It's all one flower.

Awelana, the pharmacist (* giggle *), and Razzolnik browse the shopping streets together. It's just over a thirty-minute walk north of the East District Museum, where the mobile station trucks were parked.

There were no [Jump] permit points around the community hall. Perhaps it was around the annex that had changed.

Both of them had no land in the capital, Crevelle, so it was hard to find a limited area to walk around. If you think about walking the same distance back, you can only look into this shopping district today.

There used to be an arcade, but now there's only one pole left between the poles.

The midsummer sun cast a dark shadow under the sunshade in time.

There was no confusion about products that were in the capital, Crevelle, Retica, or Giazint, immediately after the coup, and there was no cry for price discounts.

The display shelf of the Happoya is filled with about half. The residents settle down, but the shopper who sees the price tag doesn't look like anyone else.

Both of them tried to get close enough to read the price tag.

Although calm since the immediate aftermath of the coup, it is more than ten times more than the peaceful city of Zerneau.

... you'd better go shopping in Lacrimalis or something.

Anyway, I can't imagine how a wizard with land insights would live in a city where there are no economically vulnerable land people, and Awelana, the people of the lake, can't imagine.

Many of the people who remained in the return center and those who had finally settled in Crevelle's makeshift housing after being burned down on Nenea Island were lands without power.

Even if you survive the coup, your life is in danger from malnutrition at this price.

There is also a prominent place in the shopping district. There were shops that continued to operate just by hitting the board, and shops where faded stickers remained on the shutters.

Razornik takes a sticker on his tablet.

"Oniisan, what are you doing?"

A green-haired aunt called out to the blonde Razornik. As if returning from shopping, the [lightweight] embroidered handbag hanging on the shoulder swells round.

"My acquaintance asked me to collect information on the safety of people in the city."

Who do you know?

"People who have taken refuge in refugee camps."

"Ah, that's what I'm saying." Oniisan, I went to the refugee camp. "

Auntie looked up at Razornik with her round eyes twitching. Other shoppers pass by.

I just helped bring relief supplies to the temple volunteers.

"What kind of camp is that?"

Auntie catches on.

Razornik stood at the edge and passed through the other guests before answering.

Since we reclaimed the great forest and built the round log cabin, we can prevent rainstorms, wildlife, and weak monsters, but it doesn't seem comfortable.

I guess so.

Recently, I finally made a bunk bed and stopped sleeping with miscellaneous fish.

"Hey, we made the bed ourselves."

I worked hard with evacuating carpenters, furniture makers, and other professionals.

"Heh... well, I guess there's a lot of wood."

Auntie nodded.

But when I was working in the field, there were more people attacked by bears and demon beasts

I knew it. Is there a demonic beast out there?

Hatake? Are you living on relief supplies alone?

Other customers ask me questions.

"After cutting down to build the round log hut, I cut out the stumps and opened the fields." I can only work on the demon beast a little bit, but isn't it better than nothing? "

Razornik gazed at the distance and answered, as more and more people gathered in front of the shutters.

The owner of the Happo-ya looked sideways while paying the bill.

Awellana, the pharmacist, also tells the story of the refugee camp.

"I was the first to help carry the magic potion and its ingredients during this time, but while I was tidying up on the shelves at the clinic in the refugee camp, people who had been attacked by a magical beast and people who had fallen due to heat stroke were carried one after another."

Is there a hospital in the refugee camp?

A young man with green hair makes an unexpected voice.

"It seems that we collected doctors and nurses who had evacuated from Nemoraris and made one place in each compartment, but there were not enough medical professionals and medicines at all"

If there was a pharmacist, wouldn't you be able to make it?

An old man with fairly white green hair curls his mouth, and several people around him turn their faces towards Awelana, who agrees with the old man.

Today, Awellana hid the medallion of the school of [Thinking Owl] in her clothes.

"Yakushi-san, it's not in all the compartments." There is only one [flying] school curse surgeon in the refugee camp. "

Ahh, that's what I'm saying when I say I'm shorthanded

When the aunt nodded with a difficult face, the other guests also had a reluctant face.

"It seems that some ingredients can be picked in the Great Forest, but for example, the herbs of wound medicine can be picked locally, but they cannot be made because there is no vegetable oil."

Is there any donation of oil?

It seems that there were a lot of them before, but they were reduced by economic sanctions, and [flying owl] school curse doctors were too busy to be able to make medicine at all.

"Ahh..."

"Just treating it is so bad."

"I don't think it's a good idea."

Is it the same everywhere?

Shoppers gathered in front of the shutters dropped their shoulders and left.

Well, as you can see, this area is full of empty spaces, such as people who can't rebuild, people who have entered a makeshift building, or people who have moved elsewhere.

Auntie looked around with a lonely smile.

Razornik asks.

How do people who went to the makeshift shop live after folding up the shop?

"The Liberation Army has collected donations, and I can eat one or two meals a day, or something." People who can work elsewhere are doing their jobs. "

"Ahh... it's all the same everywhere."

Razornik scratched his blonde head and looked disappointed.

“There's nothing missing from economic sanctions. I can't print out new textbooks right now, so I get a donation from an old one at home, and I read it around the school and teach classes. I don't have to do my homework."

It's not good, right?

Awelana smiled bitterly at the idea of being a child.

Even under the coup d 'état regime, I knew that I could study with previous textbooks, so I had no concerns.

"The farmers in the neighborhood are doing their best, but the trucks that carry the vegetables are expensive and expensive."

Happoya's grandmother also talks about it.

Auntie sighed.

"If only the war were over soon."

I wonder if Master Sheratan can do something about it.

"For now, Chancellor Kripeus is still around, and you are the representative of Nemoralis." The foreigners won't listen to what Sheratan has to say to the United Nations. "

The owner of the Happo Shop says while rearranging the products.

Each leafy vegetable is sold as a rose, and each product is limited to one per person.

With a single strain of green vegetables, you can only boil it for a bite.

“I need General Unuk El-Haia to do more to drag the bastard Kripeus from the Chancellor's chair who escaped to Retica.”

Apparently, it has been known that General Unuk El-Haia is unwilling to become the Head of State.

Awelana left the eight-piece shop after being targeted by Razornik.