Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

The Nork Magic Academy was a much larger school than I had imagined.

According to the islanders, more than a third of this island, which is by no means small, is the site of the College.

Almark rose to heaven. I've seen huge castles and museums on a long journey, but I've never heard of anything of this magnitude in just one facility.

When I asked for the location of the main gate, I was closer than I thought, so I stroked my chest down.

Standing in front of a huge main gate of such magnitude that it is no longer a temple in itself, he asks for guidance from the young guards who were there.

However, when I visited the headmaster, the guards did not meet with me as if I was in trouble to get rid of him.

When Almark desperately asked for the name of the dean, the guards thought for a while, saying that he had been recognized by the dean's yolog teacher to become a student here. And after reviewing Almark's beggar-like style many times, he agreed to take him to the dean, even though he was half-hearted.

A well-maintained garden where gardeners seem to be busy. When the two of them walked in silence for a long time, the trees that had blocked their view suddenly disappeared and a huge building appeared in front of them.

"This is the school building of Nork Magic Academy. Primary school students will be studying here for three years."

said the guard. Without that explanation, it was a luxurious building that would have been believed to be a residence of the nobles or a royal villa.

Almark still has a building like the one he never had.

"... that's amazing."

Almark had an honest feeling.

"Oh, I wish you'd let me in."

As the guards said so, they entered the building.

I have the dean's office here.

Almark follows him into the building.

This is the dean's office.

When he stopped in front of a large door, the guards said, pointing their right hand at Almark.

When Almark looked surprised, he said, "Sword."

I'm sorry, but I'll take care of it.

Ah, yes, Almark lowered the sword on his back and handed it to the guard with one hand.

The guard watched the weight of the sword with both hands. Then I knocked on the door with it.

"Dean, we have a child who wants to enroll."

Then there was an answer from inside the room saying, "Come in."

"Excuse me."

The guards entered first, and Almark followed.

In the unexpectedly modest interior, there was a large desk with no idea how many adults were carrying it. There is also a large shelf next to the desk, lined with thick books and various items I have never seen before.

This is the boy.

Almark turned to the front of the desk in response to the guard's voice.

There was an old man sitting in a chair behind the desk.

A gray-haired old man with a calm face. My beard has grown a lot longer like my long hair.

Almark wondered if one day the wisdom spirit that the traveling magician had said would look like this.

"I am the Yolog of the Dean of Nork Magic Academy.... what about you?

said the old man.

A deep warm voice. This man can be trusted. Almark thought so.

"Yes... at the main gate..."

The guard begins explaining everything.

It seemed that he was finally beginning to regret bringing the beggar boy here.

"My name is Almark, Dean of the School."

Almark said that regardless of the guard.

Yologue looks at his face seriously.

"Almark..."

Once in his mouth, he rebelled.

This is Almark, the son of Shadow Fang Raise, a lieutenant of the Black Wolf Cavalry fighting in the North.

Almark added. The guards are watching Pocahontas and him.

"... Black Wolf... Raise..."

Yologue murmured in his mouth. Then I opened my eyes as if I had thought of something.

"No way, it was Almark, Lord Raise's son!!

"Yes, my father used to help you once."

Almark answered.

Yologue stepped out of his desk with excitement.

Zed, back off.

The guards hurried back.

"Almark, why don't you come over here and show me your face?"

"Yes"

Almark stood in front of his desk. Yologue looked at his face seriously.

Hmm.

Eventually, Yologue exhaled with a sharp backrest.

"If you are the son of Lord Raise of the Black Wolf Cavalry, yes, Almark! But aren't you 11 anymore? Why are you two years late to come here? And what about that outfit? What happened to Lord Raise? Aren't you coming with me?

"Dean Sensei"

Almark smiled.

"I can't answer that many questions at once."

"Oh... that's right. I'm sorry."

Yologue shook his head. After that, Almark answered the dean's questions one by one.

After hearing everything, Yologue exhaled again.

"Oh my God, even the Black Wolf Cavalry is in Bastia... the war in the North isn't over yet..."

"Yes, rather, as I grew up, my father..."

"It's sad. The strength of the brave people of the North is indispensable to the coming battle against the" Abyss King "..."

"'The Abyss'?

"Ah... no, this is our story. But it turns out that you're Almark himself. You've grown up well."

"Thank you."

"Can I ask you just one more question?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"If you've served in the North, you've heard of it once. Gilfin Witchcraft Mercenaries"

"... yes, there is. One of the many mercenary regiments in the north."

After the success of the "Dead Ashes Magician“ Gruder, the southern magicians traveled northwards to test their power in action. Many of them are, unfortunately, graduates of our Academy. Most of them disappeared due to the cold in the north and the severity of the battle, but some were as successful as Gilfin. Most of those who succeeded were originally from the North. They came to learn from the beginning to exercise our magic in the battle in the North. But we are not willing to tolerate any further abuse of the magic that has gone south. "

"What do you want to say?

"I don't mind if you think it's like an entrance exam.... that's why we haven't allowed students from the North to enroll for the last few years, except in special cases. I'll ask you there. [M] What do you think you'll do after you learn magic here? Are you going back north like Gilfin and exercising your powers?

With that, Yologue peered into Almark's eyes.

Almark also realized that if he gave a stupid answer, it would be immediately visible.

"I'm going north, too."

Yologue opened his eyes to Almark's answer. But Almark continued his words.

"On my journey, I saw peaceful countries in the Nakahara and the South. I touched that rich life.... why only the north. That's what I want to know. And peace for the nations of the North, and prosperity for the people. I'm going north to make it happen."

Yologue stared into Almark's face with his eyesight.

And after two seconds of distraction, he said with a smile.

"Welcome to Nork Magic Academy, Almark."