It's all one flower.

Juvenile soldier Morph joined the task of removing (dusting) debris, remembering how baked fish were. Also, if you can taste that one, I even think I can help the witch.

Leno the apron, and Pina the girl, and her sister's three brothers and sisters, lined the fish in the center of Kamadu.

Fish before baking glows lukewarmly. I guess it doesn't work because the green-haired witch killed it and brought it here.

Employees out on the road. Morph followed with his eyes. Fold the twig off the street tree and go back. Juvenile soldier Morph was curious and waited for his next move.

"Okay, I'll bake it, so back off."

Draw a line with twigs along the inner diameter of the twig. Charcoal traces remained black on top of the concrete and circles were drawn.

The employee puts the burnt twig at the center of the circle, whining about something in a language Morph doesn't know. It has a similar vibe to the song of the people of the lake.

As soon as the employee's voice stopped, a fire column rose in the garden.

Morph glanced unexpectedly, buttocks on.

"Hey, you okay?

Former truck driver Medvege helped me wake up.

I thank you painstakingly with a voice that seems to disappear into embarrassment. Medvege laughed, tapping Morph's back lightly.

The fire column is at the knee height of the morph.

The tip of the flame leads out slightly over the rubble-laden rubble. It doesn't stick out at all.

Fuel is the magic of employees.

Fire can be burned without matches or lighters and without firewood or solid fuel.

Wizards have an extraordinary chance of survival in this cold.

...... hmm? Is that it?

Morph put his hands on the magic fire.

It's not warm.

No, on the contrary, it doesn't even raise a muscle of smoke.

Next to the confused morph, the employee said something again.

The flame goes out in an instant.

It seems to be a lie that burned so much. Later, there is no ash at all where something burned. Only the roasted fish was left behind.

"It's hot, don't touch it yet."

With that said, the employee removed the rubble from the rubble, rubbed it with his feet and erased part of the circle.

As soon as there was hot air, the smell seemed to drift around.

Several bellies rang at the same time, and the employee said again, "It's hot, don't touch it yet," and the bitterness leaked.

... Wait, how long do you have to wait?

Juvenile soldier Morph saw Captain Solniak. Its eyes turn somewhere far away. Morph followed his gaze.

Nothing.

Again, look at the captain. The captain turned to another.

"Captain, what's going on?

"Hmm? Oh, for once, keep an eye on... na"

Those who stared at the roasted fish raised their faces together.

"Don't worry about it. So far, no abnormalities."

"Oh, thank you. Maybe we should split them in half and watch them in turns while we eat."

Leno met the captain and looked around with him. A few people snorted and responded.

I looked at each other as to what to do with the order of eating.

Some silence ensues, and the roasted fish in front of me cools down.

"I'll be fine later. Pina, Tis, eat first."

"The pharmacist (dull) got it for me, and please go ahead. I'll see you later, Amana. Eat first."

Breaking the long silence, Leno and the employees urge the women and children.

The employee further said the four of them would shy away.

"Enough already, you're cold. Um, you there. You can eat first, too."

Unexpectedly, he was called out, and the boy soldier Morph was confused. Point to your face and see with your eyes if you have really been told.

The employee smiled calmly and nodded.

"Yes, yes. It's you. You look like you're so hungry, that's fine."

"Good for you, kid."

A former truck driver laughs bashfully at Morph's back.

Morph took the roasted fish in his hands while the employee's mind remained unchanged.

Not hot, but warm enough yet. The surface exposed to direct heat is burnt everywhere, and the tail is carburized and worn out. But the fragrant smell is more than it was when I ate in the convoy.

Juvenile soldier Morph bumped into him without thinking.

The skin made a crisp noise and tore, and the mouth overflowed with hot fish oil. The smell of burning doesn't bother me. Ning stirred up his appetite.

Morph was obsessed with grilled fish on his cheeks.