It's all one flower.

Leno and the others were preparing to leave in the parking lot of the underground town of Chernochnijnik.

Load the truck carriers with items that are not likely to be used until you reach Nemoralis Island, and pack each bag or bag with items that are likely to be used while waiting for the ship at Lacrimaris. For ingredients that could not be processed, flour, oil, and grass finishing, go to the carrier. Some of the dressed and processed magic medicines, dishes and cookware, and ready-to-eat preserved foods were put in baggage.

"Finished packing? Well, let's get you in, shall we? I forgot something, didn't I?

Carrier Fiarlka presses in case.

"Oh, wait, please! Number, we have to get it back!

Cruillo screams in haste, stopping Fiarluca, who opened the mouth of a wipe bag about the size of a notebook.

... right. I switched to Artel's number.

Leno bites his teeth at the breadth distracted by his luggage and lost sight of it. If Cruillo hadn't noticed, we'd have had a rough time since we got to Nemoralis Island.

Unload the tool and nemoralis license plate from the carrier to help work on the cruillo.

"Thank you, Cruello. Thank you."

"What are you talking about? We're a community of destiny."

Cruillo smiles as he removes the forged number with a clever hand.

... so do the star road prostitutes.

Reno, who was told again, felt complicated and helped him work silently without being able to say anything.

"This just seems to suck to have it, so can I ask you to dispose of it?

"Thank you for the cheap. 'Cause I'll let you use it at some other time."

When Leno handed over the forged number of the Artel Republic, the haulier of the people of the lake, Fiarluca, received it with a mischievous laugh.

Once again, Medvege securely locks the door of the carrier, and the pharmacist (dull) Awellana and Cruello hang the [key].

"Well, now's the time."

Fiarlka stood beside the driver's seat, holding an [endless bag] with her mouth wide open. Embroidered with red threads, the [endless bags] are mainly of high capacity used by trading companies. This red dye was made from the horns of a fire bull, and for this reason Captain Solgnac and the medicinal Awellana were in danger.

But thanks to you, I can finally go home to Nemoralis. I can't thank you enough.

As Fiarlka pushed the bag's mouth against the side mirror, the scenery in the underground parking lot was grossly distorted. A four-ton truck is sucked into a small bag as it swirls like water being sucked into the drain.

In just seconds, a moving dealership truck disappeared from the parking lot in the underground town of Chernochnijnik.

"Yes, a dozen up. This, when you serve it, loosen your mouth wide and shake the bag upside down."

"Ooh. Okay, thank you. This is disposable, so it was only after we got back to Nenia Island that we put it out..."

Medvege received a bag that fit in his palm (by the way) and groaned heavily.

A line at the mobile dealership Praether Massa went to the magic tool shop “Lord Guo (Cuckoo) 's Nest”.

Everyone is not allowed in, so on behalf of the manager, Leno, and the captain of the spinach worker Solgnac, the needle Amiella, go in and have the others wait in the aisle.

"Thank you for taking care of my sisters"

"It's okay, that's about it. I got help. I wasn't expecting just the two of us to finish it all, so I was surprised wow."

As usual, the owner, Chloenier, looks adorable in an apron dress. He is thanked with a wild voice and the needle Amiella frightens him. A handful of cloth bags came over the counter, and Captain Solniak, who received them, politely thanked him.

"Well, then, sewing and spreading, I'm sorry to put it together, but it's a reward. The bag is lightened so you can carry heavy items to the rack. Take care of yourself."

"Are you sure? This much?

Grabbing out the contents, Captain Solgnac is baffled.

It contained dozens of colorful [protective ribbons].

"It's okay. I was flashing (flickering) with the cloak that Mr. Cruillo showed me, and I made it full of new ways of making it, so I'd give it all away from my mind the previous one. Oh, don't worry, even if you can't use the previous one at all, it will work well as a replacement."

"I'm afraid so."

Captain Solgnac bowed his head deeply, and Leno and Amiela imitated him as well.

Chloenier grins and waves.

"Oh, never mind that. Thanks to both of us for taking on the sewing of the bulk order, I was able to focus on the work over here and I was able to replace the product. Thanks for making plenty of cranberries too. Because I can't make it."

"Uh, thank you for everything"

"If you ever see a curse doctor, please let me know."

When Leno and Captain Solniak thanked him again, Chloenier tilted his neck.

"Oh, septentorio, isn't the spell doctor coming with you?

"The Curse Doctor... remains in base."

"Really? I just thought we were together."

Chloenier looked heartfelt, unexpected, but said no more, sending the three out with a smile.

"Distribute this to me, as appropriate."

Leno was handed a cloth bag by Captain Solgnac as he left the nest of Lord Guo (Cuckoo) and took a short walk down the brick aisle in the basement.

"Is that okay?

"I don't mind. It's useless to us."

Amiella and Medvege, also nodded by the boy soldier Morph, Leno received no choice.

... even if it's good to touch it for a bit, all the time... can't you have magic tools as property?

Thinking of the mood of the four Kirkurs, Leno offered an alternative.

"Well, we'll re-share salt and preserved food later."

"Brother, it's going to get cold, and I think we should trade it for some decent winter clothes within the moment?

