It's all one flower.

472. Places I Can't Stay

The bedroom was locked.

"Hey, open up, it's me"

"Wait a minute, please"

It was the boy soldier Morph who responded to Medvege's voice. Following the sound of moving something heavy, the door is a little empty. The smell of freshness flourished.

When I enter the room, my sister Amana has no voice and clings to Cruillo. Looking around stroking Amana's hair, everyone at the moving dealership was there.

Hope Leno and the others are safe.

Pharmacist (dull) Awellana hung [key] on the door. Just in case Kruillo hangs the same technique from above.

Even when the guerrillas of the powerful people come, the magic of Cruillo, weak in magic, will be lifted first, and you will buy some time.

Cruillo added only one vanilla to his teapot. A pharmacist of the people of the lake raises water from the water bottle, pours hot water into a large plate with teapots and vanilla on it, and the fragrance rises to be overwhelming.

Everyone sat down on their beds and sofas.

Nobody says anything.

Let the shadows shift by the window where the curtains were opened.

Cruillo held Amana's shoulder and continued to stroke her golden hair the same as herself.

Leno, too, had Elantis on his knees, holding Pinatifida's shoulder and staring out.

"... no more... I can't be here"

Leno's voice was quiet.

In one word, everyone gets up together and packs up in no time.

Cruillo hung a cloth bag on his shoulder and pressed his ear against the door.

Quiet.

Nod to Awellana, the people of the lake, and release the [key] with a euphemism woven into a spell.

First, Captain Solniak and Juvenile Soldier Morph went out into the hallway. Hand gestures show you're okay and step out of the dreaded bedroom.

We all went to a work room where no one was present and packed the material in a huge hurry in bags and bags.

Going out into the garden, there was the spell doctor Septentorio, the funeral parlor Agoni, and the guard Oriol.

Between the two people of the lake and the people of the powerful land lies a sinister air, so much so that if touched, it is likely to sting.

Cruillo proceeded with them by pinching one flower bed, sheltering Amana on her back.

"Thank you so much, Doctor Spell."

The pharmacist Awellana bows her head to two of her fellow countrymen and also interviews Oriol.

"Um... thank you for sharing the material"

"We saved each other with your pills."

Say hello to that old lady.

Hang over the truck Medvege stopped in the corner of the garden. The days were already high, and the dark shadows were short.

"It was yesterday today, and the road could be full of tanks, right?

No one replied to Oriol's voice.

... Still, even for a second, can you stay like this?

When Medvege opened the carrier, the heat that was in the cage erupted.

"Mr. Cruillo, please help me"

"Er...?

The pharmacist Awellana told me and Cruillo was confused.

"Cool the carrier"

Amana, stay with Tis.

Hands to the two, Cruillo ran to the well end.

Awellana pumps up a large amount of water with [manicured water] and makes it crawl to the roof and sides of the carrier. Cruillo also finally understands the intentions and cools the doors of the carrier and the internal ceilings with water currents.

The funeral parlor Agoni also helped and cooled the outside of the driver's seat.

"Mr. Cruillo, if you stay put, it's hot water, so please exothermic."

"Heat dissipation?"

I learned how to heat it in a wizard's school, but I don't know how to cool it. Cruillo regretted skipping his training.

When I look at the two people of the lake, they are taking the water away from the truck and spreading it wide into the universe, making it crawl into the body of the vehicle again.

... Oh, my God. Insulated expansion?

They said "cooling" again and stopped thinking, but that's what I've been doing so many times now. Continue working in a hospitable manner.

Avoiding her luggage, Awellana also crawled water on the floor of the carrier. Medvege opens the driver's seat window and Agoni cools the dashboard as well.

It took three people to manage to cool it down, but running would make it hot again.

"Stick the water to the ceiling. Let's take turns to support it."

The pharmacist Awellana entered a small room for attendants in front of the carrier and pasted the water mass into a single plate onto the ceiling of the carrier.

It would be better than nothing.

... me, so full, can you support me?

Pulling Amana up to the carrier, Cruillo was anxious about the amount of water covering the ceiling. But we have to. There are only two wizards in the mobile dealership of Praethermissa.

There are plenty of magic crystals. If we don't cut the focus, we'll figure it out, Cruillo told himself.

Everyone lowers their hips on couches and crates and turns around the gardens of hidden strongholds. Summer vegetables after the harvest were shriveled (squished) with a few remaining flowers and small fruits.

I don't know what the curse doctor and funeral parlor are going to do. I didn't dare to take it, and have received little thanks so far for the help, but I was able to leave even a small amount of food for it.

Even if everyone at the mobile dealership is gone, old lady Silva will be sourcing food from somewhere for the guerrillas.

The spelldoctor and funeral parlor are much more magical and experienced wizards than Cruillo. If it's Isa, we can get away from here with [jumping], and we can procure food much better than Cruello.

"Boy, guide me, please"

The driver, Medvege, stops Farkill from trying to get on the carrier. The garden looked white in the strong sun behind the two of them.

Funeral home Agoni waves, "Master." Spelldoctor Septentorio and guard Oriole did not move as they stared at each other.