It's all one flower.

"Oh, there you are. I was free today, a little early, but I was going to have lunch. Would you like to join us?

"Uh... we brought bread..."

The owner of the magic tool shop Lord Guo's (Cuckoo) Nest still today wraps his successful body in a lovely apron dress. Farkill uttered no under the guise of tranquillity so that the old man with dark hair could not understand his upset.

"How are you?

"I'm worried about food poisoning, and I haven't brought it, but I'm working on a lot of bread dough, so I'm fine."

"Hmm."

Kroenier, the shopkeeper of Lord Guo's nest, shifted his gaze to Septentorio, the people of the lake of old knowledge. The spelldoctor Septentorio wraps around a white coat embroidered with spells of various defenses in yarns of the same color, raising the [blue one-wing] school badge (today) from his neck. When the curse doctor shook his head, the fresh green hair hanging on his white shoulder spread flutteringly.

"We don't have any money here, nor any extra replacements..."

"It's been a while, but to celebrate our reunion with the familiar old days, I'll give you a luxury today."

Store owner Chloenier winks. Farkill looked up at the curse doctor silently.

"But..."

"Don't hesitate. Leave your stuff here, lion shop, remember? Just go ahead."

A thick arm stretched over the counter, Farkill did not think, and gave him a sack of cranberry (Tsukusa) finely crafted hemp. Did the spelldoctor give up, and when he laughed bitterly, he thanked him and urged Farkill out of the store.

... I don't care, it's very difficult for me to go into the store with this uncle.

"What's a lion shop?

"Previously, when I came here, it was a closed dining room."

"Oh, is that the store?"

Farkill reminded me of that shop sign. There were no letters, and two fish with mushrooms painted a circle. So I'm not sure the name of the store says "lion shop".

Kroenier's shop is also called "Lord Guo's Nest" because the sign is Lord Guo's (Cuckoo) nest, and the curse shop is called "Lord Guo's Nest" because the Dragon Gale (Lindo) is a sign, so maybe that's what they call it.

Farkill restarts his bag on his shoulder and walks alongside the curse doctor. I got a little lost, but I asked thoughtfully.

"Um... how do you know the curse doctors?

"I belonged to the same Knights. He was also active in local sourcing of materials because he was sure of his sword's arm."

Croenier, owner of the magic tool shop Lord Guo's Nest, used to belong to the rear support unit of the Knights of the Kingdom of Lacus Lacrimaris. Troops to replenish the knights who march with [knitting reed cuts (yoshikiri)] spells created with the art of school, and magically reinforced protective equipment. In times of need, fight with ordinary weapons, spells, etc.

"I could also use a little of the various scholarly techniques, and sometimes, I was on the front lines. I also helped him a lot by teaching him [unlocking] and [invisible shield] techniques."

"Heh..."

Thinking of Chloenier's successful physique, Farkill was heartfelt, convinced.

... That's why.

The question could not be put to the mouth, but the former military doctor, Septentorio, guessed, added to the bitter laughter.

"Back then, he was a plagiarist for a knight... no, but I didn't know what his personal life looked like, so maybe what he is now is what he is"

I arrived at the desired cafeteria, the Lion's House, while we talked about that. Peek inside through the liberated door. It was still a little early at noon, with few guests. There is a small blackboard on the easel placed in front of the store. Today's fixed meal is Muniel the Whitefish.

To Farkill, I couldn't imagine what that was like.

There are no wizards on the mainland of Artel. Faced with the lake, they could not go fishing, and near the lake shore, as a danger zone, the entry of ordinary people was forbidden. The same goes for rivers and forests.

Some rich people seem to be eating dried or frozen fish transported by air from the Barbatum Federation and elsewhere on the Alton Gaza continent, but not into the mouths of ordinary people. Farkil had only seen something called fish on the Internet until he ran away from home and crossed to Nenia Island.

Near The Cart Tunnel, I remembered the day I met everyone from the mobile distributor Praether Missa. The days since have been tough, but I felt much more alive than when I was at home and in school.

... I may have left at the Dossici City Mansion, but I don't know which one you're talking about.

At the Mansion, with the help of making magic drugs, I worked hard until my hand mame crumbled. It feels like a long time ago, but only a few months ago.

"Thank you for waiting. I'm glad you came in first and sat down and waited."

He was drawn back to reality with a wild voice. Chloenier dresses from her usual apron dress into a water-colored piece. Plenty of blue ribbon and white lace. Girl hobbyist long piece also has spells embroidered dispersed in the decorations.

"... oh, no, because it's something I've been thinking about a little bit. More than that, are you sure?

"Of course. Let's go in."

The spelldoctor's reaction was slightly delayed, probably because he was surprised at the shopkeeper's old man's outfit.

The two, pushed back by Chloenier, entered the dining room "Lion's House".