It's all one flower.

The courier Fierka returned to the deserted island with two large cages.

Although it is late June, the wind from Lake Lacus is strong on a remote island in the bay of Lacrimalis, the capital of the kingdom.

As soon as he got out of the tent, he was blown away by the warmth of his body, and Roark shuddered.Pick up one of the cages and hurry back to the tent.

The courier opened the lid of the cage.

Inside are quiches and sandwiches packed with hardware.

Klaus stepped out of the tent and immediately returned with the water.The Carrier collects half of the water and purifies it.

Rourke arranged the tea bags and four mugs from the basket.

"I'll wash my hands, so let me go forward like this."

Klaus Torah demonstrated and Rourke obeyed honestly, but the original star's mark (Shirabe) did not move.

A floating lump of water washed Klaus' own hands, threw the dirt out of the tent, and then washed Roark's hands.

Shipper Fierka brews herbal tea with [water control].The remaining water was spread thinly and cooled, and my hands were washed and cleaned.

"You touched a rock or something earlier."If you eat with your dirty hands, you'll get sick. "

Fierca brings the re-purified water closer to the original star marker.The man put his hand forward with a face that he gave up.

"If you can purify water by magic and wash your hands, you can improve hygiene and reduce the worry of contracting an infection."Remember to cleanse yourself after each wash. "

Claustra explained, but the man turned away.It seems that she hasn't made up her mind to study magic yet.

"I'm the one wrapping it up."

A green-haired Fierca takes something wrapped in green thin paper.

Other people on land can eat it.

Thank you very much.

”I'm cumming”

Roark and Klaus Torah grabbed the sandwich, but the original star sign (Shirabe) did not move.

"You gave me more useful information than I thought, so this is within the information volume"

Fierca swallows the green quiche and says:

The man finally reached for the sandwich.With a frightened mouthful, tears passed through her cheeks, which stretched out with a stubborn beard.

"I... why am I doing this...?"

Klaus laid a mug of herbal tea in front of the man.

Emotions that can't be contained even by the refreshing scent that fills the tent make tears overflow from behind.

The three left the sign of the star to weep, and continued to eat silently.

By the time the three finished their dinner, the man finally stopped crying.Firrka washes her face with tears and nasal spray.

“You look like a permanent race, but you don't have to decide right now.”

A green-haired hairdresser says, and a black-haired girl, Klaus Traff, boils herbal tea thickly in the air.

The former star said in a calm voice.

"You can't just accept charity forever."

“Nice try, but if you don't have enough judgment to think about how to swing, you won't be able to move.”

"I don't know what to look for, how to live..."

The man nodded honestly.

”Well... basically, you can't tell a wizard your real name, and you can't even ask him”

What the hell is that?

Claustra's explanation resounded and raised doubts.

"Since the real name is strongly linked to the person's existence, it is easy to be controlled by magic."Name yourself so that the bad guys don't dominate you. "

If I were stronger compared to my magic power, I could break the reign.

The hauler said, and the man lowered his gaze to a sandwich that was just a bite.

”I have to live in such a scary place all this time...”

"It's like a name on the handle of the Internet."

Klustra's words cleared the fog from the man's face.

"He will spend a week in the capital."If you're all that good, I can show you more of life in the Magic Civilization Sphere together. How about that? "

What's going to happen on the eighth day?

The star sign (Shirabe) spoke anxiously.

"It's up to you. If you want to go back to Lanterna, I'll send you, or if you want to stay in the King's City, I'll talk to someone I know."

It's not free, is it?

Suspicious eyes are poured into the green-haired hairdresser.

If there's someone you know about the Star Marker, or someone else you know who has crossed to Lanterna Island, then that person's information as well.

"Let me think about it."

"If you want to talk when I'm not around, he or she... if you don't like it, you can tell the shrine official in the Western Temple."

The man nodded silently and ran into the sandwich.

A decent meal that's been around for a long time, soothes your expression.

The man who finished eating listens with a complete calm.

“I told you the boat was in the middle of the night, but why at that time?”

"The other one has to be in the middle of the night to come."

"What? It's dangerous at night, isn't it?"

A man holds up his eyebrows.

The blockade on the lake is so severe, you can cross the lake like before, only the permit holder can carry it, no one else can carry it.

Huh?

The description of the hauler gave the man an indescribable look.

A royal demon is patrolling Lake Lacus, and people without permits, ships, and aircraft are going to sink, so you can't go into the lake.

Aaah!

The man shrinks.

Rourke finally figured out why Klaus Torah had bothered to point the tent inland.

If Artel had stopped the war, we could have lifted the blockade on the lake.

"Something, at all." I went to war with the demon beast and called in unusable reinforcements. "

When Klaus Torah shouted in amazement, the target of the original star (Shirabe) looked strange.

Reinforcements?

"Huh? Don't you know? President Podérez wept over President Dukes of the Barbados Federation."

"It's not like I picked up a newspaper every day."

"Besides, it's inconvenient if you don't have a name."It's easy to remember, easy to call, and it looks like you.Why don't you think about it? "

The green-haired witch changed her story, and the elderly man among the original stars looked around.

"For reference... my name is Fierca"

Klaus Tiger.

"It's Rourke."

”I'm more of a sheetshot,” said Kanchaki and Horned.

Sheets, I'll remember that.

The former star textile designer once again uttered his own name and smiled with a renewed look.