It's all one flower.

0152. Map after the air raid

The pharmacist (dull) smiles gently and approaches the employee as he opens the page.

"The spell itself is very simple. You'll remember soon enough."

Cruillo received the notebook and looked through the spell. Similar to [floating drop]. I guess the magic ride should feel similar.

"I tried a little over there, too, but it was easy."

I'm horrified by the word.

Awellana looked around and said to everyone.

"This technique is easy to hang itself, but it seems a little difficult to move lighter objects..."

"It's lighter than I expected, and I'm overwhelmed and floating in the universe"

Captain Solgnac replaces the explanation with a bitter smile.

When everyone paid attention, they kept their expressions tight and continued.

"They say the effect of the surgery is one minute. If you do poorly, it can be a rubble underlay that weighs back."

Roark, a local who accompanied him, snorted many times beside him.

Cruillo tried to imagine the situation.

... because the effect time is short, you said you had too much momentum trying to rush it.

Cruillo shifted his gaze to a concrete mass blocking the driveway.

Calm down, hold on tight, move quickly, leave. Then I felt like there was no danger.

... so as not to be underlayed... you two split left and right, hold it, let it go, so it feels like throwing it away?

"It's already sunset today, and let's make it better tonight"

In a word of Leno, I entered the broadcaster's lobby.

Cheeks full of roasted fish for the first time in days, boy soldier Morph laughs happily.

... Do you like fish?

Cruillo blurted out at the boy soldier attacking the captain with questions.

Captain Solniak answers properly with a slightly louder voice so that everyone else can hear him. If I answered one, two questions popped up about it.

Medvege, the truck driver, watches such a boy soldier with a calm eye.

... He said "old man," but it's approximate to be a relative, and he doesn't look alike at all...?

By the time I finished cleaning up after dinner, the sun was completely down.

He's tired of his unfamiliar hard work, and Amana starts to gloat.

Cruillo put his sister to bed first and gently slipped out of the bunk.

Others get some sleep, but the pharmacist (dull) Awellana, Captain Solniak, and the locals Roark wake up and do some writing.

A gentle peek, it was the map around here that the three of them would write.

A vague diagram of a memory request, but better than no. The situation is also written from news manuscripts and radio reports.

The three districts of the Lakeshore and the eastern part of the Ristover Autonomous Region in eastern Zerneau City were burned down before the air raid. The entire Seljebro area and the northwestern part of Zolata area were turned into scorched soil by air raids, as far as they could be seen in person. The same would apply to the cities of Masrina and Kulbunika, which have no shelter information at all.

The passable path was visible from the front of the police station in the district of Seljebro to the office district of Zolata. I don't know how far I can go without trying.

"Originally planned, you said you were going to the city of Masrina. But I'd rather go down the road than force the rubble out."

Instead of going looking for a less viable body, we now hold on to those who do survive here. Captain Solgnac said so (more).

... you're absolutely right. But if my mother were alive... I can't believe I'd abandon her and go away.

Cruillo saw Awellana with green hair.

This pharmacist is a people of the lake, a family of fishermen.

In the midst of the terrorist attacks, the body says it was in operation on Lake Lacus. Air raids also remained on the lake and were likely evacuated to some safe harbor.

If the crew of a magician ship is a wizard, they can go anywhere.

Immediately after the terrorist attacks, the nearest port was the northern port of Masrina, but what about after the air raid?

... Is Mr. Awellana's family, and then our parents, on board too?

While I'm at it, I think it's a sweet idea.

I've already denied it myself many times, but I still can't let go of that possibility with the thought of straw (straw), and I turn my back from despair.

"On the sticker of the bureau, all the cities along the Kublum Mountains are devastated. We were told to evacuate to the northern part of Nenia to gather support."

Tell us what Captain Solniak has seen and seen today.

added Roark, who went with him.

"Survivors of the city of Masrina were evacuated either to the city of Kiparis or further north."

… it certainly (of course) makes sense. But now we're left behind. How can you say there's no one else like you?

A few days ago, there was a thug on the banks of the Nhefried Canal.

Cruillo can't put that in his mouth.

Such a thing is simply a matter of mood.

A wizard would have taken refuge in surgery.

A powerless people is likely to have died of demons, starvation, and cold weather.

The Cruellos were simply lucky.

... Right. Demons. A black guy who says the Lenos saw it. He might have eaten me.

"Well, wherever you go, there's nothing you can do about not removing the rubble. Good luck. I'll remember the spell."

To Cruillo now, all I could do was force him to laugh.