It's all one flower.

All seven groups of singers will be around, and the renewal of the boundary with the curse song [Path Guard] will be completed in one day today.

The group, which includes the needle amiera, begins in section 35 at the deepest end of the refugee camp and ends in section 24 by way of sections 32 and 30 in a westerly direction.

If the early summer sun sparkles around the forest and there are no monsters or beasts, I think it would be a lovely place.

It ended without any particular problems and took a breath in the twenty-fourth section, slightly closer to the center.

"Congratulations, I will continue to record the chorus.Please don't go too far. "

"Yes, I'm talking here."

When the black-haired singer Archione replied cheerfully, Soprano singer Oratrix nodded with a reassuring face and went to the assembly room with the singers who lived in the block.

"It was easy today.I had a beast before and it was tough. "

"I'm glad nothing happened."

Alchione of the people without power said with an innocent face, but Amiela the needle found herself with a strong face.

"Even around the field, it was enclosed with a barbed wire net, making it difficult for wildlife to get near it, and the board with the Enchantment carved on it was pretty much gone."

The chief of the Vigilante Corps in Section 24 has a tight chest.

This is somewhat near the center of the refugee camp, but due to the continuous growth of trees, trees that cannot be felled lead to large forests, which are bordered by forests in the south and east.

"It's decided that safety is best, but sourcing venison and deer skin will be difficult."

"Well, honestly, I don't need it for the moment."

The vigilante chief smiled bitterly at the singing princess, and the group member and the passing refugee nodded.

"What? Why?"

A question spills from Amiela's mouth.

"I used to get all the animal skin, horns, bones, teeth, and beast-derived materials, and I asked a member of the Patens Temple Society to help me buy them from the city's craftsmen."

Recently, training materials for tanning (kawatanning) have arrived as relief supplies.

The Franciscans, who were commissioned by the Assacol leader, instructed me, and the lecturer dispatched by the Patens City Chamber of Commerce and Industry gave me a good lecture.

A passing young man joins the conversation.

"It's the first time I've learned how to do this, but each process takes days, months, until the raw skin is tanned and peeled."

Hmm?

Amiela didn't know either.

"Well, I knew it would be such a price for proper leather shoes."

"After the tanning, the skin was finished, the spells and spells were embroidered and sewn into the shape of the terminal case, and finally finished."

"But I'm sure I can sell it."

I don't know.

Young people and vigilantes face each other bitterly.

"The lecturer came to the first day of the process one by one, and he also taught me how to practice, but it stinks anyway."

"Because there are many processes that can be shortened by magic, I was told it would take about half the days to do it in a scientifically civilized country."

"There's a guy whose mind broke because of that smell, and he's already out of work."

"Hmm...."

Alchione's eyebrows are shaped well.

"Well, as far as the information you bring me and the donated Hunan Economic Newspaper are concerned, the war is not over at all."

"Well, I thought it was going to be a long way, so I evacuated here."

"Not if the Nemorarists are breaking up with the TFG and the PLA."

A sigh leaks from the refugees.

Did you start making materials from horns and beasts here too?

Alchione changed the subject a little.

"The horns are a little extra, so the craftsmen here are making something."

"Bone and beast-derived materials are still sold to city craftsmen."

"It's not safe here."

"They'll trade you for magical embroidered threads, so I'm glad you're alive."

"If you think about it, it's going to be tougher than tanning."

"I see. Refugee camps are temporary accommodations, so if we can even make the necessary facilities, we'll settle here."

As Alchione nodded, the refugees looked at each other.

"I don't know if that's a joke or not, but there are a few people who say it."

"But there are more people who want to go home if they can."

If the number of people decreases, that's the only way to protect them.

"Well, by then, I'd be hardening my protection even more."

Said to protect her, Amiela remembered another errand.I'm so obsessed with talking that I almost forgot my share of this section.Remove only one [protective glove] from the bag on your shoulder.

"This is an [invisible (invisible) shield] [protective glove].I've only been able to do four by today, so please take one compartment at a time. "

I gave it to the Vigilante Commander with a copy of the spell and instructions for use.

"What? Did you make this? Craftsman?"

"No, I was originally working as a tailor and sewing clothes.Recently, I started learning magic embroidery from a scholarly craftsman, and I'm still practicing it, but I made sure I could protect it properly, so I brought it. "

"Oh, that's not what I said."

"Surprise?"

"It's amazing how you can sing and embroider."

"I'm here to help you be a fine craftsman."

The Vigilante Commander receives the gloves and instructions and gives out the other hand.When Amiela took her fearful hand, she gripped it back forcefully.

"We'll survive. You too."

"Ha, yes! I'll do my best!"

You get unexpected encouragement and burn deep inside your chest.

"Made from donated deer skin, it has a higher magic retention than sheep skin."

I embroidered a spell mark on the back of the glove and placed a spell around it.A [Magic Crystal] is sewn inside the wrist, and a spell mark is placed on the wrist and palm so that the magic spreads across the entire body.

"More powerful than normal."

"Maybe... I just made it like the craftsman told me... ah, please just check the range with water or something before using it in battle."

I'm not worried.

"You should be so careful."

When Archione smiled bitterly, the vigilante became a little embarrassed.

"Thank you. I'll take care of it."

Oratrix finishes the recording and comes out of the assembly hall satisfactorily.

Amiela left the refugee camp feeling more fulfilled than usual.