It's all one flower.

"Right here."

Under a sign with three swans spreading their wings and lining up in a row, the haulier of the people of the lake stopped. The same painting is painted on the wall.

The neighborhood with the inn seemed to have a lot of warehouses, and the passers-by were quiet with neglect.

"Because we specialize in vegetarian nights and restaurants are off the street, it's cheap. If I could get something so good, I'd make it a better place to stay."

"No, it's outrageous. Thank you."

Leno thanked the haulier Fiarluca as the manager of the mobile distributor Praethermissa.

"How can there be a lodging house when not many mainland people come?

"... the merchant is staying."

In response to elementary Amana's question, Carrier Fiarlka answered with a surprised face.

"Only the fields and fish on this island don't have enough food."

"Trade?"

"Right. Me, too, but Lacrimaris, Amitostigma, and Scootum merchants and hauliers are carrying them in [endless bags] because there's no port on this island for magic ships."

"Heh."

"Are the Scootums coming too?

Leno joined the conversation unexpectedly.

It was taken for granted that the Kingdom of Scootum is a magical civilization west of the mainland of Artel. It is called the "kingdom of the defenseman", which maintains the Sveto River's boundaries so that warcraft in the Huxi region and others do not invade the Hunan region.

Officially, there is no national traffic with the Republic of Artel. Like the Kingdom of Lacrimalis, it was unilaterally cut off by Artel on the grounds that it was a magical civilized country.

... Before half a century of civil unrest, there was usually an exchange, and long lived race merchants have land prospects, so I guess they keep sneaking up on business.

"I'll pick you up at dinner time, so rest till then. Don't worry if I ask Chloenier."

"Can you email me?

"Yep. Of course."

Answering Farkill's question with a smile, Fiarlka opened the inn door.

I'll see you later.

Fiarlka waved out of the inn with a light nori.

The haulier has checked in very well on what hand he used to mislead Leno's identity and is led to his room by an attendant.

What was available was a five-person and two-person room.

The two five-person rooms are adjacent, but the two-person rooms are slightly further away from the back of the hallway. I got a little worried, but I didn't have room to think.

"Um, well, we're brothers and sisters (today) and Cruello and Amana in this room, next to the captains and Roark and Farkill, behind you is Mr. Awellana and Amiela, okay?

When Leno looked around, everyone seemed to have somehow perceived the concern as well, but there was nothing else to separate it from. I looked in the back for chills and nodded small.

Other than oil, it is light but tense, so help Leno and Roark carry the medicine material in. The pharmacist (dull) Awellana thanked him for the extra [magic crystal] Leno gave him and hung the [key] from inside the door of the room.

Reno was more and more tired as he entered the assigned room and locked it.

As a precaution, Kruilo hung the [key] to Awellana and took off his magic cloak with a snapping gesture and fell into bed.

Amana folded her cape and put it in a cloth bag, gently hanging a blanket on the sleeping cruello.

"Amana, come on"

Pina calls in a whisper and Tis and the three of us lie down in one bed. Leno also took off his apron, took off his shoes and put him to bed.

[Lights] dotted in four corners, the room is thin and bright. Powerful words were also engraved on the lacquered, white-painted ceiling, creating a complex shadow.

... There's too much to keep up and I think I'm going to get a flat head.

Leno closed his eyes wearing a blanket from his head. The blanket made of cotton cloth was gentle to the touch, and that alone made me feel safe.

Yesterday, Artel's army marched into Lacrimaris territory on the island of Nenia.

That brought the operation forward, and last night the militant guerrilla's real-life unit decided to raid the Aquillo base.

Captain Solniak and Juvenile Soldier Morph, the high school student Roark, returned safely with about a scratch, but the guerrilla, more than half, did not. The majority of those who survive are also seriously injured and still fall asleep after being treated by a spelldoctor.

