It's all one flower.

"Mr. Store Manager, do you have any [magic crystals] that complement your ability to act?

"There are a few."

Asked by the curse doctor Septentorio of the people of the lake, Leno answered honestly. The spelldoctor continues with a horrible face.

"That's good. Even the powerless people have the finest [magic crystal], there are healing techniques that can be used."

"Are you sure?

Leno listened with momentum. Pina and Tis also stop their hands cleaning up after dinner and stare down at the curse doctor.

"Yes. It's a curse with a lot of simple words to say [healing wind]. Even children will be able to use it immediately."

"Really?"

Tis, an elementary school student, stares up at the curse doctor with his face shining all the time. Septentorio laughed a little sorry.

"I know how it works."

"How much can you cure?

Pina also turned to the curse doctor.

"A few cuts, scratches, burns, sprains, etc. can heal."

"No, it helps"

"The subject is a creature of this world within reach of voice and magic. It's mainly about indiscriminate healing of wounds near the body surface."

Reno remembered a pharmacist (dull) Awellana singing in a steel park sheltered from the terrorist attacks. Watch Pina and Tis go by the septentorio and resume cleaning up.

If you're going to be able to heal the wound at all, that's all I appreciate, but that's not all. With the help of [Crystal of Magic] What a wizard or whatever, if healing techniques can be used, it won't be a lie to name a "healer".

If you're a healer, reduce the risk of girls getting hard eyes.

... if the Artel guys would just let me think about it.

Healing techniques often impose physical conditions on the operator.

Except for the school of [thinking owl] and the school of [housekeeping (no)], which focuses on the technique of childbirth, other medicine cannot be used unless it is "unmarried".

For some reason on the canal, even though Awellana named herself a healer, those thugs didn't care, but most healers are protected by the art of [Swan Maiden]. With your hands, the curse will be activated and not only you, but your clan will be uprooted in twitching pain.

... Artel was originally in the same country, and to the boulders, I can't believe you don't know... you don't?

Leno cleans up the rest of the dishes that Cruello washed me with the [manicured water] technique in the cupboard, looking for ingredients to reassure him.

If you had magic like Cruillo, you could protect your sisters, but Leno is a powerless people. The force is strong in the task of pinching bread fabrics, but I have no experience in martial arts.

At that time, Medvege had a broken arm, but he was much stronger than Leno. He was fighting five thugs, almost alone.

Leno was full of stones to throw at the thugs. What would have happened if Captain Solgnac and the others hadn't come to help me...... I'd be freaked out just thinking about it.

... Even I can say, "The pinnas are healers".

Also, I don't know when that won't happen. Leno himself wanted to be able to fight for a bit.

The spelldoctor gave Pina a note. Pina thankfully spreads the folded paper. Powerful words and their pronunciation, the meaning of Hunan, were written in neat letters.

"Mr. Awellana, I'm sure you know. It's too late today, so we'll see you tomorrow for practice."

"Thank you, Doctor."

The brothers and sisters of the bakery thanked each other with their voices.

Hurry up and finish cleaning up and hurry to the Cruellos. The pharmacist (dull) Awellana was tired of continuing to make the medicine and had already rested.

Everyone else is gathered in that large room where they were first put through to ponder the continuation of the "All One Flower" lyrics.

"Whoa? Tired of cleaning up. Thanks."

"Fine, fine. Tomorrow's planting happened."

Cruillo thanked me and Leno smiled back. It's already dark outside the window.

Fragments of poetry are scattered on the copy paper everyone notes and spreads on the desk. The notes are white underneath just because the original poem was written.

Cruillo laughs bitterly.

"Poetry is fine, that's hard. If you want to match the atmosphere of the original poem, at all..."

"I can't find a word to describe 'Artel' without giving out a place name directly, so I'm moving on."

Captain Solniak turned a blind eye to a fragment of the poem.

Peaceful lake breeze

Hiraki Island celebrates a new dawn.

Little island flowers shake in the morning sun in the lake (Umi) of Lacus

When I try to say geographical position, it does not fit the number of sounds of the main melody and it is not firm to bring science or religion to this continuation.

That's why, as it is, it ends only with nemoralis and lacrimalis. What I really want to call on is Artel.

"Uh... this... Sure, what do we do?

It was great for Leno. I've only written poems in Mandarin classes. I looked at Pina and Tis pitifully at myself without any literature. I made a mobile sales commercial song and a poem calling for peace, both of which are well received. The people of the mansion in the city of Dossici have always praised me. Both of them stare at the paper with a difficult face.

... Pinnas, you had an unexpected talent.

Leno sighed and changed the subject.

"The septentorio curse teaches you the curse of healing tomorrow."

"Really?"

Amana, who was carving a deep wrinkle between her eyebrows, raised her face from the paper and turned to a childish smile. Pina spreads the note the curse doctor gave her.

"This, the spell. With a superior crystal, even a powerless people can use it."

"Well, a photograph within the moment"

"Right. I don't know if I can think about it any more today, but I can't seem to."

In the words of Cruillo, today's poetry is open.