It's all one flower.

0169. Knowledge gained

The library is no different from six months before the Roarks came to explore.

After the air raid, the first-time entrants had a complex look on the stickers at the entrance.

Go to the talking room by the lobby on the ground floor.

A broken window is blocked with cardboard and gum tape, dim. Cruello dotted [lights] on the ballpoint pen.

There are traces of people spending a few days here.

Inside is cleaned up and cardboard laid on part of the floor remains.

Sit back on the cheap couch for lunch. Easily done with the unsweetened cookies and water the kids baked, one row went upstairs.

"Well, let's split it from here"

Cruillo said, each scattered between the bookshelves.

Roark and Captain Solniak went to the map shelf and headed to the library with the National Highway Road Map of Nenia Island in their hands.

Cruillo, who arrived at the writing desk first, writes down the contents of the book at best.

The last time I put it out on the captain's instructions, it was "Anyone Can Use Series Volume V [Spiritual Dove] Protection".

Awellana will also see where she might be able to use it in the future with the moving book that she left behind.

Writing the spell is a notepad made by the kids bundling misprinted paper.

I brought out various things, such as food, but I can notice the boulders saying everything. If there was anything unnecessary for a broadcaster, I prioritized it.

I don't know how much stuff I would use as it is if the bureau returned, but the only other thing I needed was a minimum pile on the truck.

Medvege and Juvenile Soldier Morph read out the record's jacket in a seat a little further away.

Roark listened to the lyrics Medvege bars in a wild voice as he wrote down the map.

Downpouring over you.

There's light coming from the other side.

The power of life overflowing the rings of a day that shines brightly all over life.

I recognized the Ethereal Dome, and I looked into the sky with these eyes and predicted it.

The sky, the wind, the moon, the blue.

If you whisper a star, the cloud flow path...

Nor did Roark know that there was such a song in the weather forecast BGM.

In peacetime, it's a song that I somehow overheard, but now I want to hear it right asexually.

I don't know when this lyric was made, but it mixes a few old words.

Roark thought it was going to be difficult for junior high school students Pinatifida, who could normally go to school as well as juvenile soldiers.

I looked up from the map and saw the boy soldier Morph. Hear Medvege's blurry explanation diligently.

Roark returns to the task of transferring his gaze to the map of the eastern shore of the island of Negna and writing it down.

Simply write the connections of the main roads and the general terrain, place names, and often noticeable objects, but it takes longer than you think.

I wish the copier was moving, but it was next to the reception on the ground floor. That was blown up and broken by a blast.

The captain says nothing and at best draws a topography of the northern shore of the island of Nainia.

It's a neater letter than Roark.

Combining my usual words and deeds, I guess I was originally quite a family boy.

Roark had a tickling pain in the back of his chest. Shake off the extra thought and move your hands silently.

Cruillo read a preliminary magic book for ordinary people and wrote down the spells that come out of one end.

Write down not only the spell, but also the effects and precautions, the steps to hang it, the aids you need, etc.

My hands are scratching in the cold and I can't get on with it.

The spells I taught as a child also read and write back again.

"Volume V of the series [Spiritual Dove] Protection for Anyone" also had a lot of knowledge that Cruillo did not know.

For example, [simple junctions] are activated not only by drawing circles on the ground beneath your feet, but also by magic filling limited spaces, such as spaces beneath your desk or inside passenger cars.

In doing so, mark and chant on each of the four corners corresponding to the floor and ceiling of the space.

It also said that it not only draws solid lines with pens and the like, but it also activates even when drawn into the universe at the fingertips of caged magic.

However, there is also a caveat that if desks and passenger cars are destroyed, the effect of [simplified junction] will be lost.

Cruillo smiled bitterly.

If the car you're riding breaks down enough to lose its shape, there's no way you're safe.

The library can only hear the sound of running the writing fixture and the occasional scrolling (meshing) of the page, sewing through the boy soldier Morph's questions and the driver Medvege's blurry answers.

It's impossible to write down all the enormous knowledge we have here.

I can't help but greed that and this. Set a deadline of three days, in the meantime write down as much knowledge as you can on paper and tuck it in your own head.

"It's time to eat"

Face up with Captain Solniak's voice. Outside the broken window, it was completely dusk.

In the cold, my shoulders stiffened because I didn't rest and kept writing.

Cruillo put the ballpoint pen down and turned his neck and shoulders. Amana still keeps writing in the next seat.

"Amana, it's dinner. Let's do it tomorrow."

Cruillo urged me, and my sister finally looked up. Close the book by slicing the end of the copy paper.

"The Song of Misosazai, Its Heart"

Concerned about the writing name, Cruillo glanced at the explanation in return. [Singing "Misosazai"] This book explains how the school's curse is activated.

In return for the back, view the author's introduction. It is co-authored by scholars from the [Coming Down Swan] Faculty and by scholars from the [Master (Shigeki) Incapacitated].

Cruillo was concerned about the author's intentions, who dared to label him [incompetent of master's studies] rather than [eggs of possibility]. [Egg of Possibility] is a name given by the fact that if you have knowledge, you can compensate for magic and action with aids such as [Crystal of Magic] and exercise surgery.

Originally, in a purely magical civilized country, they were landmarks to protect a rarely born powerless people.

It is now a title that glorifies scholars who study magic.

Even the powerless people are given the emblem (sign) of [the egg of possibility] for those who have more than a certain knowledge, have achieved results in academic research, and have contributed to the development of magic. In contrast, [the incompetent person of the master's degree] includes self-derision and contempt that "even if he has knowledge, he has no ability to exercise it".

Cruillo scrolled (meshed) the page with paralysis.

There are no spells for powerful words, but the relationship between melodies and magical currents, induction in powerful words, etc. is illustrated in the figure.

"Amana... you were reading this hard..."

I look at my sister in surprise. Amana frowned.

"Because the music teacher said that if it was a song, anyone could sing it, and if it was with someone magical with powerful word lyrics, it would only be a little magical"

A4's copy paper had awkward letters and was surprisingly written. He thought about becoming a primary school student and picked out a book, which he copied in full when he didn't know.

"Oh well. You worked hard for me. Thanks."

Cruillo urged her sister's efforts downstairs.