The story of the son of the mercenary in the north enrolling in the magic school in the south

The performance that night also ended in a big day.

Almark freely manipulated the two swords, slashing off Aika's throwing fruits one after the other, before letting Aika scratch the fruit on his head without damaging him at all.

Margot also flew one light and spark after another to coincide with Lenay's fierce dance and took a big drink.

It was a lonely city, but so many spectators gathered from where in the square at night that Almark again realized the popularity of the White Wolf throne.

One finishes a late meal at the city liquor store and returns to the carriage.

On the road to the square, Margot lined up next to Almark.

"Almark, how was me today?

Margot asks, Almark nods.

"It was so good. Of course you can use magic by yourself."

Almark saw Margot's big eyes shining in the lamp's lights.

"When Mr. Renay's lavish dance was added, it was incredibly fresh. Guests had the hottest gig of the day."

"Yeah."

Margot nods satisfactorily.

In that hand, two usual stones were gripped.

"Almark's getting better and better."

Saying so, I snap the stone in my hand.

"Use two swords or poke them, not just cut them. I can't imagine when Deli was around."

Margot gives the name of the swordsman who was on this throne before Almark.

"I couldn't do that to that drunk, even though he's far more grown up than you are."

"I'm from the North."

Almark replied.

"It's like holding a sword from the moment you feel comfortable."

"Thanks to the environment in which you were born,"

Margot shrugs.

"But that's a kind of talent."

Margot's exhale. In that hand, the stone makes a sound.

"I envy you."

"Margot, even you."

Almark saw Margot's face.

"You're a great magician."

But Margot laughs and shakes his head.

"You know nothing about magic, so you can say that."

And show Almark the stone in your hand.

"I know a little about how to use these kids, that's all. I'm not a magician."

"But I can't get a spark out of that stone."

Almark receives one stone from Margot, grips it with his hand and lets him try his best.

The stones don't show any reaction.

"Here."

"Real magicians don't rely on this stuff."

Margot laughed again when he said so and reached out and retrieved the stone.

"The witch I apprenticed treated me like a mere servant, twisted her personality, well, she wasn't a bitch, but I could still get the flame of the lamp out of that hand. Don't rely on stones like this."

"That might be true, though."

"So when I look at you, it's gonna be such a good inspiration"

That's what Margot says and looks up at the night sky.

"Watching your sword practice reminds me of when I was a freshman apprentice"

Margot saw Almark.

"Almark, you, stay with us"

"Almark!

Embraced by Aika from behind, Almark missed Margot's words.

"It was a good day, Almark. I fell in love with your sword."

"You're drunk, Aika."

"You're drunk. You're drunk."

Margot walks away while Almark is shutting up in a tight embrace by Aika.

I wonder what Margot was trying to say earlier.

"Ooh, genius swordsman. Be careful, he won't know what to do if he gets drunk."

Lenay, who has caught up with me, says this, laughing with a red face, too.

"Then help me, Mr. Renay."

"No. That's a step toward adulthood, too. Do something for yourself."

Almark reaches out and catches Lenay trying to get past the side saying that.

"Wait."

"Oh?"

Almark pulled me, and this one was totally drunk. Lenay fluttered her legs and fell in.

Almark, who had already been deposited with Aika, could not support two adults at once, and the three of them roll down the road.

"Come on."

Aika raises her voice with her butt on the ground, and Lenay pays for her clothes with her face up.

"No. Almark, give me your back."

"No, I can't do that. This one came from Aika."

"Almark, what does that mean? You mean I'm heavy?

As the three of us say that to each other, Danny, who was walking at the rear of the line, passes beside it with a frightened face.

"I know you guys are close, but don't get hurt. On the way."

"It doesn't matter if we're close or something."

"The sitter is the one who needs your help. Cold."

Almark and Aika raise their voices, but Danny doesn't even turn around just laughing.

"Damn. You're gonna wake up drunk."

