It's all one flower.

By the end of the explanation, they came back.

Reno enters with a utensil of equipment and the funeral parlor follows the hot water that let the noodles swim.

When Leno arranged the dishes on the long desk for the meeting, the funeral parlor ordered hot water to distribute the noodles.

The two return immediately to the kitchen, holding a frying pan and a soup pan.

Pasta with mushrooms and fish loose ends and canned soup with added bacon created a hot air that seemed to make sense at the conference desk.

Everyone's eyes shine on a decent meal for a long time.

Eating, I introduced myself again.

"I am the septentorio of the surgeon [blue one-wing] of Zerneau Central Civic Hospital. As soon as the air raid began, I came here [jumping]."

"I'm Agoni from the funeral parlor. I followed the curse doctor. As you can see, [the white butterfly that leads]."

Two of the laboratories named it first.

Awellana sits across from it named.

"I work at Agate Hospital in the city of Zerneau, [Thoughtful Owl] Faculty Pharmacist (dull) Awellana."

The next Kruillo will imitate it.

"I'm Cruello, an employee of Joeltoy Mechanical Industries. Once [spiritual dove] can be used only a little"

"This is Amana, a five-year two-pair at Zerneau Municipal Scalar Elementary School. You can't use magic."

When Amana introduced herself in a firm tone, the air of the place loosened up.

Keep it named in seating order and finally boy soldier Morph named it.

"I'm Morph. Captain's men."

Amiella took a small breath.

...... hmm? Morph, did you not know that your neighbor, Morph, joined the Star Way Prostitute Army?

It's the kind of organization that commits terrorist acts. No wonder I kept my accession a secret.

... That's right. We just kind of get along, you know, and we don't know each other at all.

Of course (of course), my sister and the childhood tamers know each other well.

... No, you didn't really understand Leno either.

I've often reviewed Leno this past month.

I didn't know you were that good.

I've tried Leno's bread, but I never actually saw him make it.

Even in an emergency like this, I didn't know I could count so much on you when it comes to food.

"Are you the only two evacuated here?

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana asked the curse doctor (Jui) Septentorio.

If they are from the citizens of Zerneau, the curse doctors, pharmacists and science pharmacists who often use this place will naturally take refuge here.

And their families, and the batons that protect them.

"Ah. There he is. Evacuate more and more on the first day of the air raid..."

The funeral parlor Agoni began explaining, not the spelldoctor's septentorio.

This is along the national highway, where the surrounding trees are felled. There were fears (presumably) that stood out from the sky and were targeted by air raids.

Researchers, their families and escorts soon moved to a small hub for sampling in the back of the forest. There are [junctions] there as well, but for small numbers. Large numbers of evacuees, including children and the elderly, do not have the facilities or food to stay for long periods of time.

About a week after the air raid, people gathered at this lab who decided they were safe with radio information.

Subsequently, he received radio reports that the national highway in the West Bank had been restored through to carry relief supplies from the Kingdom of Lacrimaris and left.

They went north along the West Bank and left saying that they would be involved in medical activities and the extermination of warcraft in shelters everywhere.

"This curse doctor, well, there's a lot going on, and now he doesn't want to do anything. I was left alone in this state, so I stayed."

When the funeral parlor Agoni was so tight, the spelldoctor Septentorio grinned zero (spilled) without force.

Amiella thanks me again.

"Thank you for healing me in such a difficult condition. Um... sorry I couldn't thank you for anything"

"No, I don't mind. If it's healed properly and you're feeling better, then..."

He shook his neck small and sideways, and the spelldoctor smiled weakly.

... Well, that's what happened to the Civil Hospital.

It would be comforting if the spelldoctor and the wizard were together, but there's no reason to force them.

Cruillo thought of the spelldoctor's hard work and did not say anything.

"Oh, yeah, thanks. I think we'll catch the fish again when we get out to the West Bank, and we can leave the dried fish, all of them, right?

Leno looked around at his people.

Awellana, the fisherman's daughter, snorted.

"Right. Unless you two don't like it..."

"You guys have a lot of people. I don't even know what lies ahead. The food..."

"It's time to get it, Sensei. From here to the West Bank, maybe two hours for a car." The pharmacist said. "

Funeral home Agoni shrouded (chirped) the spelldoctor Septentorio from trying to say no.

Listen in a voice that Leno clapped out of.

"Is the West Bank that close?

"I haven't even heard how fast you should go, but that's what the pharmaceutical guy said."

"Well, it's time to get out."

Medvege said to look out the window. The clock in the meeting room refers to 1: 40 p.m.

"Sounds like it."

As Captain Solniak stood up, the boy soldier Morph continued. Medvege also stands and gives a toast to the curse doctor, urging Roark next door.

When the Cruillos were bewildered, the funeral parlor made them stand by hand.

"Come on, let's go, or the demons in the woods will eat us."

The kids got up blue.

They dropped me off at the front door.

"These are the times, but, well, masters."

"Yes. Um, both of you, good luck"

"Thank you"

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana spared the remnants with the two people of the lake, and the needle Amiella grabbed her perfectly better left arm and bowed her head to the curse doctor.

"No, thank you for the fish."

The spelldoctor looked indescribable when he saw Amiela and Leno, who had fed him.

Medvege turns around, closing only half the door to the carrier.

"Sensei... and Sensei..."

The spelldoctor shook his head small and lowered his eyes.

Funeral home Agoni rushes the truck driver.

"Let's go, or the sun will go down in the woods."

Medvege closed his tight eyes and, breathing out one loud, closed the door of the carrier with a familiar hand.

"Sensei is also a master."

Footsteps run to the driver's seat.

There are no windows on the carrier.

The truck turned west as it exited the laboratory gate with funeral house guidance, increasing its speed without hesitation.