It's all one flower.

Hand over the [Guardian Ribbon] to the Curse Store Owner and exchange it for the [Exorcism Mark (Mazufu)].

Farkill arranged a green bread in a tablet terminal and plastic bag on the counter.

"Um, and then, I'm gonna pay you with bread, so can I charge you?

"I just ate green and blue bread. You don't have a normal one?

"Oh, no, it's not. It's green with tampon leaves."

"You think it's tampons?

The curse shop owner gave a slightly chiseled view and threw it into his mouth. Taste it carefully and have another bite. When I eat about half of it, I give my thoughts.

"Isn't that delicious? Did the boy do it?

"No, a proper baker...... I'm the manager"

"What kind of connections? Well.... Fiarlka, hey there, take his place"

"Is it that good? Give me a sip, too."

Farkill spoke to the haulier when he saw the curse store owner pull the bread in disgusting.

"Uh... I'll trade the whole thing for cash here."

"What do you do with the money?

Carrier Fiarlka looks surprised.

"I want the bus fare. It's not always convenient for a spelldoctor..."

"I'm especially..."

The spelldoctor Septentorio swallowed words as he noticed along the way. If the militant guerrilla starts a full-scale operation, there will be a large number of casualties.

Fiarlka asked, looking in the bag.

"Okay. The bus on this island, it's a flat fare wherever you get off from, so you can take a round trip, okay?

"Yes, thank you"

What Fiarluca took out of the bag was a leather purse from centuries old, the same as she saw in the museum exhibit. A modern coin was picked out by spreading the mouth of an old wipe.

Arrange four silver coins on the counter and explain them in detail to "Lacrimaris boy who knows nothing about Artel".

"The fare for one bus is two tickets for one person on this coin. Four round-trips. Ask the bus people how to pay the money when you get in."

"Yes, thank you from what to what"

"And the bridge is at the bus terminal, and some buses go to Ignikans City, so don't take the wrong ride."

Farkil asked questions to make the spelldoctor Septentorio listen, while thanking Fiarlka for keeping his story to himself.

"How do you tell?

"It's on the bus. Above the driver's seat. Besides, there's a bus stop, and there's a sign that says where you're going, so you just have to wait in front of it."

"You know how to ride a bus. Big deal."

The curse shop owner impresses me.

"Business patterns, you should know. But, in fact, I don't have a ride."

Fiarlka laughed with her nose as she bagged the tampon bread she had received from Farkill. Keep going, change places with Farkill.

Farkill sat in the back seat of the counter where the witch plug remained and inserted the charging plug into the outlet. Check that the charging light is on on the tablet terminal and exhale (sighs). I searched the site documenting half a century of civil unrest from a peripheral country perspective.

The curse doctor starts a public conversation with the store owner, and the haulier keeps messing with the tablet device. Farkill took a hard look at the sites displayed in the search results and bookmarked them one after the other where he had seen them in the past.

...... If you get permission to translate, let's recruit someone to help us translate it.

The reward is once the video's advertising revenue comes in. Leave only the portion of the electronic textbook, decide to pay the translator, and check the cost of the textbook.

When viewed on a major mailing site, not by a publisher, it ranged from a two-discount on the fixed price to about half price. Undare, get an account in the name of "Traveler in Search of Truth" and include textbooks on "Society", middle school "History", high school "Modern Society" and "Modern History" for each grade of elementary school in the list of things you want.

When the study paragraph, I started a text editor shortly after I rested and spelled out the text.

"What I want everyone to know"

The war is continuing with the unilateral declaration of war by the Republic of Artel against the Republic of Nemoralis this February.

Originally, the Kingdom of Lacrimalis, the Republic of Nemoralis and the Republic of Artel were one country that is called the Lacus Lacrimalis Republic.

Before that, the Kingdom of Lacus Lacrimalis lasted for thousands of years.

About a hundred years after the republican system, half a century of civil unrest broke out and became independent in three countries.

People of long-lived races remember the days of the Lacus Lacrimalis kingdom when they normally dated their neighbors, regardless of race, faith, ethnicity, or magic.

Mutual understanding is essential if we are to end the war and return to our good neighbours again.

But the parties to half a century of civil unrest tell the history of civil unrest on the basis of their own subjectivity, which has become a spark of new hatred and conflict.

I would be fortunate if everyone who reads this knew, as the objective historical facts communicated by the neighbouring countries will be communicated to many.

First, write in Hunan and translate into a common language as you pull the dictionary. Take about two hours to finish translating and combine the two languages into one article. I added a link to the historical site I bookmarked earlier at the end and published it.

All the linked historical sites were viewed by Farkill at his parents' house. After confirming the link, each site was opened and an email was also sent to the administrator of each site requesting permission to translate.

When I finished my job and looked up, at some point another customer came.

A male guest of the tall land people.

"Every time. This is the usual guy"

The shopkeeper confirmed a bunch of spells handed to him and the man left immediately.

I was obsessed with the translation and didn't notice, but I don't see the haulier Fiarlka. The spelldoctor Septentorio noticed and smiled.

"Are you done? Good luck."

"Oh, no, it's nice to meet you, sorry to keep you waiting. I'll wait for your reply later, so I'll see you next time..."

"No, we had a meaningful exchange of information too, so don't worry about it"

When I told him my apologies for staying long, the store owner laughed and told him to come back without worrying.

Ask the spelldoctor Septentorio as he leaves the spellhouse and walks down the aisle of the underground town of Chernochnijnik.

"What were you talking about?

"It's a recent story. Nemoralis since the end of the civil unrest and on the island of Lanterna…"

Thirty years or so of stories were summed up in a "recent" word, and Farkill, only about half of them since birth, felt indescribable.

"How much has changed in the last thirty years?

"That's right... the island has been replaced considerably by forced emigration."

The Kirkuls of the powerless people who originally lived there emigrated to the mainland themselves, and the people of the lakes on the mainland, the people of the powerful land, and the Fraxinus of the powerless people were emigrated to the island of Lanterna. Before that, many relied on friends and acquaintances within Nemoraris and Lacrimaris to escape from Artel territory.

This is no different from the policy of the Nemoralis Republic, which pushed Kirkuls from its territory into the Autonomous Region of Listver, but this one is not as bad as Kirkuls from the Autonomous Region, for what magic can be used.

As we ascended the stairs to the ground, the sun was already leaning.

"What do the people of Lanterna Island think of this war?

"I don't know what the Islanders mean, but the spellsmith said if this island doesn't get involved, as always, he wants it to be left alone."

"Yes... right"

With the power of the Lanterna Islanders, we can counter the demonic soldiers of the Nemoralis Army and break through the air defense network even with the fighters of the Artel Army, but not with the help of the users of the "evil (ah) Shikiye (purposeful)" by the Kirkurs.

The Islanders are Islanders, have no attachment or patriotism to the "Artel Republic", and do not give in to Saint Kirkulus, so they do not discuss Nemoralis on the basis of their faith.

If you try the Artel Republic, the Lanterna Islanders, where wizards make up the majority, are bugs in lions. Some Islanders will want Artel defeated in this war and Lanterna Island to become Nemoralis territory. If you let them march, they will have stronger concerns about turning back, rather than protecting the country.

This war is not a territorial conflict, but as much so, the hearts and minds of the mainland of Artel and Lanterna are separated.

The two felt indescribable and went back [jumping] to the base of the villa hidden in the woods.