It was when Lenay was poisoned.

From the end of the road, I heard screams.

Long scream. That, at the end, unnaturally interrupts.

"It's Margot's voice."

Renay changed her complexion.

"The carriage."

When Aika said it, Almark was running out.

"Hey, Almark!

The figure vanishes into darkness.

"... fast, dude"

Aika slapped Lenay on the back with a grunt.

"We're coming too!

Around the carriage, there was already a gathering of men on the back of one seat.

Everyone's far-fetched the carriage with a rugged face.

Almark spoke to one of them.

"What happened?"

"He's a deli bastard."

The man on the back gave the name of Almark's predecessor, the swordsman.

"Deli?"

"Oh."

The man nods and illuminates the carriage with a lamp.

"That bastard tried to steal into our carriage. So, Margot came home first."

From behind the carriage, a big red-faced man walked out.

The sword in his hand is shaking as it hangs.

And you're trying to hold it in your left arm to catch it.

"Margot!"

To Almark's voice, Margot leans back in Deli's arms and turns his neck.

"Almark!

"Let it go, Margot!

Deli screamed.

"This kid. You never cared."

"Deli!"

Danny screamed as he ran out of breath.

"You, were you in this city? What the hell are you doing?"

From behind, Lenay and Aika also caught up, breathtaking.

"Deli, that bastard"

"Oh, my God."

"Danny, you nibble. We're on a much poorer journey. I'm running out of money to drink."

That's what Deli says and stares hatefully at Danny.

"If you do, you're gonna tell me that one of you white wolves is coming to this city. I thought it was God's help."

"Don't drink again."

Danny screams.

"That's the place. I can't stop drinking no matter how many times I've told you. I know it's your fault, Deli."

"Ugh."

Deli summons.

"Don't look at me like a sitter. I'm not your sitter anymore."

"Just let go of Margot. Don't be silly."

"Which one's the idiot?"

Deli spit on the ground.

"Is there a guy among you who can deal with me? Make way."

"Are you looking for Margot's magic equipment?"

Lenay gave a cold voice from behind Danny.

"You were going to sell it for liquor."

"Because I knew where this kid was keeping his precious treasure in the carriage."

Deli laughed as she poked her sword at Margot's neck.

"And then this kid, he's already back. You guys, aren't you early today? Without me, we wouldn't be able to get a crowd of guests, would we?

"It's already late at night"

Danny says bitterly.

"You don't even have a sense of time anymore"

"If you drink it, you won't stop, this old man."

Lenay says.

"Daimyo, while you were drinking, you didn't even know if it was day or night."

"Let it go, Lenay!

Deli screams.

"A busy young man. Who the hell taught you the sword?"

"In the meantime, let Margot go."

Aika's harsh voice sounded like it ripped through the night air.

"I'll listen to you very carefully."

"You're still a good woman, you are"

Deli looked at Aika and had a humble laugh.

"But I'm not listening, what's your story? Aika, you're good at deceiving me."

Shit, and Ica gives me a tongue-in-cheek, irritating look.

Almark was staring calmly at the exchange.

A man named Deli who took Margot hostage.

The original sword arm may not be that bad, but now I'm pretty drunk and my sword tip is trembling.

There is no need to surround and persuade them in large numbers.

It's a decorative sword for the gig now at Almark's disposal, and it will be seized without any problems.

Once you pull Deli's consciousness away from Margot, clean it up at that moment at once.

I might break one of Deli's arms, but, well, let's give it a break.

It was then that Almark made that decision and tried to pull out his lower back sword.

Margot, in Deli's arms, warped his face and shook up his right arm.

"You stink of alcohol, don't touch me!

When I saw what was in Margot's hand that screamed, something cold ran down Almark's back.

Stone rings.

"Margot, hey, I'm kidding. Imitating really"

That moment when Deli was about to scream.

The ring emitted an odd heavy bass.