It's all one flower.

Cruillo and Captain Solgnac, with one branch in each hand, proceed carefully with their feet.

There is a touch of grass touching the feet, but the branches protruding forward pass through the trunks of the trees. The other branch stretched out on the side also has nothing to touch. Step aside, the branches touch the trees. There seems to be a path with enough people (fukuen) to get through the truck easily.

When I cautioned, I also found that the sunlight pouring on my face was not a wood leak day.

What the two of them are walking through is not depressed and lush groves, but sunny grasslands with early summer sunshine.

... Well, there's no such thing as a mischievous demon.

The landscape in front of me changed unexpectedly.

High walls and open gates. In front of the gate, Septentorio, the curse doctor of the people of the lake, was still waiting.

"Captain..."

I looked left, but there was no sign of Captain Solniak.

"You were a powerful people, weren't you?

The spelldoctor didn't move off the spot and asked questions. Cruillo stops and lets him snort loudly.

"Without magic, we can't cross the [junction] that surrounds us."

"What? But just now, Mr. Morph...?

"I guess it's because you were grabbing my arm."

"Hey... wait a minute. Captain, Captain!

Stepping back and looking around, the view changed. It's the original jungle.

Behind all the ten steps, there is the surprised face of Captain Solgnac.

"Where the hell are you going? Suddenly..."

"Eh, it sounds like he's hiding it in surgery. Can you come here for a second and hold my hand?

The captain turns back and touches Cruillo's hand with a face that can't hide the confusion. The employees of the powerful people shook his hand and took a step forward.

Captain Solniak is breathtaking.

"... is this...?

"Nor am I familiar with the art of [Suspension (Caquez)] school, so I can't explain the principles. It seems that only those who possess powerful people, [magical crystals], etc. are selectively allowed to pass through [boundaries]"

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Reject the description of the curse doctor of the people of the lake in your head and fit in with the condition of the overlooked mobile distributor (Praethermissa).

Everyone, except the four Kirkurs, can go through. No, if we hold hands like this, they can come here, too. Maybe I'll put every truck in.

If we cross the South Vieetfi Bridge, that's what we lose the means to return to.

Fortunately, the defensemen on the Lanterna Island side of the North Vieetfi Bridge were concerned that trucks from mobile distributors would be attacked by demons and wizards. Going "missing" on the island wouldn't be a search.

If you can hide it here, I can buy you time to find a way home.

"Hey, Doctor, can you step aside?

"I'd like to see if I can break in with a truck"

Captain Solgnac seems to have thought the same thing. The spelldoctor nodded and pulled into the back of the garden.

The two threw away their branches and ran back to the square.

Medvege gets a complicated look when he hears the explanation.

"Truck, are you okay?

"I wouldn't know if I didn't try. Passenger seats are either one of the two wizards. The carrier disperses those with crystals. What do you say?"

Captain Solgnac says, looking at Medvege, Awellana and finally Cruillo. Looking next door, Awellana and I met eye to eye.

Cruillo makes the Pharmacists of the people of the lake snort.

"The passenger seat, I'll go. Mr. Awellana is the rear of the carrier, okay?

"Yes. Can everyone else line up at equal intervals?

A pharmacist looks around at everyone and stops his gaze at Medvege.

Amana cling to Cruillo.

"'Cause it's okay. It's an illusion around here."

If you turn your head, stroke it and smile. Amana nodded small with a creepy face of anxiety. We have a deal to talk about, and everyone gets in the truck in a big hurry.

"Well, then, let's go"

"It's straight. Straight ahead, you'll be fine."

The driver Medvege slowly stepped on the accelerator and the four-ton truck moved. The meter runs twenty kilometers an hour, fast enough to fly the bike a little, into the woods where the trees thrive.

Medvege stretched his face and let go of his legs from the accelerator. The brakes manage (here), and the body moves forward with inertia. The tree stuck through the windshield and flowed backwards. The next trunk of the tree can be seen sliding into the side brake.

"Ha... ha, really... you're an illusion"

"The gate is right there. Straight, please."

The force fell out of Medvege's shoulder and stepped on the accelerator again. The scenery changes abruptly and the driver is breathtaking. The truck proceeded loosely, through an open gate, and stopped in a desolate garden.

"Well, let's get everybody down"

Speak up to the driver with a stunning view and remove his seat belt.

Medvege cut the engine and twisted his neck out of the car.

"Driver."

"Are you really a curse doctor? Again, it's not an illusion, is it?

"There are no [illusions] in my [blue wings]."

The spell doctor of the people of the lake, Septentorio, laughs bitterly.

Cruillo received the key and opened the carrier.

Everybody's coming down. Amana jumped at me.

"Oh, you were okay, weren't you?

"Yeah. Whose house is this?

"What? Come on? You haven't heard that yet."

Embrace Amana and point her only at the curse doctor on her face.

... he was also killed by a colleague or a patient who was in charge of a crime scene.

Speaking to Medvege, the curse doctor was smiling calmly.

Cruillo wondered if they were nervous, but seeing a curse doctor, they didn't know.

"It's not my house, gentlemen, but please come inside"

"It's not a spelldoctor's house. Who's it after?

I'll talk to you inside.

The spelldoctor opened a splendid door with decorations and just walked in. Everyone looks at each other. A subtle expression glanced at each other.

"I've come this far. You're gonna have to go."

Reno, a childhood trainer, took the lead as manager and entered the front door. My sister Pinatifida and Elantis rush after me. The boy soldier Morph continued, and Medvege and everyone else entered reluctantly.

The curse doctor of the people of the lake is waiting at the end of the hallway.

It's not quite the Dossici City mansion, but it's also a much more splendid mansion than the homes of the Cruellos.

I was led through a long hallway and into a sunny room. The couch and low table are scattered across the large room.

"Please, take a seat"

"Chair, can I move it?

"Go ahead."

Respond comfortably to Medvege and the spelldoctor also helps move the couch. He surrounded one low table with a four-legged sofa and calmed his hips.