It's all one flower.

301. A Day on the Bridge

"Cruillo, fire, please"

"Ah, ah.... Yes, I'll give you a note later on."

Speaking of his thoughts at the end of the reply, Leno thanked him many times with his eyes shining.

"This is also a technique that can be done with [magic crystals]?

"Did you know there's a [furnace board] with a spell carved on the stone board?

"It was in your mansion the other day"

"Yeah. If you put a crystal in that [furnace board] and cast a spell, you can"

"Well, now you can't"

Leno, who heard the explanation, shriveled. My chest hurts but I can't help what I don't have.

Cruillo encouraged with the brightest possible voice.

"But if you know the spell, it's gonna be easier for you to hire me at some store."

"Hmm?... Oh well. Right."

Think about it for a second, and Leno is forced to make a smile.

Cruillo turns his eyes away from the painful smile of childhood taming to the impromptu [furnace].

I just painted a range designation circle on a stainless steel tray with oily magic. A powerful people can steadily use the technique of [furnace] with just this.

To make it easier for Leno to hear, Cruillo cast a slower [furnace] spell than usual.

"Little shards of sun wheels descend. Light heat in the wheel. Fire."

A small, unchanged flame danced in circles in the tray.

Leno puts dried fish on a frying pan and cooks one after the other. Pinatifida and Elantis served the roasted fish on a wood plate they got at the Dossici City Mansion.

When the smell seemed to indicate it, Juvenile Soldier Morph and Medvege turned this way.

Fighting is still ongoing in the north Vietofi Bridge.

The [spear of light] unleashed by the soldiers shoots down the flying warcraft, but newcomers emerged from the woods one after another, never diminishing. It looks that big at this distance. The flying warcraft would be about the size of a passenger car.

The central separation zone is a stone wall about the height of the waist, with a surprise on the surface and a spell that protects the bridge. Thanks to this powerful [junction] and [exorcism] and other things, I didn't seem to worry about coming here, but it wasn't a sight of appetite.

Guys, somehow, look west and eat in the first place.

Beyond the horizon of Lake Lacus, the Fiorietvi Mountains lying to the north and south of the Lake West region were even seen.

The Huxi region learned in geographic time that there are more powerful demons around here, and humans cannot live there. A long time ago, they had a country, but since the demons of the Three Kingdoms destroyed them, they have been unable to do anything like a country for more than two thousand years.

In all times, people are armed and constantly going to ancient ruins.

At an early age, Cruillo admired adventurers who toured the ruins with picture books and old stories.

Academic investigations, burglaries, and explorations. Fighting strong warcraft is for pure force testing and procuring materials to make magic tools and medicines. People take risks for a variety of purposes.

Sometimes the relatively safe shoreline could be a settlement of merchants dealing with adventurers. Ravaged by the Warcraft, he says there is not a single long lasting trial.

I can't afford to build a solid building. Even if you hire a caution stick and prepare a variety of powerful defenses, if you run out of magic stored in crystals and sapphires, you'll be attacked in no time.

The warcraft that devoured them will accumulate magic and become stronger.

Without the Kingdom of Scootum, the Hunan region would have become a more dangerous place, with the exception of the island area (and Uzubu).

The country of Sakimori protects the Sveto River at the western end of the Hunan region. To the west of the Great River is paradise for demons and warcraft, and the Lake West region. The people of the defenseman are multiplying [the junction] to stop the intrusion of demons and warcraft, hunting things strayed from the bloom.

The northeast neighbor of the Kingdom of Scootum is the Republic of Artel. There is no national intercourse between a magical civilized country with a large number of followers of Fraxinus and a scientifically civilized country with Kirkrus as its national religion.

When I taught the reality of the Lake West region at school, such dream stories blew up at the top.

Even after cleaning up after meals, the battle is still going on.

Amana dived into Cruello's cloak and stuck to her work clothes.

"If you're scared, go inside, go in?

When Cruillo hung up, his sister nodded small.

When I went up to the carrier, Amiella was sewing something small in her hand.

"Mr. Amiela, what are you making?

"I'm making a bag to put crystals in. I thought if I hung it from my neck, I could use it right away."

What he showed me was about half a wipe bag on his palm.

Amana peeks at the needle and says.

"If that's the case, I can make it too. Can I help you?

"Thank you. You can use whatever you like."

"Yeah. Tis, make it with me"

When Amana called Leno's sister, her sister Pinatifida came up on the carrier with her.

