Chapter 54: v3c11

Early the next morning.

There are no lessons starting today.

Usually it is time to head to the campus .

Almark was wandering around the garden.

Looking up at the sky, he remembered the magic fireworks that colored the night sky on the last day of the exam.

Remembering the fireworks again after it became bright, something new was beginning to form in Almark's heart.

　It seemed to take a definite shape, but it did not take a definite shape, and when Almark gave up and was about to return to the dormitory, he saw a shadow walking toward the dormitory.

　He noticed a figure walking toward the dormitory.

"Leila!"

　Almark called out.

Leila, carrying a large bag of leather and a smaller bag of cloth, was walking quickly toward him.

　She noticed Almark and blatantly raised her eyebrows.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm just going for a walk. Leila is going home.'

"Well, yeah."

"Is someone picking you up?"

"I have someone waiting for me at the port."

She walks past Almarc, saying.

"Take care."

　Almark gave a small, apologetic nod.

　Leila walked away toward the main gate without once looking back.

　Leila's family, the Coogan family, is said to be a prominent family that has produced a minister in the Kingdom of Rogosha in the Middle Plains.

　The Kingdom of Rogosha itself is like a branch of the great Foretta Kingdom, and is politically complicated in many ways, but Almark does not know much about that, nor is he very interested.

　However, Leila's words before, "I don't have time for this," and the way she left today, as if avoiding being seen, even though she is a noblewoman.

　Almark could see that there was no doubt that Leila had some complicated circumstances.

As the sun rose high in the sky, many adults entered the grounds of the Academy one after another through the main gate. They all made their way through the gardens to the student dormitories.

The students, too, could not wait peacefully inside the dormitories, some going to the main gate to meet them, others hanging around in the gardens or outside the dormitories, waiting for them.

　Almark watched the scene with great interest from the window of his room.

Well, as Morgen and Nelson had said, it was indeed a spectacular scene.

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The students who greeted the guests were of all kinds, and the adults who came were also dressed in a variety of outfits.

　There were men who looked like aristocratic butlers and men and women who looked like servants.

Men and women dressed as if they were merchants or wealthy.

There are also men who look like farmers, dressed in their best outfits.

Some of the men are dressed in colorful and unusual ethnic costumes, which are rarely seen in this place.

　(Those are the clothes of the people of Brocia, far west of the Kingdom of Forretta in the Middle Plains. Wow, there are students from that far away) Almark thought.

　There is Eldo.

Eldo's parents had already arrived, and Eldo was hopping around them with a happy look on his face.

Eldo looked like an ordinary child, which was hard to associate with the way he was always lecturing Almark in front of him.

　(I'm glad I was able to help Eldo, I think.)

　(Of course, I had never thought about going home for the vacations, but Eldo's happiness suddenly made my heart tingle.)

　He wondered if his father would come to pick him up like the parents of other children. Almark imagined.

　The Black Wolf Cavalry leader "Black Wolf" Gerus's one arm, "Shadow Fang" Reyes.

　When he goes to negotiate with the contractor as the deputy commander. When he goes to negotiate with other mercenary groups. When he goes head-to-head with the enemy mercenary group's ace.

　The formal attire of his father Reyes, whom Almark remembers, was always dull, shiny black metal armor.

By the time he thought, "I should have worn armor, "it would have been too late.

That was his father's philosophy. "Never let your guard down at any time. Always prepare for the worst.'"

　But that is not all.

　his father's figure, clad in jet-black armor, had an air of dignity about it. There was a sense of silent intimidation, as if he knew that even mercenaries could not be treated with disrespect.

This was probably something indispensable for tough negotiations.

Almark was very proud of his father' , as a child.

However, if such situation were to happen to him and his father, even his father would not come to pick him up wearing armor.

　(So what would he wear?)

　Even thinking about it, Almark really can't picture his father in anything other than armor.

(　If father came to visit me during my six more years at the academy.)

　Almark thought.

At that time, Almark will probably know the answer to that question for the first time.

 

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