It's all one flower.

Sal Gaz stops and looks back.

The troops disperse around him and watch the perimeter.

Zappers remembered the scene of a beast hunt that he had taken to his father several times.

"Lady, did you hear the radio last night?

"Yes, yes. That girl....."

"This man is the son of a hunter and a [flying hawk (taka)] scholar. I want a little combat power now. Let's take him."

"Ah, she's a big kid, how dare you fight..."

The owner of the inn desperately dies.

"In the beast hunt, this man also wore [armor], and came back alive many times. That's why I'm still here."

"Hmm? No way."

The landlord asked Zappers for confirmation.

Sar Gaz grabbed his wrist and Zappers couldn't escape. Fearing that she might be killed if she vomited a lie, she pulled her chin small.

The landlord's old, relaxed eyelids lift up and face Sal Gaz.

This man is three sons, not a heir, but he has participated in the beast hunt many times since he was thirteen years old. When this man said he wanted to learn architecture at Cravel, the narrow monkey Ulu disagreed, but I thought it wasn't bad to learn another technique, so I gave him permission and tuition. "

Sal Gaz explained the situation to the commoner in front of him without lying or deception. Zappers is surprised to see the two of them give up like mid-career HR.

Every time an explosion sounds from a distance, the landlord puts himself in a rush, but he doesn't pull into the cafeteria where everyone in the boarding house lives, he does his best at the front door.

"I am the owner of this inn. I have a responsibility to return her to her parents safely."

"Great professional ethics. Praise and send."

The landlord glanced at Sal Ulu, laughing happily, and gazed from the top of his head to his toes.

It looks about the first half of the twenties, but it's a long-lived race born just half a century before the civil unrest, a little older than the landlord.

A head a minute taller than Zappers, and a firm body and confident attitude overwhelm those who see just by being there.

Now I wear armor embroidered with red thread with various defensive spells and spellmarks, and I wear a dagger on my waist. The badge I raised from my neck (today) is a sign of a magical warrior [rapidly descending eagle] school. Whoever doesn't know who he is will not be willing to disobey him.

But while the landlord trembled, he kept it for Zappers.

The boarder is someone else. Still, he risked his life trying to help me.

Zappers stepped firmly on the road with both feet and shouted out his stomach.

"Ah, uh, Sal Gaz."

"What is it?"

There was no color of anger in the green eyes pointed at him, but the moment he met the ruler of the village, Zappers' stomach was stiff.

"I... have no experience in city warfare."

"Fighting beasts in the woods is harder."

"I fought against humans... and I trained to fight... at all"

"In awe, Sal Gaz. Whether you know how this boy looks or know a little bit about [flying hawk (taka)], if you put him on the front line, you'll definitely get caught up in it."

It's quiet, but the voice that passes well interrupts. An old magical warrior.

As I said, do you want to prevent amateurs from entering for tactical reasons? Poor scared Zappers, and you helped him.

Facial expressions, such as (so-called), were scarce, and I didn't understand the intention.

Sal Gaz wasn't angry when he broke his back on the story because he trusted him. Draws Zappers' fleeing wrist and rolls it up suddenly.

"As stated on the radio last night, this country must not be held hostage by folk grass parties such as the branch party of Qin Pi (Tnerico). They deceived many other people and secretly promoted the use of magical creatures' weapons. I don't know how Artel's Kilcrusians got the information, but the Magic Cannon is the cause of the war."

Zappers and the landlord nodded with momentum.

"If the Lacrimalis government finds evidence, they won't talk. Unfortunately, General Al-Jadi Raquz Nenea and I are giving it to such a statesman. Do you understand? It's Zappers, the forest boy."

"I don't know... it's hard."

Answering with a fading voice, Sal Gaz snorted.

"Well, let me tell you something. If we do not regain power in the hands of House Lacus Nenea, this country will... no, Lake Lacus will dry up and all the surrounding countries will perish. If the influence reaches the Multiflora kingdom in the Hubei region, in the worst case scenario, the seal of the three realms of monsters can be lifted."

"Nh... that's not true..."

"Kilcrusts who pushed for democracy and so on don't know that. In the first place, with only a few years of tenure, the folklore that was only temporarily empowered would be able to perform the same duties as those of our Lacus Nenia family and the Lacrimalis royal family."

The landlord's breathtaking sound reached Zappers' ear.

The sound of battle destruction gradually increases.

Sal Gaz let go of Zappers.

"Zappers, let me curse you. Once you've made up your mind, go to Panichea Uni Flora Temple on Asami Street in the Eastern District and tell Father Usherdier."

On the other hand, it runs towards the explosion. The troops followed.

The old magical warrior drops them off and puts a thick palm on Zappers' shoulders.

"Boy. Go home."

Return the heel and follow the unit without waiting for an answer.

Even as they disappeared, Zappers' shoulders were still covered with the weight and luxury of the Magic Warrior's hands.

"Oniichan, did you go to that temple...?

When Pina's sister heard, Zappers vigorously shook his head to the side.

"I don't know where it is, and even if I do... I can't help a murderer..."

Zappers took off his glasses and wiped away his tears, while Reflatz turned his back.

"Honestly... I was afraid I might get mad at Sal Gaz for coming home. But when I get back, I'm relieved to hear that General Unuk Elhaia has scolded me for hunting the Hidden Kilcrusts and is trapped somewhere in Cravel."

Zappers squeezed his glasses and threw up his words all at once.