It's all one flower.

Leno saw Captain Solgnac.

Smaller and jaw-drawn, Leno greets as the manager of the overlooked mobile retailer (Praethermissa).

"Thank you for inviting me. After that, we were selling in trucks, making money for living and traveling to Nemoralis Island."

"Doctor of Spells, what are you doing here? Who is it?

Before the curse doctor says hello, the driver Medvege hears in momentum. The curse doctor of the people of the lake stood up smiling bitterly.

"It will be a long story. Let's make some tea."

"Ah, tea leaves, there is. This is the vanilla tea I picked there just now. Mr. Medvedge, okay?

"Whoa, whoa!

High school students Roark and Medvege left without waiting for a reply. A spelldoctor walks out the hallway, drops off his hindsight, and leaves himself.

"Now let's boil some hot water in between"

"Carry it, I'll help you"

When Pina stood still, the boy soldier Morph also stood up in a panic and followed the two of them.

"Tis good. You have to drop it."

"I won't drop it."

Leno stops her youngest sister, who floats her back to help herself. Tis mumbled, but sank himself on the couch, and his brother also slammed him.

Reno looks around the room again.

This room alone was about three times as good as my parents' Tsubakiya. Few conditioners, but they're all superior.

The white walls are decorated with plants designed. It's not gorgeous, it's a calm atmosphere, and just being here reassures me. Outside the large windows is a desolate garden, but the interior is clean.

From the front door to here, there were no signs of people.

... a curse doctor in such a large mansion, are you alone?

The five came back at the same time.

Pina and Morph, respectively, carry tea utensils in the basin and the water mass drifts behind the curse doctor. Roark put his hand in a plastic bag and grabbed the grass out.

"Oh, who is it? I mixed herbs."

"Do you also have medicinal herbs?

"Hmm? It was growing all over the place."

Medvege tilts his neck. Leno also questioned the unexpected reaction of the spelldoctor.

... Curse Doctor, why don't you know about this neighborhood? Herbs, I don't think I know anything about it...?

Ask the pharmacist (dull) Awellana while the spelldoctor Septentorio inserts the vanilla handed to him by Roark in the hot water drifted into the universe.

"Mr. Awellana, I'll get you some oil, so could you make me some wound pills?

"Yeah, that's fine."

"Instead, could you give me a break here for a while"

Captain Solgnac had no intermittent hair and gave the conditions.

"I'm going to. Well... what can I tell you from?

The spelldoctor nodded and looked around at everyone as he poured vanilla tea into a teacup lined with pinas.

Leno asks as manager.

"Why is the curse doctor here, whose house is this, and who else is there... don't you dare, tell me around"

"Okay."

The spelldoctor recommended tea to everyone and sipped himself, telling the story.

"A little after I broke up with you all, I came here with Agoni"

"Agoni...... funeral parlor, was it?

"Yes."

When Leno confirmed, the curse doctor nodded and continued the conversation.

"I'm out now, and I'm leaving alone. This is one of Guerrilla's strongholds."

"What? You're a guerrilla, aren't you?

Medvege embarks on herself. Leno also looked around the room surprised. At least here, I don't see anything like a weapon.

"I joined them to stop them, but as a result, I helped destroy them. I can't talk about you anymore."

The Lake People's Spelldoctor Septentorio looked around at Captain Solgnac and driver Medvege, Juvenile Soldier Morph.

All three silently take the spelldoctor's gaze.

Leno asked the curse doctor with an ironic grin, terrified.

"Mr. Agoni and the guerrillas...?

Is everyone now heading out to the city of mainland Artel to engage in sabotage activities?

The spelldoctor shook his head to the side.

"No, we are now collecting materials and food in North Zakart City. Agoni returns here every day, in the evening, but the others will not return from their base here for some time."

"What material...?

I had a bad feeling, and Leno shrugged unexpectedly.

"I'm going to the woods to pick up spells and weapon materials. There were many people who had originally worked in that area, and recently a craftsman from [Flying Eagle (Taka)] took part..."

The spelldoctor Septentorio laid his eyes down.

[Flying Eagle] is a school of arms craftsmen. I can also use the art of fighting myself. They are supposed to be directed at demons and warcraft that threaten humans.

If the Kirkurs, who have only a powerless people, are attacked with magical weapons and spells, they cannot be prevented at all. Shooting down fighters on boulders would be mundane, but as long as we can intercept enemies, there won't be a single Artel army.

"Is that to go directly and crush the base on the mainland of Artel? How do you get there?

"There's a man in Artel with a land survey. I've already [jumped] to the base many times with that person's guidance."

"Huh? Maybe a curse doctor?

The spelldoctor answers Leno's question with a far-sighted eye. Medvege raised his voice in surprise, and everyone else looked at the curse doctor of the people of the lake in a disquieting manner.

The septentorio exhales small and sighs, shaking his head without force.

"No...... Me and Agoni are not in the fight. We were here to treat the wounded and to mourn the dead."

"But that's... uh..."

The boy soldier Morph hung up on him to say something, but he couldn't find a word, and he whispered along the way.

Leno sensed what Morph wanted to say, but sees the curse doctor without saying anything.

"... I couldn't convince them, and as a result I sent them back to sabotage."

Pina's voice breaks the painful silence.

"Uh, so, who are you here?

"Mr. Silva... he said it was the villa of a relative of your lady who was helping him with his treatment"

The old lady, Silva, says she rented this place under false pretences to protect war refugees. Now, at another location on the island of Lanterna, we collect information and are away.

They say this villa was built as a refuge during the civil war. Multiple [junctions] are laid, invisible from the outside, and cannot be broken into by those who have no magic.

"Um, are you glad I went in there with that Mr. Silva in confidence?

"You'll be fine. Now you can tell her lies and open them to her relatives."

The voice that answered Leno contains self-derision. I didn't know what to say, I looked into the curse doctor's eyes. Awellana has the same green eyes.

"You won't come here unless there's an injured man. Until then, please take your time."

"... thank you"

"Lots of rooms ah......"

Suddenly I shut up. Leno and the others stared down at the curse doctor and waited to continue.

"I have a lot of rooms, but I use them as a hospital room..."

"I don't know when the dying guerrilla will return," he said.

Captain Solgnac said ahead. And I wonder if there is not one or two people who have not been treated in time and who have been placed in the hands of the funeral home Agoni.

"Um, is there a room you didn't turn into a hospital room?

Leno heard terribly.

... If not, let's sleep in the truck.

"I do. This room and the dining room, and then the back two rooms."

"This place is too big to calm down, so how big is the back room?

"Mr. Silva's room and the room behind it, even if they fit together, are smaller than here."

Carrying the couch here into that room brought the story together, quickly, and moved to execution.

If Silva returns, the room will reconsider.

If you think of a wounded guerrilla coming [leaping], it wasn't the place you wanted to stay for long, but there wouldn't be anywhere else you could lurk.

It cannot be broken into by a powerless people and is hidden in [illusion]. At least, I don't have to worry about being found by the Artel Army or the Kirkurs.

If we cross the South Vieitofi Bridge, we will never again be able to tread on the soil of our home island of Nenia.

Leno got the bedding off the truck with complicated thoughts and got the bunk ready.