Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Two horses line the summer sunlit hills slowly.

On the back of the horse were two boys and a girl.

With the summer grass temptation of stretching to the knee length of the boys, the horse is likely to stray from the road every little walk, but every time it is pulled by the rope, it faces forward.

Occasionally, when a girl turns to her side and talks to the boys, her hair shakes in the wind.

Every time the boys whisper something at once, the girl's laughter plays.

It was a very calm scene.

It was Almark and Wendy who were holding the ropes of two relaxed horses.

Morgan, who has never been on a horse, is riding behind Almark.

The three were on a picnic to the hill, a short distance from the winter mansion.

"But Almark was surprised to be able to ride a horse."

Wendy smiles at Almark.

I was gonna ask Ward to come.

Wendy and Ward were originally going to steer the horses, and Almark and Morgan were going to ride behind each other.

But as soon as Almark found out that he could ride the horse, Ward suggested that he pull himself out and go alone.

Wendy was careful with Wendy's every move until the raid, and he was strictly controlling his behavior. I just asked.

Ward had a clear face.

"If Lord Almark and Lord Morgan are with us, the young lady will be safer than anywhere else in this mansion."

And I said, "Wendy's happy."

"I've been on a little ride before."

Almark answered.

The Black Wolf Cavalry, as its name suggests, is a caval-centric mercenary regiment. Horses were indispensable.

Almark can do anything.

Morgan shouted impressively behind Almark.

"Cool"

Almark looked back at Morgan.

"That's not true."

And shake his neck.

You're the one who's amazing.

That's Almark's true story.

Morgan's character of being able to get along with anyone without giving in.

A talent that can soothe those around you just by being there.

A quick switching thought circuit that can be thought of as anything.

And I don't usually show it, but I have the courage to show it when it's time to go.

How many times on this journey did Almark admire Morgan?

"Anyone can ride a horse if they practice it. But I can't be like you."

Huh?

Morgan twisted his head at what Almark said.

"If you could replace me, I'd still like to be Almark."

Wendy laughs brightly at the two of them.

"We both have our own virtues. We just don't know what we're good for."

There are sparse trees in the hills, and the shade of the trees lightens the heat only when it passes under them.

"I wish there were more trees."

and Morgan.

"Then you won't see anything."

And Almark laughs bitterly.

As expected, Wendy calls out to Morgan.

"Here."

Looking at Wendy pointing, the winter mansion looked far away.

Ooh.

Morgan cheers.

"It's so small."

"You've come a long way."

Almark says Wendy nods, "Yeah."

"I was wondering if I could see it for a while, but I didn't look surprised because of the leaves in the summer."

"Oh, I see. That's the Winter Mansion."

Morgan says.

"Yeah, it was always winter, so it was just a wild grass view."

Wendy said so and looked at the winter mansion and surrounding hills.

"This is the first time I've come to summer. I didn't know it was so beautiful."

Almark and Morgan also looked at Wendy.

Yes, it's beautiful.

And Morgan's stomach rang.

"I'm hungry when I see something beautiful."

Morgan made a hasty excuse, and the three laughed all at once.

"There's a creek over there. Let's rest the horses there for lunch."

Wendy laughed too much and wiped away the spilled tears.

"Beyond that creek, there's a place called Maruhita."

"Maruhinata?

Wendy answers Morgan's question with a bitter smile.

"When I was little, I named it.... it's not that big a deal. Around the creek, it's like a forest of evergreen trees, so there's not much sunlight, but it's always just the sunshine."

Heh.

"Ah, but...."

Wendy thought about it.

"That was a winter story... maybe not now"

"Ah, I guess so...."

As Almark nodded, Morgan waved behind him.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll be fine if I have a lunch."

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"Already. Say that and I'll show you something beautiful again."

"I'm going to be hungry. Stop."

Makes the horse walk slowly, laughing at that.

Arrive at the creek and descend the horse.

I knew the shade was cool.

Morgan says while wiping his sweat.

"Waterfront shade, awesome"

The horses were tied together and rested, and the three of them lowered their hips on the right stone in the shade.

Put the basket that Chief Cock Cedar gave me in the middle for lunch.

After enjoying a meal with an unparalleled chat, the three of them sat side by side and soaked their feet in the stream and cooled off.

"What was Wendy talking about...?"

Maruhinata, huh?

Wendy answers Almark's question.

"Yeah, that's it. Where is it?

"I don't know... how about summer?"

Wendy twisted her neck.

Well, let's go.

Wendy nodded at Almark's suggestion.

That's right.

"Hungry."

Morgan nodded, and the three of them stood up.

Walk along the creek for a while.

"I'm just ahead....."

Wendy's words have no heart or confidence.

"There... ah"

"Ah."

Eh?

The three simultaneously raised their voices and stopped.

The tip of the creek, as Wendy said, was lit up in a round circle on a leaky day.

Combined with the darkness of the surrounding shade, only that part surrounded by light appears to be a very mysterious space.

A circle of flowers was blooming in the middle of the circle.

Bright blue enough to stain your eyes.

I knew the three of them.

"Nuts Tachia Oi....."

Wendy mutters.

I can't believe it's blooming north like this.

Morgan shakes his head.

In the middle of the circle of light, only one blue flower stands straight and blooms.

It seemed as if someone had prepared a gift for the three of them at the end of their vacation in Miletos, which had always been painful.

"... it's like magic."

Morgan says.

"Magic is equal to everyone."

That's what Ilmis used to say in class.

Yeah, and Wendy nodded honestly.

The beauty of blue flowers does not change for anyone.

The power of magic does not change the effect of your identity or situation.

Almark remembered what Wendy said before.

"Identity means nothing to me before the magical power."

Can I say that one day? [M]

While staring at the blue flowers, Almark thought.

In front of Wendy.

Rin straight, like that nut tattoo oy.

I am the son of a mercenary in the north.

The three were staring at the blue flowers as if time had stopped.