It's all one flower.

For lunch, Captain Solniak baked and served the waterfowl he had captured. When the Twelve split the two wings, it was only for one bite at a time, but there was also bread and wild grass dishes, all eating satisfactorily.

Leno was horrified and put his head around the afternoon errands.

... Enough bread for today, so I can handle it under herbs and spreading grass and help the curse doctor.

The spelldoctor organizes information in an ancient newspaper brought to him the other day by the old lady Silva.

Farkill said he couldn't see the internet here, so the only way to keep up to date is with the radio. If you miss listening to the radio, it's over, but you can read the paper back as many times as you want.

... When Mr. Silva returns, let's ask him if he can plant vegetables.

Fruit tree seedlings, such as apples and apricots, are not yet the case, but vegetable seedlings, it is time for the nursery pots made of spreading grass to become cramped.

You may not be able to stay until the fruit is raw, but you can have it eaten by the curse doctors. Even if we can't eat it ourselves, it's much better than it withers away.

... What else can I do... like practice spells?

Watching Campe, but for once, they activated the spell. A little harder would make it possible to use magic, with the help of the [Crystal of Magic].

Tis' bright voice brought Leno back to reality.

"Brother, I can almost get a T-shirt."

"Right. Be careful not to stick a needle in your finger."

"It's okay."

"Look, the alarm is at stake."

"Ho!

Tis swells her cheeks and Pina laughs bitterly. Thanks to a steady day at the mansion in the city of Dossici, the number of mouths has grown and smiles have been seen since just after the air raid.

Leno thanked him for being able to have such a loving exchange. I prayed to the gods that those dark winter days would never come again.

The treatment under the herbs and spreads quickly ended when the five of us who went to pick them worked together.

"Okay, I'm going to sort out the materials"

"Oh, me too..."

When Leno stood up, Captain Solgnac looked surprised, but nodded at me.

The room I use as a library was originally a study. There were two large bookshelves lined up at the wall. In the corner is placed a crate that has been turned upside down and is packed with paper files.

No lighting, but the room is bright. There was a magical [light] on the ceiling. They brought it in from the other room. The low table had a piece of newspaper cut and copy paper, paste and scissors, but the couch didn't have the appearance of a spelldoctor septentorio.

There was about two months worth of newspapers on the side of the couch.

"What article are you taking?

"It's mainly about this war. I also see the international and political, the social, and then the economic and the living."

"Economy and living, too, is it?

"I'm looking at the impact of the Artelians on their lives"

To Leno, I didn't know what I was going to do knowing it, but I couldn't dare to nod.

Pull out a file from the crate that says "Economy," and turn it apart. The lake blockade in the Kingdom of Lacrimaris caught my eye with cuts from the Hunan Economic Newspapers and Starlight Newspapers, who reported that prices were rising.

... What's the impact of the lake blockade, even though there's no port called Artel?

"Oh..."

The spelldoctor Septentorio, who was out of his seat, came back. Leno closes the file and meets gently.

"I'll help you"

"Really? Now… please paste"

The spelldoctor Septentorio reads the newspaper and surrounds the article with a colored pencil, cut by Captain Solgnac and affixed by Leno. It's a task you can do even if you can't read the letters.

I wondered why you kept the boy soldier morph away like that that you said you wanted to help, but somehow it's hard to hear.

Leno moved his hands silently, dividing them by category and date, and pasting the cutouts.

The hand stops.

On the economic side of the Starlight newspaper, there was a change in the number of cases of dereliction of personal shops resulting from terrorism and a description of it.

In his March to May roundup, he argues that the bar chart is in terrible shape. For June, the damage was severely reduced because of the destruction of terrorist strongholds by the Artel army, although still under tally.

Realizing that Leno's hand had stopped, Captain Solgnac saw the article at hand.

"They say there was a base on the mainland of Artel too, but all the mainland bases were lost as a result of military air raids," he said.

Leno couldn't say anything and resumed work.

It's just a simple task to paste cutouts, but my mind gets heavier and heavier on headlines and articles that go into view.

A large formation of the Artel Air Force sailed to Nenia Island, but did not return a single aircraft due to evil sorcery, certain.

Leno had an intuition that it was that thing he saw on the North Vieetofi Bridge.

Did you manage to intercept everything before the air raid, or did it do great damage to both sides? At least not one of those hundreds of fighter pilots would have survived.

Words spoken in the woods by Captain Solniak stabbed him in the chest.

There's no winner, there's nothing to gain...

Why, why it's been a war, why, it's still going on, how can it end? Nowhere in the article at hand was the answer to that.

Septentorio, the curse doctor of the people of the lake, finishes his glance for one day and takes the next morning paper.

"To sum up the news on the radio over the past few months, the newspapers, the stories Mr. Silva has heard in the city, I see the purpose of the Artel government"

"The purpose of the Artel government......?

"Shall I rephrase the purpose of carrying out the war…? Personally, though."

When Leno listened back, the spelldoctor Septentorio rephrased it plainly and went on to explain.

"The purpose is probably threefold."

"Three...?

"One is the bailout of the Autonomous Communities… Affordably, you want to possess it as an enclave, including the surrounding area, and get Copper Mountain"

"Wouldn't mining not allow us to carry the ore to Artel?

"There aren't many big demons in the sky around here, so I think they're going to air it."

To Leno's question, the curse doctor of the people of the lake answered concisely.

Artel is a scientifically civilized country with Kirkulus as its national religion, and does not possess a single Magic Machine ship, nor does it maintain a port.

There are fewer demons and beasts than there are on land because of the protection of the goddess in Lake Lacus, but still, it is not a wax that is completely absent. All ships of transport, passengers and fishing are fed in no time unless they are witchcraft ships that are provided with various protections such as [exorcism] and use magic as a source of power.

In the Hunan region, trade between Artel and countries other than Lanista was mainly carried out on freighters.

"Copper Mountain...... is it Cotto that you fought for the money?

The major deposits in the Kublum Mountains belong to the territory of the Kingdom of Lacrimalis, but there are also small deposits on the territory of the Republic of Nemoralis, such as the city of Zerneau on the eastern tip.

If the district of Pisturnik is taken, the reconstruction of the city of Zerneau will cease to stand. In the Scalar district, we won't be able to rebuild the bakeries of the Leno's either.