Chapter 117: v7c8

The buzzing in the martial arts arena did not quite subside after the momentary offensive settlement.

Norish and liltie, who were at the front of the audience, were hugging each other and cheering, and the dramatic victory of Wendy, who was clearly at a disadvantage from the outside, must have excited the crowd.

　However, things were apparently not that simple.

Almark was unaware of this until he heard Raido's muttering.

I wonder if it means that he really liked the match."

"Huh?"

When Almark turned around, Raido gave him a surprised look.

"Did you not notice ?"

"Almark only looked at Wendy,"

　Nelson shook his head.

He stood up and clapped.

　Raido looked up at the top of the bleachers.

　Almark gazed up, too.

　The topmost section of the auditorium.

　There, sitting in the top row of the guest of honor's seats, was a hooded Prince Wolff.

"Prince Wolff?'

"Yes."

Raido nodded his head.

"The moment Wendy's victory was decided. Until a few moments ago, he would only clap a little when the match was over."

"Oh, he stood up and applauded?

The crown prince Wolff was already in his seat as if nothing had happened, but it seemed that about half of the buzz in the audience was surprise at the crown prince's reaction.

"Did anybody see his face or anything?"

'No, I'm afraid not.'

RaIdo shook his head.

"I see. ......"

Turning his attention away from the crown prince, Almark glanced casually into the audience and recognized the girl from before.

"Ah."

The girl was walking among the audience as if she was weaving her way between the seats while many spectators were getting up from their seats at the end of the match.

"Almark!"

Suddenly called, he turned around and his eyes met Wendy's, who was smiling.

　It is not the smile of a winner.

It was a slightly dimmed smile.

"Congratulations, Wendy!

" Almark said."

The match was amazing,"

　Wendy turned her head and shook her head.

"It wasn't amazing at all," Wendy said.

　Then she looked at Almark's face and smiled ruefully.

"But thank you. I won thanks to you."

"Thanks to me?"

Wendy nodded her head and made a face like she was biting something bitter.

I tried to do what she didn't want me to do," s

"I did that, and I won. But it was a little painful."

　Almark looked into Wendy's slightly wet eyes.

"You thought about your opponent, you thought you could win this way, and you did it right, didn't you?"

　Wendy looked puzzled at his words.

"I could feel how you felt. That's why it was so beautiful."

Wendy smiled at Almark's words and said, "I don't know what you boys are thinking,"

"But thanks for the praise,"

Then she turned to look behind him.

"Leila."

"I was watching you."

　Leila, who had been behind Almark, walked up to Wendy.

"That was great."

Thank you."

　Wendy smiled.

"Leila's next."

"I'll win too."

　Leila nodded and smiled.

A smile Leila had probably only ever given to Wendy among the students.

'Since it's you, I' m assuming you're worried about something Emelia said to you.'

Leila said calmly. Wendy's eyes go down.

"You don't have to be friends with everyone you meet."

Leila said as if she was telling that to her sister.

You just have to meet someone who understands your values,"

'Thanks for such words ......, Leila. 'Thanks for the ......, Leila. I guess it's just my nativity."

Wendy's mouth slightly twitched.

　Then she turned and walked over to her teammates.

　Garain and the others greeted Wendy with big smiles.

Torque's voice was heard saying, "That's what I'm talking about."

　Almark looked back at Wendy's back, and then suddenly remembered and turned his attention back to the audience.

　After all, the girl from earlier was no longer there.

　But not much time had passed yet.

　She must be inside the martial arts arena.

"Excuse me, I'm going out for a minute."

Almost immediately, Almark called out to Nelson, who was standing next to him, and started to run toward the passageway.

'Where are you going, Pillman's match starts soon."

"I'll be right back!"

Almark replied with back and dashed into the dimly lit passageway.

Evil powers are coming.

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Those words had stuck with him for a long time.

He wanted to see her and find out for sure what she meant.

Almark looked everywhere: the stairs up to the auditorium, the passageways, the restrooms.

　But the girl was nowhere to be seen.

He was walking down the passageway, looking up the stairs, when Almark turned a corner and saw a small white figure coming around the corner.

Almark almost bumped into a white-robed figure coming around the corner.

"I'm sorry,"

　He quickly apologized.

"No, it's all right,"

　The robed man answered pleasantly and then suddenly stared at Almark's face.

　, "Have we met somewhere before?"

Almark also looked at the man's face and checked it with his own memory.

However, the man's chiseled, soft features were not in Almark's memory.

"You must be a student of this academy".

　The man asks, looking into Almark's eyes.

"Yes, I am a third-year student at the elementary class," Almark answered.

The man nodded and asked another question.

"Who is teaching you in the Practical Magic class?"

'It's teacher Yilmaz.'

　The man broke into a smile at Almark's answer.

"Yilmaz"

He looked up to the sky and laughed, then turned to Almirk.

'I've missed that name. He was a classmate of mine."

"A classmate of teacher Yilmaz."

'Teacher. I see... Hmmm... that Yilmaz is now a teacher."

　The man laughed at Almarc's words with a truly joyful smile.

　He then says his own name as if he had just remembered it.

"I forgot to tell you, my name is Rainul. I am one of the court magicians of the Kingdom of Garai."

"Court magician."

　Almark rolled his eyes.

'That's amazing.'

At his reaction, Rainul smiled with satisfaction.

I''m glad to hear that kind of honest reactio. I'm here today as His Highness Prince Wolff's escort. I don't get to see his highness very often, except on occasions like this."

"I see that you are also a graduate of this academy ."

"That's right. The Nork academy of Magic is place of my youth!"

　Rainul raised his hands in a theatrical gesture.

"I miss everything here, including this martial arts tournament ."

　Then he looked around with kind eyes.

　He is a little strange, but he doesn't seem to be a bad person.

"You are ......"

"Almark."

Almark, that's a good name.

　Rainul closed one eye at Almark.

"I've seen that name in documents. Your parents must have been very cultured people."

"Is it so?."

　He never heard anyone say that before.

　Almark was puzzled.

　However, Rainul asked him a question without notice to Almark's expression.

Almark, are you having the match today?"

" I'm going to fight soon "

"I will definitely support you."

　Rainul raised his right hand.

　On his middle finger shone a gold ring.

"Thank you."

　Almark looked at the ring without looking at it as he raised out his hand.

　(The design, although extremely simplified, is from .......)

　(A snake, perhaps.)

Good luck Yilmaz's student, Almark.

"Yes, "

　When he nodded back at Rainul's smile with a smile of his own, Almark's nose detected a very faint, strange smell.

　Or rather , a familiar smell

The smell of rot.

A smell that had been hanging over the battlefield in the north since the first day

Or perhaps it is the smell that floats in with the darkness from deep in the forest.

A very slight smell of rottenness that ordinary people probably wouldn't even notice.

It was only because it was Almark that he could smell it.

(Why this smell coming from such a well-dressed person?)

　Just when Almark wondered, a cheer went up from the support area.

That reminded Almark that he had been out of the cheering area for a long time now.

(The match had begun, or perhaps it had already ended.)

"I have to go."

Rainul let go of his hand at Almark's words.

'I'll definitely see you again somewhere, Almark."

Rainul waved his hand in a playful manner.

The ring of the snake wavered.

　Almark bowed his head.

(I have a feeling that I will see this person again somewhere in the near future.)

　It was a very near future.

It was like a wild intuition that Almark had developed on the battlefield and on his travels.

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