It's all one flower.

Route buses circle the city gates.

The white pillars of the South Vieitofi Bridge are visible up close, and at the end of the series lies the mainland of the continent… The city of the Republic of Artel has become a gray shadow painting of Kasumi.

The engine stopped at one of several roofed stops on the bus rotary.

"Honestly, we don't feel good about anything."

"Really? If that's the case, thank you. You take care of your life."

"Yes. Thank you. It's a tea that calms you down."

"Ha. Sounds like it. effect"

Medvege handed over a bag of vanilla tea and the two went down to an idle bus stop.

They say it leads to the center of the city. I walk down the boulevard somehow. Medvege opened his mouth long enough away from the bus stop.

"Well, how do we get home?

It's only before noon, but I walked that distance home, and the sun sets on the boulder. In that condition, the paved roads sandwiched between the lake and the forest seemed to have no or even insufficient boundaries. Pour it in with warcraft and demons at dusk and this time there will be no life.

"You're here in this city today, aren't you, Dr. Curse and Mr. Farkill?

"That's what you said and you were. Why don't you go to the kid's place and see what you can do?

I heard about the features of the store, but didn't know the name of the store. Walk down the street looking for a guide board.

The city of Cardafstovaux had a lot more old buildings left than the city of Zerneau. Colorful tiles cover the outer walls of the lower building. The city, which is quite old, has a gorgeous but calm atmosphere. If you look closely, every building incorporated techniques such as [exorcism] [seismic] [fire resistance] [stubbornness].

Many passers-by wear thick in the middle of summer. Summer clothes are unexpected (among others), few. If you are a powerful people, garments with spells and curses such as [exorcism] [heat resistance] [cold resistance] embroidered and dyed will protect those who wear them.

I found green hair among the people on the road and Cruillo felt complicated.

... You're really in Artel's Wizard Quarantine Zone here.

The old lady, Silva, had told me that the majority of the Lanterna Islanders were not Kirkurs, but when they actually saw the people of the lake, they could not forbid sympathy for their plight. The majority of the people of the lake are followers of the goddess Panisea Uni Flora. It would be nice to offer a normal prayer because the lake is the subject, but what about rituals, festivals, etc. of milestones in life?

I walked for a while but didn't see the information board and found a staircase going down to Chernoknyjnik first. I heard that the usual shop is in the basement, so I couldn't take it and I went down.

"Hi-ha, that's cool, man. He's back."

Medvege looks around with a full grin. I can't magically protect myself from the heat, so I sweat.

Cruillo also put his gaze through the brick aisle. Walls, floors and ceilings. Everything is marked with various spells, like a little fortress.

The fragrant smell of meat and fish baking, the smell of spices mixed in, and their bellies rang at the same time.

"There must be a shop where you can eat with this grass..."

Medvege shakes a bag filled with spreads (Tsukusa) and herbs. We both didn't bring food because we were going to be back by lunch.

I also pick the grass I can eat, so worst of all, if I sleep in the underground aisle tonight and leave early tomorrow morning, I'll be able to return to the forest stronghold within one day.

... Amana, you must be worried.

Walk through narrowed aisles with merchandise and signs, looking for the signs Farkill was saying. The smell of deliciousness is getting darker and fuller in the basement.

"What about Mr. Silva's house?

Cruillo talks to Medvege in an attempt to distract him from hunger. The truck driver looked up at the sign protruding over the aisle and walked, but stopped his leg and shook his neck sideways.

"Well, didn't you say you were a sleeping grandfather, not a grandmother?

"Ah."

"I don't know what part of the city you live in, not just your grandfather's name and address."

"You did...... I figured you'd be more sure to look for a store"

It's unclear where it is in the vast underground, but at least it's still better, just knowing the industry and the characteristics of the sign.

A man from the people of the lake is the owner of the shop and fetches an endless bag of trucks. Farkill said the elaborate dragon gall (lindo) wood carving was a sign.

The magic tool shop is called "Lord Guo's Nest" because of the sign.

He exchanged the cranberry for [protective ribbon], etc. The shopkeeper is a man of a powerful land people, a long-lived race with dark hair. An old acquaintance of the spelldoctor Septentorio, he was the knight of the former Lacus Lacrimalis kingdom. Apparently the store owner is wearing girl hobby clothes, but I couldn't imagine Cruello.

Walk in search of dragon gallbladder (lindo) and bird's nest signs, arranging all the information you can remember in your head.

Restaurants, eight hundred shops, fishmongers, butchers, spices specialties, pharmacies, specialties in pharmaceutical materials, bicyclists, bags shops, shoe shops, clothing shops, jewellery shops, magic tool shops, dishes shops, record shops, toy shops, bookstores, weapons shops, protective equipment shops, fortune tellers, hospitals, massage shops, barber shops...... all industries filled both sides of the aisle, visitors there met and were busier than the earthly city of Kardafstvaux.

As Farkill said, I never get tired of watching underground streets like the various stores flipping through toy boxes.

Merchandising stores had a mix of new and used stores.

Only in Artel territory, shops selling used appliances, computers, parts and tools, etc. also stand out. Unless this is the case, Cruello wants to get into those stores all day long.

... islands to isolate wizards. It's just artel territory, and it performs much better than computers and nemoralis.

The latest models of Barbatum Federally made computers have already been labeled cluttered in second-hand stores and displayed unwrought. That's what I saw in a magazine I read before the war. The Ascension model is right in front of you.

Some stores explicitly state the price in Artel's currency, while others only say "barter, consult".

... If you tea the rest of the vanilla, it'll cost you about lunch?

"Mr. Medvege, do you have a minute?

He stopped in front of the store where the shutter went down on a closed day, and Cruillo explained his thoughts. Medvege agrees with me in the mundane reply, and opens the lid on the water bottle to hold it.

Cruillo put out a plastic bag full of vanilla from a bag of medveggies and drained the water with the [manicured water] technique. The outside heat causes the vanilla to dry into the crust and reduce the amount of sunflower. The tea leaves made are about a fifth of the original.

In a sighing mixture, a bag of vanilla tea was returned to Medvege.

... Is this a little bit like this going to be a meal for two?

"Brother, may I have a moment?

He was slapped on the shoulder at the same time as his wild voice, and Cruillo turned around as a gyro.