It's all one flower.

The four of them lowered their hips on the couch in the study they were holding in the library.

Farkill places the tablet terminal that was charging by the window on the low table.

"Eh, yesterday, when I went to Lord Guo's nest and showed the store manager the hat the captains made for me, he said he would buy it"

"Well... how much?

"That's... that store, the magic clotheshop thing, so I traded it for gloves and ribbons like this..."

Farkil bowed his head in awe to Captain Sornyak, a Kirkurist. It makes sense, it's a wack that we don't all say on the spot. Cruillo and the spelldoctor Septentorio also gaze at the captain's complexion.

"How many, and what can you replace them with?

Captain Solniak of the Star Way Prostitute Army heard without moving his expression.

Farkill strokes the surface of the terminal and causes the image to be displayed. As Farkill ran his fingers, gloves with small magic formations embroidered in the part of his armor, blue ribbons with [cold] spells embroidered in powerful words, red ribbons with [heat resistant], and earthy ribbons with [impact resistant] appeared on one screen after another.

"For every ten hats, they say it's one of these."

It seems the gloves are only for the left hand for [Invisible (invisible) shield].

To Cruillo, I wasn't sure if this was expensive or cheap.

There were three Kirkurs who made the Hat of the Crawling Grass. Roark still can't make such a difficult thing.

Captain Solgnac asked the neighbor Cruillo, asking for an explanation as one from Farkill.

"Complete... Which one works best?

"Hmmm...... they're all a long time and a short time. The power of [Invisible Shield] is awesome, but it's difficult to handle. Once prevented, it disappears, and [the crystal of magic], I only have magic for about once... I'm practicing right now, not really..."

Cruillo scratched his head. Captain Solniak nods and urges ahead.

"So, the ribbon works all the time while I'm wearing it, but the power depends on the person's magic. Besides, it keeps wearing out all the time, so if it's crystal, it's a little..."

"Successful...... if you resell this, do you know how much?

The captain asks Farkill across the street.

Because of the increase in numbers, the old lady Silva began to show herself in this stronghold once every three days.

Farkill goes with him to the city of Kardafstvaux in the morning, gathers information online and returns with Silva in the evening. When Silva delivered Farkill, she [jumped] somewhere and was away during the night.

"Excuse me, the next time I go, I'll check it out."

Farkill lowered his head with a pepper and switched the display of the terminal to a copy of the news.

Artel Army air raids, while small, continue today. I don't know if the reported attacks were all there, but on several occasions, they had broken through the Nemoralis' air defense network, causing damage to residents.

Also, have you been summoned to the smell of death or in the long summer of sunshine, there are many occurrences and damage of demons and warcraft. Similar reports were increasing, not only by Nemoralis, but also by transboundary movements or within the territory of the Kingdom of Lacrimaris on the island of Negna.

"Maybe that's what Warcraft said when he was blocking the road."

During the passage of the new road, Farkill, who was the passenger seat, murmured in a dark voice.

A story of a giant warcraft runs through Cruello's head. In the city of Masrina in the Republic of Nemoralis, he encountered a giant warcraft.

Talk about Medvege and Juvenile Soldier Morph, Awellana, seems to have been more than one giant part of the neighborhood. Medvege did everything he could to fly the truck and escape me from the giant Warcraft.

Cruillo hadn't seen the Warcraft, he just washed away the Warcraft fluids attached to the truck near Zolata District, but he didn't feel alive.

... It looks like the Bridge's defense team has been wiped out, and that's happening over there, so we're not going back to Nenia Island.

Even after the war, it would be safer to stay on Nemoralis Island until the extermination of the Warcraft has been completed.

As the Cruillos search for their father in the capital, Cravel, they wonder what the Lenos should do… and what they have thought many times already.

"Mr. Farkill, do you know what's happening right now with the support of the victims of Nemoralis?

"A little..."

Wait a minute, and Farkill will operate the terminal.

Spelldoctor Septentorio said no to what Razornik told me earlier.

"They are proceeding with the construction of temporary housing and, to some extent, are also beginning to move in. Earnings are insignificant, but each side is good offices for employment (mediation), with donations from supporters, critical, and life seems to be working out."

"Is that even a man of a people without power?

"I haven't heard that far..."

"Oh, no, thank you"

They are both powerful people, so I guess they lost sight of the difference around them. The curse doctor of the people of the lake shrunk himself sorry.

The four look at the material silently. The information on the internet that Farkill collected for me is similar.

As Cruillo raised his eyes from the terminal, the saturation of the room was reduced and visible. Outside the window is as bright as it hurts in the eye. Similar to a terminal screen, it is difficult to see everything in the world from a squarely cut landscape.

"Are you here, Doctor?

A man I didn't even know came in without knocking.