When the stage curtain rose, the city stretched out.
But something's wrong.
The city is in terrible ruin.
The walls of the building are cracked and weeds grow from the cobblestones.
There is no one in the alley.
Hyoo, the wind blew through with a slicing sound.
The audience sighed confused.
There, something like a black shadow rises.
Someone.
Bad looking, dirty skin.
A man who seemed to be a poor man stood up from the darkness in a desolate corner.
"Hey."
The man looked around the area where no one was supposed to be and said, "Keep your voice down."
"That's enough."
In that voice, Almark unexpectedly looked at Wendy.
Eston.
"Yeah."
That noble pride, Eston.
I can't believe I'm dressed like that.
Hurry up.
Eston raised his voice slightly like he was in a hurry.
Then the shadowy thing stood up again.
Four of them.
You've been on the stage all this time?
They all look as bad as Eston.
Well done.
It's a bit of a mess.
When he saw their faces laughing at each other, Almark was surprised again.
Polois.
There's Killieb.
Wendy murmured as if she were stunned.
All five of them are nobles.
Five poor people, including Eston, looked at each other and laughed inferiorly.
"They look great, but they're stupid."
Polois says.
"I'm laughing with that face, Polois."
Almark was stunned.
Even when the duel with Garrell ended up like that, Koren was acting casually laughing, but Polois didn't break his modest attitude as a nobleman.
It was only once that he got upset.
Only when Almark was defeated at the martial arts tournament.
The polois is laughing with such an empty face.
"This is the guy."
A boy named Killieb, who doesn't know Almark, said so and took a big jewel out of his pocket.
I can fight those nobles.
"Demon Stone"
Polois nods as he nods.
"You finally got it."
Ah.
Eston nodded and looked beyond the guest seat to express his thoughts.
"Many of my people lost their lives to steal this stone. Now we're the only ones left to survive."
"But this will pay for everything."
Polois squeezed his fist and waved.
The rough behavior that the usual poloise would never show first.
"Now it's our turn to be nobles, eat good food, live in a large mansion, and party every day."
"Ah, let's make them look like them. They'll be glad they're dead."
Eston laughs too.
"Hey, this isn't good!
Another man made a sharp voice.
"Nobles in pursuit!
Eston and the others disappear to blend into the ruined city again.
It was a group of men in sparkling armor that rushed into it.
"Oh, my God, he's still around here."
That was the man in the most luxurious armor in the group.
"I'll never miss it."
Oh, that's Rugon.
Nelson says.
"It's true. Is he a nobleman?"
Raido shouted in surprise.
The only civilian from three teams who fought Raido at the Martial Arts Games.
Rugon has been a leader in three groups of civilians since that victory in martial arts.
In the martial arts tournament, only class councillors Luke and Rosfilia and three Lugons won two or ten matches, so the presence in the three groups, which is said to have a lot of militants, would have increased.
"Find them. Don't let them leave alive."
Rugon ordered with a harsh voice.
"A demon stone cannot be used by such an out-of-school person. For civilians who don't know what responsibility is, who just spit out dissatisfaction without thinking anything. We'll get it back."
Haha
The other nobles nodded.
"The children of the nobility."
Wendy watched.
"We're all civilians."
"Eh, that means..."
Almark shuddered.
"Sons of nobility play the role of civilians, sons of civilians play the role of nobility."
Yeah, I think so.
Wendy nodded as if confused.
"Besides, this is kind of like a nobleman's fight with a civilian."
"What do you mean?"
Almark watched the stage bewildered.
The composition of the three groups is very different from that of the two groups of Al Mark who were labeled "civilian groups".
There are only four of them, Wallis, Wendy, Leila and Torque, and the rest are civilians.
In addition, there are six girls in the class out of sixteen, but the other classes are different.
Of the fifteen members of the group, seven were from aristocracy and four were women.
Of the fifteen members of the three groups, eight were from noble backgrounds, and there were only three women.
The number of aristocracy and the number of boys is probably why the three groups are called militants.
The clashes and friction between nobles and civilians are not just three sets of problems.
It was in every grade and class.
Two pairs in the last three years before Al Mark came.
It is often said that the two pairs are together.
Wendy, Morgan, and Nelson all say it's thanks to Almark that the class has come together.
As for Almark, it occurred to me that after seeing Wendy's tears, I flew the torque in martial arts class, and I didn't intend to do anything else afterwards.
Regardless of whether it was thanks to Almark or not, it was certain that the two groups now focused on Wallis.
It was clearly felt in yesterday's play and in the comfort party that followed.
Even one set of absolute charisms, Ain, has taken on all the contradictions and reigned, so there may be a problem that is not superficial, but at least it seems to be grouped together as a class.
Of these, only three groups were still unable to come together as a class.
Almark had previously heard from Koren and Polois that Rugons and other civilian groups were growing dissatisfied and class councillor Lux was struggling as noble groups such as Eston and Kiribati took control of the class.
Even in martial arts competitions, civilians were removed from athletes and an aristocratic team was intentionally formed.
I wonder if the grooves between them are quite deep.
The three groups play each other's roles with nobles and civilians.
Noble boys playing the civilian role that they should have despised in front of a crowd of ordinary customers.
Civilian boys playing nobles who despise civilians.
Both Eston and Rugon have played a proper role so far, but there was a disturbing atmosphere and, to put it more, an intense sense of tension on the stage that no matter what happens at all.
The students in the student seat felt the air faithfully, and the general public who did not know the circumstances also occasionally felt anxious about the sword-eating atmosphere.
Based on Almark's confusion, the play proceeds.
Rugons and other aristocratic pursuers scatter around to recruit soldiers to defeat the aristocrats.
I have a magical stone in my hand that will be the trump card for victory in the fight against nobility.
It is advertised flashy, and we will increase our allies.
Of course, the Rugons didn't strain their hands either.
Hire the skilled swordsman Koren and take him to the captivity of the Estons.
Kool-en, with a slender atmosphere, seemed not interested in the claims of the nobles or in the claims of the civilians, and captured them with the civilian leaders everywhere, sometimes with swords, sometimes with arguments, and victorious over all of them.
"This is why Corwin gets tired."
Almark whispered to Wendy.
"There's a lot of Koren's dialogues."
That's right.
Wendy nods.
It was the day before yesterday that Colén was laughing like the other people next to him, saying he had a lot of conversations with Polois.
Given Colen's state of affairs, however bold he may be, he must not have planned to play a big role at that point.
That means that yesterday, a major modification was made to the play.
Who did such a thing?
Eston and Killieb were the ones who wrote the original script.
But now that they're around, it's unlikely that they'd like to rewrite it like this.
Then it's the civilian Lugons.
No, no, no.
Almark shook his head in his heart.
If they were to rewrite it, Eston and the others would not have overlooked it in silence.
Lux, a classroom member, is probably weak, not to mention Colén, who is not interested in the play.
That means...
I wonder if Rosfilia has changed everything.
"I think so."
Wendy nodded small.
"Something she can do."