The guerrilla, whose injury was no big deal, attacked Pina, who was preparing breakfast in the dining room. Amiella's not feeling well either, so maybe something happened, but I can't ask.

... I just heard, I can't do anything. I couldn't.

It was the guerrillas of the powerless people who put their hands on Pina. Even though it was one-on-one, he was beaten up until he couldn't move quickly in a counter-attack.

Hold the tears spilling over into remorse and pity with the shoulders of a t-shirt.

... Why can't I protect one of my sisters?

No voice, just wet shoulders.

The little boy soldier Morph was clearly stronger.

The wizard Oriole was a battle professional and resistant to digits.

He was “disposing” of a number of guerrillas when Leno and the others decided to leave the base and go out into the garden. Leno doesn't know what happened in the Aquillo base raid operation. I just didn't want myself to feel safe at the same time that I thought I was horrible about Oriol who “disposed” of the guerrillas.

Between the spelldoctor Septentorio and guard Oriole there was an evil air by the time he touched it and a chunk of meat that he didn't know for a few.

Awellana, who survived half a century of civil unrest, and Medvege, a former terrorist, had a normal goodbye greeting with Oriol about whether that didn't bother him.

... If you get too used to seeing a body, you won't be afraid of the killer?

Leno fled without looking behind him during the terror of the Star Way Prostitute Army.

When the bus rolled over in the air raid, I was obsessed with helping my lost father, and I don't even remember seeing anyone who didn't.

On the banks (by the banks) of the canal, cornered by flames, someone seems to have taken his breath away, but he was away, so I'm not sure. It was middle school students who were making noise, not doctors. A moment later, he could still be alive.

The next morning, back in Steel Park, there were several black-burned people down, but I can't tell if they were completely carburized and really human or mannequin. Leno didn't have a real sense that there was death there.

Then there was not a single body in the burn that I walked for days. It is unclear whether the survivors were ashed or devoured by demons or the like, but there must have been a death in the abandoned city, but there was not a trace of it.

I don't know the nerves of Awellana and Medvege, who normally greeted me with a pile of corpses in my eye (ma).

... or am I weirder than not saying thank you for the help?

There was a slice of clothing that looked familiar in the pile of corpses. Turns out it belonged to the guerrilla who attacked Pina, but where he was gone, it wasn't a reason to stay in that place.

... Mr. Oriole advised me that if I killed one of my people and got out on the road with such a normal face, there might still be tanks... that one? Or were you threatening to hold him back?

I don't want to think about anything right now, but I get swallowed up by dark thoughts from next to next.

... after, ten days.

This underground area seems safe against external enemies, except for those inside. Many different from the same obnoxious eye-catchers as the militant guerrillas.

Because of the continuing lake blockade in Lacrimaris, the Artel army forcibly broke through the North Vieetfi Bridge.

Did you decide that it was better than losing a fighter, that there were weapons in Army gear that could counter demons and wizards, not air raids?

Ten days from now, an infinite number of [endless bags] will be completed that can hold four tons of trucks, and the King's Capital of Lacrimalis will be able to take you by [leap].

... but if Lacrimaris and Artel go to war, isn't the king's capital in danger too? Farkill, what are you going to do?

Farkil's house, he said, is in the southeastern city of Grom on the island of Nenia.

Is it okay to return to the island where the Artel army attacked?

... No, not if you can worry about someone else. Even we don't know if we can safely cross from Wang Du to Nemoralis Island.

Leno remembered that Farkill was in and out of the spellhouse, saying. Do something and think about how you can't get the power to protect your sisters in the future.

... When I gave him the mushroom, he gave me the horn of the bull of fire, and I was wondering if he could trade it for some kind of spell with that one?

I just got the spell, and if I can't use it, it doesn't make sense.

Should I have the same weapon as that dagger or more [crystals of magic] to compensate for my action?

What we have here, what we need, whether it's available or not.

I don't know how many things, but only the desire to protect my sisters filled Leno.