"Because it's small, it's not a waiting needle, it's easy to sew when fastened with a clip"

The three girls heard Amiela's explanation of the needle with a strange face and began sewing.

Cruillo howls and opens a crate with stationery.

... Mr. Amiela, you're smart.

If you raise it from your neck, you won't drop it.

Leno, to the powerless people, the superior [crystal of magic] that complements the power of action, Cruillo and the pharmacist (dull) Awellana, if they simply have something to accumulate magic, they don't have to panic when they say they have to.

In case you get separated, [Crystal of Magic] can exchange it for a day or two of food in one piece.

It is decided that you should have it dispersed.

... Mr. Amiella... or what do the Kirkurs do?

If you follow the doctrine, it's a hell of a thing to have the tools of magic.

... Well, when I say that, even this truck is hung [by the junction] and [by the exorcism] from the beginning, and I guess being with me and Mr. Awellana is no good in itself.

The pharmacist of the people of the lake stands outside the carrier, turning toward the North Vieetfi Bridge. Its green hair is stirred by the wind blowing up from the lake's surface, glittering like an early-summer sun-soaked periphery.

Appearance is the girl about middle school, but the oldest of these. He said he was born during half a century of civil unrest.

Thinking about it, it's a little strange.

Captain Sornyak and his men are Kirkurs who deny all sorcery, the people of the land. The Cruillos were born after the civil unrest, but they were followers of the Fraxinus protagonist, the people of the land.

A flaxinus lake goddess, from the point of view of the lake people's girlfriend, everyone else's attribute is "former enemy".

Four months ago terrorist attacks alone, three of the Star Way Prostitutes are "enemies of all" except Amiela, the people of the Autonomous Region.

The trigger was an irresistible accomplishment, but we are still together like this.

Even when asked to explain this situation to the survival of the citizens of Zerneau, Cruillo was not confident that he could explain it cleverly.

Battles between the Lacrimaris army and the Warcraft group continued after sunset.

Speaking of June, the top of the bridge cools with a blow of sun. Half the door of the carrier was closed and the blanket was wrapped. Cruillo and Amana feel relieved when they are completely covered with a soft blanket, although the cold is not so thanks to the cloak on which the surgery took place.

The wind rocked the bridge.

"Brother..."

Put your strength into Amana's hand holding the work clothes. Cruillo gently slapped his sister on the shoulder.

"I'm fine. Bridges, buildings, big buildings are deliberately shaken to keep them from breaking down."

"Really?

"Ah. If you fix it tightly so that it never moves, when a strong force is applied by wind or earthquake, that force concentrates in one place and breaks from it."

Amana kept her mouth shut for a while but looked up at her brother from inside the blanket and asked questions.

"How come, if you rock it deliberately, it won't break?

"Because the power is dispersed, and I'm going somewhere, and I'm not going to be able to do it in one place. I don't know the details, either."

"I kind of figured it out. Thanks."

To his sister's bright voice, Cruillo was horrified.

Four months ago... I thought we might not be able to talk again in this fight, as we did shortly after the war.

Embrace Amana, stroke her little back and fall asleep.

I didn't stand watch tonight.

The protection of this North Viertofi Bridge is robust, and no one else, other than the mobile distributor Praether Missa, is there.

On the wind. From time to time, I heard a slight sound of battle. Every time the explosion sounds, the light flashes across the closed eyelid.

Are the soldiers of the Lacrimaris army defending the North Vietofi Bridge safe?

... Warcraft, it's like we took him.

I can't help but feel guilty, even though I was blocked from going on the main road and there was no other place to go.

In addition, concerns about whether the refugees will cause a stronger wind from the Lacrimalis government and the people will result in a neck like a snake.

Will the other refugees who remain in the territory of the Kingdom of Lacrimalis also have narrower shoulders? Once government aid is cut off, no, if they cut off national traffic...

Cruillo thought of the oak tree (Fraxinus) that circled the earth with its roots, holding back the idea of rolling to the dark side.

... The soldier said he was glad the Warcraft didn't go to another city.

Imagine if a truck carrying livestock came from the city side of Plame and it was attacked.

If you fled to the city just like a moving dealership, you would have guided a group of warcraft. I wish I could have prevented it with the City of Plame walls, but otherwise, it could have been a lot harder.

At night, demons and warcraft are enlivened without the purification of sunlight. But the Lacrimalis are not part of this war. There should be enough personnel.

... It's okay. Demon soldiers will be much stronger this way.

I told myself, Cruillo managed to close his eyes.