It's all one flower.

The spelldoctor Septentorio was dropped off by the farmer's family and made his way through a well-maintained farmway to the mountain climb in the Kublum Mountains.

Summer is over, but far away in the period of the red leaves, the little birds soar in the blue and thriving branches.

The fence separating the countryside from the mountain path in the Zolata district of the city of Zerneau is made of wood, however unreliable it may seem, but the powerful words carved there maintained the efficacy of the technique firmly.

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... Well, if mountain demons and warcraft don't come down to people, whatever.

The Nemoralis territory of the island of Negna is located north of the Kublum Mountains, which divides the island to the north and south.

The mountains are not very sunny even during the day, but as the farmer put it, the cobblestones on the streets are as pretty as they were just laid recently. Instead of growing moss, the powerful words engraved on the rubble were not packed with a single piece of earth and dust.

Remove the tape and enter the mountain path, put your hands between the fences and tightly close the tape. On both sides of the hiking trail, on steep slopes that were unlikely to climb, large mossy rocks swept like walls.

The spell doctor Septentorio thanks the villagers for climbing the slopes.

During the old Lacus Lacrimalis kingdom, I found a rock similar to a frog, the same as when I accompanied the Crusader of the Warcraft as a military doctor.

When I passed through here a couple of hundred years ago, I didn't remember being aware of the slopes, but now I'm out of breath and sweat seeps through my forehead within half of climbing the ninety-ninth fold (Tsuruo) ride heading south. Techniques such as [heat resistance] embroidered on white coats protect you from outside temperatures, etc., but you can't help but increase your body temperature from within due to exercise, illness, etc.

The spelldoctor Septentorio, painfully distressed by the decay of his flesh, did not stop walking and continued to climb the cobbled streets.

If I had told him to "climb on foot" the night before, the farmer's family would have split the food that seemed sunny from the food that was gone, but the spelldoctor Septentorio didn't dare.

It was not until the sun rose high that we went out on the divide. The branches stretched over the streets are cut off, and the light of day pours forth brightly.

The stone tablets on the signposts are also cleaned at the hands of the villagers in a branch of the streets that run east-west through the middle bellies of the Kublum Mountains, making it easy to read directions to destinations.

To the north, the hiking entrance to the earlier village.

To the west, there is no descent point to the city of Kulbunika, beyond which there is no descent point to the city of Zakart, far beyond.

To the east, in addition to the exits to the districts of Pisturnik and Grjaj, there was also a way down to the city of Noj in the south.

The map of the guidance is written under the name of the district of the city of Zerneau, with the city of Zakart not divided between the north and the south and not the autonomous community of Listver. It was built in the days of the Lacus Lacrimaris Republic and was not updated as information existed half a century before the civil unrest.

When the breath fell off, green and blue candy (bastard) came out of the pocket of the white coat and was included in a grain. After licking for a while, he returns to good health and moves east.

For no longer uphill, my legs were light, but after only five minutes the cobblestone was buried in dust and fallen leaves.

... No, Ning has been digging a lot this far.

The villagers said they started in the spring, but they have no idea how many days it took them to work. However, their hardships, which were so scarce of food and had to pave the way for mountain vegetables and such, were easily imaginable. Once again, let's put them in our hearts, digging up the road to this point.

The continuation of the streets is covered by branches of trees, with a dark shadow, but on the fallen leaves, which have descended for decades and the lower layers returned to the soil, the miscellaneous demons are invisible. In the shadow of a depressed and burgeoning servant, a miscellaneous demon can be seen even at this hour.

Even if it's buried, they haven't cut off the effect of the technique of running under the power of the ground vein.

Rest assured, the spelldoctor Septentorio climbed a path a step higher. Overcome the fallen tree and walk east choosing the part where the Miscellaneous Demon is invisible.

Walking slower than earlier, but went out to a slightly pioneered location before sunset.

It's a little square, with a decaying cabin in the back. Sun Sheng (Hikoba), who stretched from the stump, grew up higher than Septentorio.

When I kicked the miscellaneous demon in the [exorcism] of the white coat and approached the cabin, I could barely read it as a "forestry union" from the faded paint on the sign.

Peeping through the open doorway, the roof was halfway down and back to the dirt, but there were no miscellaneous demons. I guess this cabin is protected by the same technique as the streets.

I decided to stay here tonight and look around the cabin.

Surgically purify and drink the water accumulated at the edge of the rock, making it comfortable.

He picked the grass that would become vanilla tea growing on the west side and stuffed it in his pocket with the nuts growing on his back. Still a little blue, but not enough to eat.

The water accumulated in the ground was pumped out with [manicured water] and the floor of the shed was washed away. There is a [exorcism] laying stone in the corner, but be careful and hang the [simple junction] to lower your hips on the floor.

The furnace was cut in the center of the room and there were traces of a fire that I didn't know when it belonged.

Next to the doorway hangs tools for mountain work such as sickles, saws, and bamboo, but all of them are rusty and decaying. Apparently it was a cabin prepared so that the workers of the powerless people could rest safely.

The spelldoctor Septentorio rubbed the vanilla with his fingers to set the incense and calm his feelings.

I skinned the tree nuts with sunset colors. As I thought, it was still blue and sweet, but I would eat it without leaving even immature and soft seeds to distract me from hunger.

... Tomorrow we'll see a little bit about the Autonomous Region and get down to Noji City... Do we still have a boat to King's Capital?

The lake blockade in the Kingdom of Lacrimalis appears to be removing some of its own vessels from the target, and flights linking the capital of Nemoralis, Cravel, to the king's capital, Lacrimalis, brought war refugees to holy places and to refugee camps in Amitostigma in the distance.

The spelldoctor Septentorio only knows about the current state of the Lacrimalis kingdom in terms of the reports he touched on at the base of the island of Lanterna and the story of Lazolnik.

Before the civil unrest of half a century, the city of Nozi mined copper from the deposits on the other side of the Pisturnik district of the city of Zerneau and was very prosperous in the mining industry.

After the civil unrest, the city was rebuilt, but the minerals can be transported in [endless bags]. Magic machine ships carrying passengers and whether the harbour has been rebuilt.

While I was on Lanterna Island, I guess I should have asked Lazolnik or Farkil to look into it, but back then, I never dreamed of crossing the Kublum Mountains on foot, etc.

... Farkil, you did say that there are direct flights out of Grom Harbor to the Holy Land.

Worst case scenario, if we get that far, we'll figure it out.

If you head out onto the plain, you can [jump] if the landing point is clearly visible. If it were the magic of the spelldoctor Septentorio, he would repeat [leap] a dozen times and reach the city of Grom in a day.

Lying on the floor, he put on an arm pillow and closed his eyes, and as soon as tiredness and vanilla power combined, his sleep came.