Looking at the store Pinatifida pointed to, it looked like a normal clothing store without magic hanging, with autumn and winter items put up for sale ahead of the season.

Everyone who originally wore proper clothes is loaded. I didn't know when I would be able to return to Nenia Island, and I was worried about leaving my winter clothes loaded on my truck carrier.

"I'll be fine because I have this. Leno, don't forget your share."

"Ah...... yeah"

Leno, told by Cruillo, feather-woven with a magical cloak from the top of his t-shirt and evacuated with his life during the bakery's number, remembered the cold of the night revealed in the park.

... I can't believe I completely forgot until you told me.

None of the old clothes I received as replacements in the city of Morniya were the right size for Leno, so I replaced them with other items.

Captain Solniak, the Star Way Prostitutes have left behind the old clothes they received with trainers and replacements that Farkill gave me because their original clothes were so worn out, and they have thrown away their original clothes.

The Lacrimalis territory we have been through is a city with many wizards, we do not have access to coats and other cold clothing, and it is summer clothing that the Pinas made at the base of the island of Lanterna. I didn't go back to Listver Autonomous Region like this. It would freeze.

"Well, the guys with winter clothes can go to the lion's first, okay?

Leno was hastily pointed out to the haulier Fiarluca that a large group of luggage was in the way of being in the store.

"Cruello, I'm sorry, but could you take Pina and Tis to the lion's shop first?

"Okay. Have a snack. I'll be waiting."

The lion's shop has been asked to add preserved food.

Time has passed since lunch, but it's still early for dinner. It was half the time I received the [Infinite Bag].

All that remained were Leno and three of the Star Way Prostitutes and five of the people's hauliers of the lake, Fiarluca.

Sneak whisper in Leno's ear.

"I'll follow you so you can't miss me"

"Thank you"

Leno thanked him in a whisper and looked at the coats arranged in the store, etc.

... When it comes to Isa, it replaces the futon and blanket, so the length should be longer. And there's nothing to talk about unless you have a pocket to put [Magic Crystal] or something.

The lightweight down coat was light, warm and also had a large pocket. The moment Leno took it in his hand to make this, the impact of the bus rolling over in the air raid flickered in his head.

Return to the hanger and take the coat of wool. The thick fabric is a firm weight and has a reliability that seems to protect it from some impact even without magic. This thickness would also protect it from pieces of glass. But there were no pockets for this.

"Boy, let this be, this"

"If I wear it, you'll drag it downstairs. Put it on, old man."

Medvege was offering a thick trench coat to the morph. He's right, the little boy wore it. He's going to step on the hem and fall.

"Can I hem my needle sister later, Raya?"

"Whatever it is, don't try to do it to me."

"So, kid, can't you do it yourself?

"No, well, that's murky..."

Fiarlka put a half-length coat on the back of a boy soldier morph who looked disgusted.

The green coat is about the length of Morph's knee. The fabric is slightly thick and even has a hood and chest pocket.

"Whoa, it's a boulder. After all, women have better eyes for this kind of thing."

Captain Solgnac nodded over Medvege laughing, too, and Morph's clothes were determined by that.

Leno decides on a trench coat that can be unlined, Medvege just told Morph, and Captain Solgnac on a hooded coat that is longer than Morph's stuff.

"Uh, I have a [protective ribbon] to pay for, how many in these four?

"Three bottles at a time, twelve in all."

When the manager of the clothes store glanced at Leno and said unfathomably, the haulier Fiarluca pinched his mouth.

"Oh, not much. You're not wacky enough to do that with a coat of vegetables that you didn't plant any tricks on. Four at a time."

"Is there such a wack? These teh clothes are in low demand on the island, so if you ask the craftsmen, they'll be expensive, and if you pick them up from the mainland, even Ammon won't be taxed, right?

Leno doesn't know the market here, so I was convinced it was something to say, but the locals fiarlka didn't back down.

"Oh, you confessed to being cheap. Holla, look at this. The hood, the thread is flaking, right? You don't have such a high wack, do you?

"Do you want me to cry for taxes?

The shopkeeper of the land people strayed from the thread slightly out of the hood of the coat chosen by Captain Solniak and hung on to the cry down.

"Uh, uh, so, two bottles in between... or something?

When Leno, with a bag containing a [protective ribbon] for payment, said terribly, the shopkeeper sparkled his eyes and Fiarluca just told him to keep quiet.

"Brother, you can talk. Right. How about ten for a big loss?

It's down from the store owner's saying, but higher than Leno's. Leno shook his neck to the side when he realized it was easy to give.

"This is, hey, it's a Chloenier ribbon. It's not really a substitute for this kind of cheap stuff."

"Are you serious?

"If you think he's lying, you can ask him later."

Eventually, he settled down by exchanging [the Ribbon of the Guardian] for five pieces at a time, and Leno and the others left the clothes store behind.

It's still hot now, but I'm going to wear it because it's tense. The underground town of Chernoknyjnik was temperature-controlled by surgery, the coat was still hot and by the time we got to the lion's shop we were all sweaty.

There is wind on the ground, so worst of all, it would be safe to have this even if it were a feather to go wild in Lacrimaris.