Chapter 103: v6c9

 

After putting away their swords and armor, Almark and Torque walked in silence on their way back , which was now quite late.

　Once Almark spoke to Torque, but Torque only sniffed and did not reply.

( I could have returned with Wendy today ,) Almark thought regretfully.

(What did I wrong? Why was Torque standing next to me?)

As they were nearly to the dormitory, with no conversation going on, Torque suddenly clicked his tongue.

'What a bunch of jerks."

"What?"

　As they went, they saw two boys standing there, illuminated by the lights of the dormitory.

"Who are they? I've never seen them before."

"You don't know them, they're in class 3,"

　Torque answered.

"Heh, from class three."

　They turned around as if they had heard Almark's words.

"Hey, it's Torque," one of them said, looking at Torque.

"What are you doing practicing so late?

" Are you practicing for a martial arts tournament?"

"Does it have anything to do with you, Eston?"

　Torque answered bluntly.

"What are you doing here?"

　The boy called Eston laughs. He has a physique that would stand up well alongside the large Torque.

"We were just standing here chatting," he says. Hey, Polois."

"Yeah,"

　The other boy nods. He, too, is large.

Oh, yeah, these are the guys, Almark thought

"The dorms are so noisy. I don't feel comfortable here, so we'll talk here".

"I see."

　I see.

Eston stops Torque as he is about passing by,

"I heard that Wallis is not allowed to participate in the martial arts tournament. Poor guy."

　Torque stops, sticking out his tongue in annoyance.

"What's the point?"

Because you and Wallis are the only two boys in your class that are not going to compete . If Wallis isn't going to be there, then you're the only one left of the aristocratic boys. It's no match for me. I'm sorry to say."

　Eston looked at Torque with a depressing expression.

"It's not easy being in the commoner's class. You have to do a lot of work you don't have to do."

"You're a pain in the ass," Torque replied.

"I'd like to be a little less harsh on you guys, but the guest of honor's seat is also a bit of an eyesore. I'm sorry. ......"

　Eston smiled.

"I'll do my best to win," Don't cry just because we lost all the matches."

　At these words, Pollois blurts out, "Oh, by the way, that's the torque class."

"I remember a girl in Torque's class who used to cry a lot. I wonder what her name was."

"don't ask me."

　Eston responds with a laugh.

"I don't remember every single commoner's name".

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Torque interrupted their exchange.

"We don't have to go easy on Wallis, but we have this guy. He might be stronger than Wallis."

　With that, he indicated Almark, who was standing next to him.

　Eston and Pollois glanced at him as if noticing he was here for the first time.

Oh," Isn't that your usual dfriend who was standing next to you?"

　Eston said, and Polois laughed.

He must be your third or fourth follower You're in the commoner class, so there's no shortage of potential followers .

"Almark."

　 Almark interrupted.

«My name is Almark. I transferred in this spring, so you probably don't know me. I'll be at the upcoming tournament. Nice to meet you."

Torque."

　Eston spoke to him as if he had not heard Almark's words.

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:If you are a member of the nobility, you should think aboutwith who you hanging out . You should consider a better commoner for a follower.”

　Torque laughed.

" He's not following me. I asked him to train with me today."

　Eston and Polois looked at each other and frowned.

Torque ......."

　Eston looked at him with pity .

"You've changed. That may be fine inside the academy, but the outside world is tough. You'll never make it."

"I don't need your advice ."

　Torque shook his head.

"You know what's out there, don't you?"

I'm sure your house is ........."

　Eston's words made Torque look a bit angry , so Eston held his mouth in a gesture of amusement.

"I guess I shouldn't have brought this up in front of him."

　Torque clicked his tongue and said.

"Come on, Almark let's not waste our time with them ."

"She was in the same class as you guys in first year. ......"

　Almark, not caring about Torque, calls out to the two.

'Do you remember a girl named Norisch? "

　 They look at each other again, but do not look at Almark's face. They seems to be very thorough .

"I don't know. I can't know from her name alone."

　Eston, on behalf of both of them, answered curtly.

"I see "

　Almark's words elicited no response from either of them.

"Almark?"

Torque raised an exasperated voice.

, "Oh, I'm sorry. Let's go."

　Almark walked past them, alongside Torque.

"I'm looking forward to the martial arts tournamen, Torque."

　At the sound of Eston's voice, Torque turned and yelled back, "Shut up. Poloise's laugh mingled with it."

　After a short walk, Torque clicked his tongue.

"I'm sorry you waited for me . They're always a pain in the ass."

:They're a very interesting bunch,"

　 Almark said.

"What?"

　Torque looked at Almark.

“What are you laughing at?:”

"Yeah, I'm kind of laughing."

　Almark shrugs.

　As he looked at them , Almark naturally remembered his father's words ,.

　"The nobles who hire the mercenaries are not all clever people."

　"Some of them are quite reckless, and some of them don't even consider mercenaries as human beings to begin with."

　Whenever he went to negotiate with nobles, his father would sometimes come back laughing.

One day, when Almalk asked him why, his father answered with a wry smile that he sometimes showed.

"I can't wait to see the next time I see those people, who never even looked at me and treated me like a nameless stray dog, smile at me and call my name with a flirtatious smile."

He pats Almark on the head and adds, playfully, as he walks off to the Commander's tent.

"Well, we'll have to fight for our lives today for that."

　To Almark, his father's back was somehow both scary and dependable.

"if I'm going to fight, I'd rather fight people I don't like."

　Seeing Almark smile wryly, Torque also chuckled thinly.

　He glanced back.

"I feel a little sorry for them. Seeing you smiling like that."

" Let's win, Torque."

　Almark looks at Torque and makes a fist.

"No, I've got one fight to start with."

　Torque chuckles.

The two figures disappear into the dormitory alongside

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