It's all one flower.

Amiella opened her eyes. I realize I was asleep and laugh bitterly.

... I thought I was scared to sleep. You've gotten thicker.

A shadow is standing outside the carrier. Captain Solgnac and manager Leno, the wizard's employee, Cruillo. All three have a rugged look on their bearded faces, gazing at the western sky.

A slight noise pulls his tail long and away.

The needle Amiella remembered the chest commotion and gently stepped off the carrier to keep everyone else awake.

"Oh no..."

The night has just dawned, and there is still something as black as Yunxia in the sky where the stars remain. From south to north. It was a group of bombers. I can't even count the hundreds of big formations.

It's impossible to intercept all such formations in the Nemoralis Army, where the demon soldiers request manpower. How many cities will be burned down in the next air raid?

"You were still so warm."

No one answers the words that Cruillo threw up. Amiella turned bright white in her head and held her own shoulder.

The four had no technique to make them, and they had nothing else to drop them off until they could no longer see the largest formation.

I just let you know, it just adds to my anxiety. The four of them spent nothing telling everyone they slept with.

After breakfast, Captain Solgnac and Cruillo head to the iron door.

I could hear the battle so far yesterday, but now I can't get any noise.

The two had stuck their faces to the gap between the iron doors for a while, but they came back drooping.

"I was just thinking about it. Let's go."

"On the island of Lanterna, there are people from the lake who were forced to migrate from the mainland, so I don't think there's any chance that they'll kill you all of a sudden."

Chauffeur Medvege's Kara cheerfully, Farkill says in a weak voice. Everyone at the mobile distributor Praethermissa snorted hard and looked out for the North Vieetofi Bridge.

"Mr. Amiella, if you have a blue cloth, can I have one?

"What do you do?

Captain Solgnac changed to say, and Amiela listened back. Explain while the captain shows the size of the cloth required by hand gesture.

"Create a flag depicting the Holy Mark of the Way of the Holy Star. I want to stick it under the windshield and pass the Artel side examination"

A child trick, but it would be better than nothing, mocks himself.

Amiella looked in front of the truck and imagined the flagged condition.

"Then you should cut and paste the holy mark in a different cloth so that it looks like a proper flag, Pa."

Cutting through twelve star shapes and an oval seems tough, but in something too chaotic, you wouldn't let a boulder delude you.

...... I guess if we all split up the Kirkurs, we'll be done for about lunch.

"I'll help you, too"

The four people of the Autonomous Region saw the face of Pinatifida at the same time. The bakery's daughter lowers her voice sorry.

"Um, I'm not saying I can't help you if you're bothered..."

"No, it helps. But you're the one?

It's a flag of revenge for burning the city and killing your family. Like when you sew a bag containing [Magic Crystal], there is no way you can work with serenity.

"That's not at all...... because it's faster for us all to do it. I have scissors."

"I'll help you, too. I cut the yarn, but it cuts the cloth nicely than the handmade one."

Pinatifida was followed by the pharmacist (dull) Awellana of the people of the lake. Elantis and Amana also say they have a small set of sewing that just buttons on their school bags and fixes a few flakes.

"Thank you. Nice to meet you."

Amiella clogged her chest with gratitude and bowed her head many times.

Get up to the carrier and prepare the material. First, a light blue cloth reminiscent of the spring sky was cut as the body of the flag to fit the size of the front of the truck.

One turn larger than the four copied sheets of A4 judgment. This would be easy to see and uninterrupted.

He borrowed a statute and compass from Elantis and drew a star shape on the copy paper. Hit the shaped paper cut into a yellow cloth and scour the star shape for twelve with a chaco pen.

"Heh... that's how you make it..."

Morph, who watched Amiela work, leaks a sigh of admiration over and over again. Medvege, the driver I was listening to on the side, grinned bitterly.

"Oh man, how did you think I'd make that?

"I just thought I was going to draw directly on the cloth."

"Twelve measurements with rules and compass, you stink of trouble. This way, I can work quickly and accurately with ease. You're a man of efficiency."

"Efficiency..."

Listening to the two such intercession, Amiella divided the stars into three chunks at a time with a sanction. The Fraxinus girls quickly cut out the stars with a small thread.

Amiella prepared six elongated pieces of white cloth. Each is about three times the length of the flag body.

"Please knit three of these into two."

"What do you want me to do with three knits?

Ask while Medvege receives.

"It would be better if you put a bracket on it with a solid string, because it looks more like it than sticking it with gum tape."

"I don't know what to do. Think a lot."

The driver, impressed, gave half to Morph.

"In the meantime, I sew through the strings, both at the beginning and at the end of the end of the cloth."

"Then let's sew the other side"

"Please"

The needle Amiella nodded to the captain and quickly folded back the end of the cloth. Fasten at equal intervals with clips for easy sewing. In the meantime Captain Solgnac threaded each of the two needles.

"We don't seem to be able to do this, so let's practice the spell."

"I don't know what it is."

Leno's manager called me, and Cruillo, Farkill and Roark took notes of the spell in their hands.