Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

The practice began.

Almark was surprised to see the swords that everyone brought for practice. I imagined a wide range of swords in my room, but it was actually like a thin Rapier who dropped a blade. And its usage seems to be limited to poking.

Almark thought I had never used it before.

You will not choose this sword in battle.

The thin blade is convenient for threading into the armor gap of heavily armed enemies, but it is too thin. It could break just by catching enemy axes and spears.

I've fought mercenaries with all sorts of things, but no one has used such a thin sword.

After thinking so much, I realized that I was the only one imagining the actual battle and laughed bitterly.

Yes, we haven't fought in a hundred years. Swordsmanship is only one form of education.

After a while of pretending, he split up into pairs, put on tannery and started the game practice.

The tip of the sword is wrapped in soft resin, so there is no injury even if it hits, but everyone meets violently and unexpectedly.

Wallis is the one who is showing elegant movement. Whoever you're dealing with doesn't seem serious, but it's easy to win. It certainly seems to be different from martial arts.

Morgan, as he put it, didn't seem to have much talent. I can see my hips pulling even when wearing armor. I don't know what the motor nerves are, they're just running away.

Nelson, on the other hand, seems to have a good motor nerve and is behaving quite well. He said that his father was a knight's servant, so he might be interested in the sword.

Torque is meeting the surrounding boys. I see, I'm just doing a good job of being confident. Power alone might be better than Wallis.

When the girl turns her eyes, most of the girls stick to each other with their hips, like they're playing. However, there was only one group of men who were losing face.

Wendy and Leila.

They may have been trained earlier than the others because they are both aristocrats, but they still behave well.

As Almark watched impressively, they continued their incandescent offensive, but at last Leila's thrust caught Wendy's chest.

After the game, the two are discussing with a smile as they wipe their sweat. Looks like they recognize each other's power. Wendy was surprised that Leila had that look on her face.

Then suddenly Rapier was thrown in front of Almark.

Take it, newbie.

Torque.

Someday he stood in front of Almark, following the circle.

"I don't want the weak ones in my class."

Torque laughed as he watched Morgan having a sit-down meeting.

"It would be boring just to watch. I'll be your partner."

"Did Dr. Bowen forgive you?

According to Almark, the torque squeezed his chin.

"I didn't see it anyway."

It turns out that Bowen is in the middle of other students' instruction. He seems to be an enthusiastic leader and teaches with gestures.

Almark shrugged his shoulders and picked up the sword.

Much lighter than I thought, but the material is not bad. I don't think I need that much force.

Well then, please do it. Um, the armor.... "

Garaine, lend him yours.

The torque ordered the surrounding boy standing behind him. The boy smiles hard and takes off his armor.

Wearing sweaty tanned leather armor, Almark stood in front of the torque. Standing in front of a large torque, Almark looks terribly small.

"Thank you for waiting."

The torque is viewed by licking Almark from top to bottom.

"Hmm, the countrymen in the north. One of the magic lights, one of the unsatisfactory ones, just came to do something else."

Almark raised his eyebrows slightly to the words of the torque.

"This isn't where savages like you come from. Go back to your country and kill each other."

I didn't mean to tell you, the poke of my body flew in my stomach.

Almark smashes it down without making it.

The loud noise rang across the martial arts hall, and everyone looked back.

The torque broke down and allowed the body to swim. After two or three steps, the torque rushed back to its position.

Let's do this.

I saw a blood vessel emerge on the right side of my forehead.

"I don't think you're very noble. That's vulgar."

Almark was worried about how provocative he would be.

I was waiting for this timing. The torque will definitely come in. We'll be forced to swing by and drag it into our mound. That's what I've decided since I saw Wendy tears yesterday.

Looking behind the torque, everyone was watching with a stubborn spit. As far as Wendy was concerned, he looked at us with a pale face. Instructor Bowen is looking at us, but there's no sign of stopping him. Maybe the dean said something.

"Don't worry about avoiding it once."

and torque. Wendy and I are worried about each other for a moment. It's okay, Wendy. Don't worry about it. I will return the favor I received.

Leila has a cold expression in contrast to Wendy.

The other, Wallis, a classmate, stares at Almark with frightening cold eyes.

I wonder who he is. Almark thought. From the atmosphere, perhaps quite high among the nobles... but those eyes... are like the eyes of a wartime mercenary.

I'll kill you.

In the words of the torque, Almark laughed lightly for the first time.

"Don't say scary things. Aren't you really a mercenary?

Torque's face was red stained with anger. I wonder if it's around here. Almark thought. That's enough provocation.

"Shiro!"

Speaking words that I didn't think were students of the academy, the torque shook my body. Now I'm aiming for the face. There's no armor, it's a place to peel. Almark twisted his neck slightly and dodged it. The girls who were watching screamed. The torque went upside down, avoiding twice and not once. His face, throat, chest, and momentum could kill Al Mark, but Al Mark doesn't touch his body as if it were a phantom. Eventually, the torque also ran out of breath.

"A coward just slipped away....."

When Torque had a repentant malice, Almark sinked unexpectedly. As I thought, his rapier was hitting the torque armor's chest with a faint sound.