It's all one flower.
0203. The foreign press
Farkill was put through to the small room behind the driver's seat.
There is a desk and chair and it is narrow, but the walls are windscreen and warm. The boy with the clothes raised rests slightly in the left corner.
Farkill wore a blanket that the captain had packed until just now to keep the light from leaking, and turned on the tablet terminal.
I still have 90% of the charge left, but the antenna display is zero. The boulder cannot be accessed from within the tunnel (tunnel).
Launch the text editor and spell (cont 'd) the events from this morning to earlier in common. Where the charge was cut by half, I turned it off and fell asleep.
The next morning, the broadcaster's event track went through the tunnel.
On the south side of the Kublum Mountains, old ruins, like yesterday's, spread half buried in dead grass.
After breakfast, the lake people's pharmacist (dull) magically made the wound medicine.
Stand in front of a bottle of open edible oil and cast a spell with a bunch of dried grass.
Oil moved like a willing creature, leaving the bottle and drifting into the universe. When the girl of the people of the lake casts more spells with a bunch of grass in the oil, the grass loses its shape and becomes integral with the oil.
Kids line up paper cups with oil bottles removed.
The green liquid poured into a white paper cup without zeroing a drop.
As the pharmacist instructed earlier, the children wrap a lid on a paper cup and hang the wheel rubber.
"Wash the injured area and hands with water before applying this wound medicine. Mostly, it will heal the next day."
Pharmacists of the people of the lake explain how to use it.
Guys, I listened with a serious look.
"You can't heal a fracture or a wound in the back of your body. Surface wounds can heal anything, be it cuts or burns. When you're stabbing glass or something, unplug it and apply it."
When the pharmacist had finished communicating the precautions for use, one person at a time handed him a paper cup containing the medicine.
I also receive Farkill.
There was green ointment until the eighth part of the paper cup. The wound medication was viscous and the liquid surface did not move when tilted.
... magic pills...!
Farkill disguised himself as the wind of nothing and wrapped himself in a bag, although the core of his body became hot on the magic medicine he had for the first time in his life.
When you look at the tablet device in the bag, it recovers about 70% of the charge. Blessed with good weather, solar power made progress.
One antenna is hard.
He launched a browser and visited the website of an overseas news agency.
The headquarters are located in the Barbatum Federation on the remote Alton Gaza continent. Before the building, I recognize freedom of faith, but the majority of the people are Kirkurs.
Perhaps the majority of the articles on the Republic of Nemoralis and the Kingdom of Lacrimalis will be hearsay.
Farkill decided to trace the source from the news article.
It was titled "Conflict in the Hunan Region of Lacus" and found a feature organized.
Unsurprisingly, the contents are primary information using reporters affiliated with the Amitostigma Branch as commissioners.
At the top of the feature page you will find a large number of photos of the city hit by air raids.
According to the caption, it looks like Rachka, the southernmost city on Nemoralis Island. In the photograph, the survivors stare at a similar tragedy in the city of Zakart.
Yesterday, the Lake People's Pharmacist (dull) said he would cross to Nemoralis Island via the Funaris Islands. The port of Racica, the closest to the Funalis archipelago, seems unusable.
... Well, this is also a cut off part of the story, and I don't know how the whole thing is.
Underneath, there were comparative photographs before the war. Street trees are blue-skinned (Tonerico), and symbols of Fraxinus rise everywhere in the peaceful streets.
The latest article is an announcement by the Artel government.
Nemoralis Army, Serves Magic Creatures Artel Government
"Magic creature?
The captain, peering over his shoulder, whines in Hunan.
Farkil was surprised that a worn out, fitting old man with an insensitive mustache even read the news of the common language.
Don't put it on your face, count a dozen in your mind, then hang up.
"Artel, the government is just saying it unilaterally... oh, you have an objection on the Nemoralis side over here"
From the list of related articles under the article, select a heading, tap it, and have the body display.
The description on the Nemoralis side refers to the "demon of use". Does it belong to military secrecy, or does it not state the type of stuff it serves?
I don't know any witchcraft, Artel's announcement or anything. I explained it to the Kirkurs and they said it was a hundred million robberies because they wouldn't read it anyway.
In the knowledge Farkil gained online, there must have been three types of demons.
Common demons use ordinary creatures, such as black cats and ravens (crows). The next most common thing is the art of restraining cluttered demons and weak demons.
And although rarely present in this day and age, magical creatures can also serve as demons.
The magic creature itself, originally created artificially by the wizard to let him do a little errand and help with ritual magic.
In the ancient times, there were examples of weapons being used, but after the tragedy of the demons of the Three Kingdoms, severe constraints were imposed and no such thing was made.
It is only told that the method was discarded and that the [Skylark of the Abyss (Hibari)] scholarly operators who make magical creatures were persecuted.
Now the heirs of the [Skylark of the Abyss] school have been dead for a long time, and the method of making magical creatures is Lost Technology.
The only magical creatures that exist are those found dormant from the ruins.
A one-generation existence produced in an era of imposed constraints, they do not confer reproduction or great power, and, at best, they can only do as much as use or household help.
The article was accompanied by a brief commentary on "magical creatures" for readers in the countries of scientific civilization. It's pretty much what's known to Farkill.
With a rugged look, the captain translates the thrust of an article written in a common language into Hunan and makes everyone listen.
Waiting to finish, Farkill made him view another article.