It's all one flower.
1983. Blown Out
"Tomorrow, as scheduled, I'll buy it." After delivery to the base in Topoli, return to Lanterna Island. "
Roger
In the evening of the next day.
A middle-aged man was outside the bulwark when Rubel and Ensign Razoutchik [jumped] to the abandoned port on Lanterna Island. Mid-July, it is past seven o'clock in the afternoon. In the shadow of the collapsed building, the demons became stupid.
Mid-aged men seem to bend over and do something in the trees, a bit far from the bulwark.
Um, isn't it time to go home?
When Ensign Razzutchik called out, he stood up and looked around. There is a vine in the hand. Looking up at the sky, the two of them came out of the trees in a panic.
I hung a swollen cash register bag on my left wrist and ran to the gate with a plant with roots on my right hand. As he entered the shadow of the long stretched barrier, he loosened his legs and stopped in front of the two of them.
"It was already this time, wasn't it?" Thank you very much. "
"What were you doing?"
When Rubell heard, the middle-aged man pushed the grass into the cashier bag and replied.
"Herbal picking."
The three of them took him and slipped through the barrier gate.
It looks familiar, but I can't remember who it is when I hear it.
There were no spells or marks on the clothes. It could be a people without power, or it could be someone whose magical power has been discovered and flowing from the mainland of Artel. But it was pretty for a drifter. There is no unpleasant smell, the clothes are not stained, and the beardlessness is short.
... herb picking. Recent drifters don't do that, do they?
Outside the bulwark, monsters and demon beasts were lying around.
Those who were afraid of persecution when their magic power was discovered and escaped from the mainland of Aethel were [amulet] and had nothing left to lose. Many were unable to leave the city, protected by various arts. He who tries to leave without knowing it turns back when the doorman warns him.
Outside the bulwark, not to mention the outer edge, there were no drifters who stepped into the forest, as far as Lubelle knew.
Luvel asked further questions.
"Are you a drugstore?" You're tired until late. "
"No, I'm an amateur." They teach me only two kinds of medicinal herbs, and I sell them at a pharmacy. "
Isn't it already closed?
The sky was still bright, but it was around nineteen o'clock. The above-ground city of Kardavstvår is already sparsely populated near the West Gate. The shop within sight of the naked eye is after the sign is cleared.
"There are shops in the downtown area that run until 9pm. Oniisan, are you from somewhere else?"
I'm an exterminator who came to earn money from Macodez.
Ensign Razoutchik answers.
Ah, you're here to hunt the mainland beast.
"Yes, sir."
If you want, I'll show you the way.
Huh?
When the two stopped at the same time, the middle-aged man stopped and turned.
"There is a land survey on the mainland, so if you know the city of Unda, I can show you around." It's inconvenient that there's no internet around here right now. "
“Do you know where?”
The Ensign caught up with him and Rubel made his move.
Middle-aged men line up a number of city names as they head up the stairs to the underground streets.
"I always pick medicinal herbs around here, or I'm at the bus stop when I'm not, so if you can call me when you go out, I'll be there to guide you."
“I see. If you have a contract around here, thank you.”
Ensign Razzutchik returns unhindered and descends into the downtown area.
... the star sign at the bus stop.
Rubel walked fast and looked down at him.
Not only is it clean, but there is life in my eyes.
I was curious about what happened, but I couldn't say anything strange. I gently criticized the Second Lieutenant, but the Superior is unresponsive.
Well then, please let me know whenever you need anything.
“Yes, that would be great.”
She waved her hands in a brick aisle where the smells of various dishes were mixed.
The downtown Chernocnyjnik is crowded with people heading to dinner on their way home from work.
“I'll track it down. You have to eat dinner first and get your usual lodging."
Roger
The magic uniformed soldier Rubel first seized the pedestrian lodge and left his luggage and headed to the lion shop. At night, alcohol is served to the people without strength, but time is still early, and few people are drunk.
When I got to the counter, there was a familiar face here. A man whose magic power had been discovered and who had travelled to Lanterna Island with his parents and children, but there was no young son who was with him at that time.
"Ah, ah, the exterminator." Thank you for that verse. "
"Well, good evening. Um... what happened to your son?"
He said, "I've adopted her."
Huh?
The cheapest meal set for tonight is placed in front of a middle-aged man. Rubel ordered the same from the waitress.
A man who has been deported from the mainland does not put his hands on steaming food, but stares at the counter and says:
Since then, the innkeepers have taught me how to use water, and I've taken on the job of cleaning the shop.
"Did you get a job?" I'm glad. ”
"I don't have to pay for the food for the two of us, but I'm paying for the inn."
We hung around and finally found another place to clean.
The second one was a material store specializing in medicine, where he taught me some medicinal herbs, but he couldn't get his hands on the medicinal herbs because he was outside the barrier, and he was terrified to go to the forest.
What would happen to my young son if anything happened to him?
The work is before opening and after closing, respectively. In the morning, I stayed in an inn and used the old newspaper I picked up to teach my son to read and write, and from noon, I went around looking for other working spots.
Asked if the master of the material store would pick up the medicinal herbs, he honestly explained the reason.
The shopkeeper asked until the end and suggested that he send his son to the doctor's house for adoption. He has no children, but he needs a successor. I say that training is tough, but I don't do it badly.
"I was worried for days, and I told my son, and he got lost for days, and after all, I went to the doctor from my son's side."
If you're adopted by a curse doctor, everyone in the city will take care of you.
I was told by the material shop, but it was true, wasn't it?
Every day for lunch, the father was invited to the doctor's house, and the doctor, the father, the son, and five servants surrounded the table.
It is difficult to study, but my son soon became able to use the technique of manipulating water. I wear good clothes with embroidery and my health is not bad. Everyone says they'll be gentle.
"You're not lying that your son shouldn't worry about me." You can trust me, right? "
We have limited talent to become a curse doctor, so any country in the magic civilization area will be cherished.
"Good... now I'm glad."
The man dropped his tears on the cold dish.