It's all one flower.

"I don't know? I can't tell you what the Artel Army is up to. All I care about right now is that there are relatives and people I know over there."

Guest magic warriors are other personnel.

The curse store owner breaks the subject down.

"So, what brings you here today?

"All you can buy [Fire Protection] and [Reinforcement] from the school of [Nest Hanging (Sukikake)] with this Warcraft charcoal extinguishing"

"What about you, Mon?

"It's what I was asked to do. I'm worried about Aegia's relatives."

"Are you the one who went to Aeja?

"No. I'll follow you as an escort."

The curse store owner says as he opens the drawer (hiccups) on the shelf that fills the back of the counter and checks the curse inventory.

"Didn't Aeja burn in an air raid?

"He's been bombed several times, but he never burns round like North Zakart City"

"Huh. There's not much demand, but if there's not enough, ask for it elsewhere."

A customer's magic warrior hands over a leather bag and the shopkeeper pulls it back for inspection. Cruillo went out to the counter to do the store number.

"Oh, get him some tea."

"Yes."

The store owner told me to take out a teacup and a can of tea leaves from under the counter. I don't see a teapot. Draw only one cup of [dried water] from the water bottle, boil the water in the universe and mix the vanilla. The sweet fragrance spread flutteringly and the disturbing story calmed my mind.

The amount of teaspoon was about half of a bunch of vanilla tea, and the effect was clearly felt.

... Ah, this is Zhenhua tea, not vanilla tea.

"Go ahead."

"Oh, thank you."

A guest who was leaning against the counter settled into the chair and received a teacup.

"Brother, look. You're a crock. You apprenticed?

"No, it's a temporary help."

"Huh. From the war on, the artisans got busy."

"That's right."

I can't resist the wax of being noticed as a Nemoralist by saying something far-fetched. I don't play the conversation, but Cruillo answered briefly.

... Oh, but you said this guy was an escort. Maybe you know better than anyone else at work that you're not on the news about something?

"Customer, do you often go to Negna Island?

"No, this is the first time. Out of this island, the rest of the world can only use about Wang Du."

"Really? Aren't you afraid?

"If a human is the opponent, no matter what happens, you can do anything if you run away with [jump]. It's impossible to say that he's out in the Tuman Forest, but he's not sure he can get away with a big fire bull or a dark blue serpent."

"What? Are you even a [plummeting eagle (eagle)] person?

Cruillo stared at the customer's face in surprise. The surprise is also immediately quenched by the fragrance of smallpox tea.

The guest's magic warrior laughed bitterly.

"Didn't you see the news? Because of the bull in the fire, the defensemen of the North Vieetfi Bridge were destroyed, and the bridge door was smashed, too, right?

"What?"

To the best of my knowledge, the bull of fire chased me into this island of Lanterna.

When Cruillo deluded himself with a pretense of surprise, the magic warrior sipped a sip of town flower tea and said.

"The Dark Blue Serpent (Grate) is said to have been managed to be defeated by an elite unit of the Lacrimaris Army, but it took three days. I can't believe I've ever heard of such a difference in digits."

"That's right. Why is that so sudden?

The magic warrior shook his head to the side.

"I don't know? But the war doesn't seem to matter."

"What makes you think that?

"If you ate a Nemoralist who was hit by an air raid, you'd have to be on the north side of the Kublum Mountains, wouldn't you? Why are you in the southern Tuman Forest?"

"Oh... if you ask me that, right?"

Originally you like the story, let Cruillo hammer it like he was heartily impressed, and the magic warrior rapped.

"Become? That's crazy, isn't it? I'm an exterminator, and I'm going to the mainland for a little while, but I've seen that in the West. Brother, do you know what a continental westbound neighborhood looks like?

"No... I didn't go..."

"Oh, that Toko, you shouldn't go. Because of its proximity to the Lake West region, there are a lot more and a lot more types than here, and a lot of them are big."

A guest gestures and talks about the struggle of the Warcraft exorcism, and Cruillo even hammers.

Anticipating the approximation, I pinched the question.

"But why do Kirkuls live in Toko like that when they can't defend themselves? I can't fight, but I can do enough to add magic to the [junction] of the house."

"My ancestors lived there and couldn't get away from their fields."

"But if you can be eaten by a warcraft or something, you don't have an ex or a kid, do you?

The magic warrior laughed niggardly.

"Oh, yeah. That's why vendors like us are sneaky hired. Some customers appreciate it, but others throw money at them with the eyes of trash."

"What? You got help...?

… and the magic… [plummeting eagle (eagle)] works for humans as well. I can do that to a guy who's stronger than me often.

The magic warrior scoffed (bruised) when Cruello was spooked.

"They think they can control us as much as they want with the Money Chicara. At least I'm never gonna make a deal with another guy with that attitude, and that's why they're dead, and I'm never gonna make a deal with a guy who complains about anything."

"That's right. If you don't like wizards, you just need the military to protect you."

When Cruillo nodded, the Magic Warrior slapped the counter and rolled it up just to get my will.

"Right, but the regular army of Artel doesn't attack monsters without entities, so even if they do, they won't do anything until someone eats them and materializes them."

"Is it such a terrible thing to do on the mainland?"

"Oh, I'm glad we all used to live together and our neighbors helped us, but this way since the country split, it's a terrible mon. Also during this time, Aquillo Base was attacked and destroyed by a group of Warcraft."

"A group of warcraft...?

While waiting for the captains to return, Cruillo recalled the maneuver that Farkill had taught him, but tilted his neck pretending not to know.

The Aquillo base was attacked by Captain Solgnac and his militant guerrillas during this time. The Artel government decided it would be better to announce that they had been attacked by the Warcraft because the people would be upset to say it was the Nemoralist guerrilla's work.