"To Mulboard"
said King Demigal.
"There is no such abundant product."
That's right.
I'm like Demigal, king of Mulboard.
The Curimet one, he looks quiet, he looks at people very closely.
Like living in Mulboard and envying Gabel's land.
He has only poor talent and is jealous of a privileged talent.
Jealous? Oh, jealous.
Almark's, Wallis's, Wendy's, Rosfilia's, those privileged talents.
But at the same time, I think so.
You guys just have to run.
All you have to do is shine that talent and run ahead.
But one day I'll fall.
Like my oldest brother, Bruster.
I'll do it then.
Step by step, I kept walking, it's time to pull you guys out.
"Has Queen Layla arrived yet?"
King Amor nods to King Demigal's obvious demands that he has finally begun to hide his aim.
Thank you for your patience.
"Now often, now often"
King Demigal raised his voice.
"Repetition of the same thing from earlier"
That's what I say, I exaggerate and spread my arms.
"Apparently, the course of time in this country is different from ours"
"Frequently now"
King Amor repeats in agony.
"We've waited a long time."
said King Demigal.
"Isn't Queen Leila here?"
Oh, yeah.
It's Leila.
Torque thinks.
The act is done half unconsciously by King Demigal in himself.
Is that good or bad?
From just now on, all the boring extras come to mind because of it.
It wasn't long before I enrolled in this college.
There's a pretty but scary woman, rumored.
That was Layla.
Torque knew it at first glance.
Ha, this guy's just like me, he said.
I crept through the gates of this college to have the same home situation that I could not do with my own strength and still manage it with my own strength.
That's who I am.
I knew that as soon as I looked into his eyes.
What was at the root was similar to torque, but the way Leila did it, the way she was proud, was not like torque.
Make that beautiful neat face always desperately strong, three steps ahead of people. Five steps ahead.
Blessed with talent, he's always pissed off about something, as if he's being chased by something.
That's not the way to do torque.
That's Brother Bruster's way.
So they shrug my feet.
At the martial arts tournament, take an unconscious look at Rosfilia.
And one more person, eats his teeth off.
That's a repeat of the same thing.
I don't fly two or three steps.
Build strength. One by one, carefully.
Because I know my lack of talent.
"Is Queen Leila not coming!
It was finally time King Demigal stood up and shouted.
The stairs I set up on purpose for this by making sure I put them on my sleeve at the edge of the stage.
It's less than ten steps tall, but it's a force that Morgen worked so hard with the Almarks.
Leila slowly came down that staircase.
Look, all you have to do is look at Leila's smile and show her the look I stumbled upon, and this scene is over.
King Demigal looked at you, as he noticed in Leila's footsteps.
Leila comes down the stairs one step at a time, sounding hard as this one, this one, and this one.
I found the audience breathtaking.
Torque looked up at Layla's face.
Damn you.
Torque threw up in his heart.
If it wasn't for the play, I'd just be spitting on the floor.
A heart desperately carrying the burden, inspiring itself and straining to the point where it was about to break.
Leila, who didn't even try to hide it and always intimidated her surroundings.
Leila, whom I've seen for two years, has always been.
I thought it would break eventually.
Mind or body. That one of them would stop keeping it and fold it up tight.
That's your limit.
Feeling like looking at herself for making another choice, Torque was somewhere calmly looking at Layla's appearance.
It's Almark.
Getting that name out really makes me feel like I swallowed some strange foreign object by mistake.
Because of him, Morgen did. Nelson did. Wendy did.
Everyone has changed.
Leila looks at King Demigal's face and smiles.
Beautiful smile, with no cloudiness at all.
Behind Torque's brain, for a moment, Almark's back floated.
When I followed Jarranon in the woods, he ran all the way ahead of the torque.
See you later.
Also, can I show you this?
Torque forgot to act.
Staring inadvertently, I couldn't do much.
Fast feet. Yeah, it's just him. Always this guy.
Torque bit his lip.
Layla.
You did.
Fuck you.
Leila, that's you.
Are you funny with that face? [M]
Tears conveyed torque cheeks.
Queen Leila's, beautiful smile slowly descending the stairs.
Staring at it, King Demigal stood up and wept.