It's all one flower.

The spelldoctor Septentorio became caged in a room used as a dossier room between treatments.

Newspaper clippings from the immediate aftermath of the war have been sorted out and stored in scrapbooks.

Hunan Economic Newspapers have many neutral articles, either because they have their headquarters in Amitostigma and are centred on economic information. Analysis of the war situation and corporate trends. Articles on actuarial and distribution implications and scarcity of supplies were kept.

The Starlight newspaper is almost an institutional paper of Kirkulusism. For Hunan speakers, he also generously publishes information on life in the Hunan region of Lacus.

This one stands out as an argument appealing to the faith that begins with how Nemoralis is persecuting the people of the Autonomous Community of Listver and must stop Nemoralis' evil (ah) shiki business (on purpose).

Analysis of demonic asthma cannons, and support from the Kirkulus countries of the Alton Gaza continent, was also detailed.

Another file summarizes the damage caused by terrorism.

Bombing of the Kirkulus Church by the national will of Nemoralis, raids on police stations and bases and looting of weapons. There were many casualties on both sides.

Security guard Oriole said he would not carry out indiscriminate attacks, but the general faithful were also harmed in church matters, including women and children.

That's not all.

Injured allies were also baking and stabbing todomes, turning them into [sorcerer's tears] and collecting them. The reporter just wrote down how evil the Wizard of Nemoralis is here.

They didn't have a single spelldoctor until Septemberio responded to the request.

Make your helpless companions easier and at the same time turn them into battle forces. It was a sensible, but ruthless way of fighting. It would be better to do that than to be taken prisoner and know where the safe house is. Tactically understandable.

But to Septentorio, it was a way of not agreeing.

... a little more, can't we do something about it?

Septentorio had worked as a military doctor during the Lacus Lacrimalis kingdom, but his opponents were not human armies, warcraft, etc.

If a knight or soldier is wounded, they heal quickly. No other casualties of war were given except immediate death. Those who died instantly turned them into [tears of the sorcerer] and handed them over to their families, but they did not immediately use them as a force of war.

During the transition to a republican system, the Royal Army was dismantled, with the addition of troops using modern weapons, and the republican army was restructured.

Septentorio quit his military doctors and moved to the medical industry city of Kulbunika.

He worked at the Zerneau Municipal Central Civic Hospital a little before half a century of civil unrest, during which he devoted himself to treatment.

... It's ridiculous to fight a human opponent.

Since when has this happened?

Septentorio, who is only a spelldoctor, moaned, and the war situation remains unchanged.

Septentorio ran and wrote powerful words on the note paper. [Invisible Shield] spell. Once disposable, but better than round hips. I decided to teach those who go to battlefield the art of guarding.

Security guard Oriole said that [Flying Eagle (Taka)] and [Knitting Reed Cut (Yoshikiri)] scholarly craftsmen are also joined, but the spells and protective equipment they make are clearly lacking.

... Even the Orioles know about the [Invisible Shield]. Why don't you teach aspiring amateurs?

Give notes to patients who are still lying low, and teach in action format to aspirations who are waiting.

Agoni and I prepared a bunch of notes on the spell and went around the hospital room.

"Is there such a convenient technique?

"I've heard about the name...... can we use it too?

"Yes, yes, yes."

None of the patients knew the [Invisible Shield] of the [Flying Horned Eagle (Beech Bear)] school. The two hand out notes with their heart-freezing thoughts, telling them to remember the spell while healing their bodies firmly.

It was perfectly better, but the next goal was not set, and he also spoke to those who were spending time cleaning the mansion, caring for the garden, organizing information, etc.

Ask them to gather around the corner of the garden and, first, watch the demonstration.

"This technique only extends a little if the magic is strong. Even so, up to about an umbrella at best. Even if it's weak, it sucks, it'll be about the lid of a pan."

"Please check the size of your shield before using it in action"

Agoni at the well end and Septentorio standing across the flower bed said, one of the aspiring asked questions.

"How do we find out?

"I'll demonstrate now. A shield that places invisible guards here under the name Shield.

The spelldoctor Septentorio hung an [invisible (invisible) shield] on his left handbag. Gloves don't make any difference.

"The shield opens with a euphemism just woven into a spell. Make it a short, unforgettable word."

When the septentorio signaled, Agoni pumped up the well water with [manicured water]. About a bucket of water dances through the universe loose.

"Go!

To the command of a powerful word, a water mass turned into a shell and struck the spelldoctor.

"Shield!"

Push your left hand out at the same time that the septentorio screams.

As I opened the horizontal umbrella, the water mass spread in front of the spelldoctor's hand and splashed all around me. The septentrio is not wet at all.

"Well, it's a monster like this all the time. It's not even a pan lid. You know how bad it is."

Agoni came by the septentorio and told the comrades:

The warriors, who have nothing else to lose but life, make their eyes shine and nod.

"If you can do this, you won't have to get caught in a blast anymore."

"It's a one-time disposable. One more time on the battlefield. I'll call you back."

Funeral home Agoni stabs the nail.

The spell doctor Septentorio also said.

"Please open the shield as soon as possible so that deployment is not delayed."

The spell itself is easy and short, so it can be remembered quickly. It's hard to open this properly.

The aspirants watered each other and began practicing.

Time for a check-up, and you two head back to the infirmary. The aspirants enthusiastically continued their training as they got wet.

Security guard Oriole hasn't shown up in this safe house in days. But I don't hear you say you're dead, so I guess the operation's prolonged.

The remaining aspirants would join the operation but would not voluntarily set up an operation if they received word of arms procurement from other safe houses.

I have no military service experience and lack experience in combat. Without someone's instructions, we can't move.

Food was delivered from another safe house the day after the new wounded were transported.

While the spelldoctor Septentorio and the funeral parlor Agoni are being pursued for treatment and funeral, the aspirants work busily to clean up their stockpiles. It was deliberately transported in [endless bags] via the safe house and in [leaps].

I mean, this isn't what I got on the regular route either.

I guess I snatched it out of some store warehouse.

There is not a single person in this Artel Republic, such as a scholarly operator of the [Suspension Suspension Suspension (Caquez)] school, who joins the boundaries of [Leap] exclusion. Wizards can easily steal land.

Maybe the store will crumble.

He said the innocent people would not be hurt, but I wonder what Oriol thinks of this procurement.

Those who taught [the Invisible Shield] here were much more minor injuries than before, even if they were to come here again.

"I, the guy the curse doctor taught me, I taught everyone around."

"We trained in the same way at other locations, and we have fewer injuries"

The number of wounded decreases with each day followed.

It is now limited to newcomers who still cannot use the [invisible (invisible) shield] and those who failed to deploy in time and were exposed to a series of attacks.

I can't help but get shot with a machine gun by a boulder.

The spelldoctor Septentorio had as busy a day as ever to remove bullets.