It's all one flower.

Kufshenka Store Manager lets Sarotka help you pack your bags quickly.

Fill two rucksacks with preserved food, water bottles, and copper mugs. Wrinkled hands pulled a relatively better coat out of the old clothes and put it on the needle girl.

The manager finally took the thick scripture of the table and put it in the backpack.

"A little heavy, but take it"

Sarotka nodded forcefully, carrying an inflated backpack.

"Thank you for everything, Store Manager. Important Bible... If I can't give it back, I'm sorry."

"What are you going to do with that now? Take a good look, make sure you get back here."

The spelldoctor's backpack contained three envelopes, preserved food and one empty bottle. Drinking water is a valuable commodity in the Autonomous Communities. I said no because I can procure it myself.

I finish reading all the ancient newspapers I got paid for my treatment and leave them.

"You don't have to worry about me, just fill up what only a young man can do"

Kufshenka store manager puts a dead branch of hand on the shoulder of the needle and grants Kirkulusian blessings.

"Fortunately, the way that leads is far away, and the sun wheel illuminates brightly, and protects those who are not off the road from evil.

Even if the path is in darkness for a moment, if we do not lose sight of the guidance of the moon and the stars, we will reach the dawn "

The two held each other tight and gently let themselves go from either.

"Be well."

"Yes. The manager is well, too. Then..."

"Wait, please"

The curse doctor Septentorio stopped Sarotka from trying to get to the front door of the store. Step closer to the little, neck-leaning girl and reach out.

"We'll move in surgery."

Sarotka stretched herself out, but withdrew her breath and walked over to the wizard of the people of the lake. The curse doctor of the people of the lake gently touches his cold fingertips and casts a spell in powerful words.

"Cross the Pengcheng and drive from here to him.

Hand roll, fold, and jump onto one leg. Put yourself there. "

After a floating sensation resembling a light glare (dizziness), the two stood in a square surrounded by trees. The wind stirs through the smell of bright leaves and damp fallen leaves.

When the spelldoctor let go, Sarotka looked around the square with a bewildered eye. In the square of the branch, there is nothing else with a stone tablet in the corner, and there is no other figure of man than the two of us.

It rained during the night or the ground was wet and massive servitudes swarmed both of us.

"Is this...?

"The eastern edge of Kublum Street… If you go north, it leads to the Autonomous Region, west to Pisturnik District in Zerneau City and the western edge of Nenia Island, as well as the city of North Zakart"

The needle girl turned to the west of the square, paying for the mosquitoes.

Thanks to the aspirations of the people of the Autonomous Communities dug up this summer, there is no dust or fallen leaves. Spells and curses such as [exorcism] engraved on cobblestones looked beautiful if you didn't know anything.

"I'm going over the mountains to the southern Lacrimaris territory. If you want to turn back, you can do it now."

"No. I'll go. If it seems to be a trap, please leave me."

Clearly, Sarotka's eyes are mixed with determination and fright.

Miscellaneous demons drifted in a wooden shadow into a thin fog, but had not flowed into the cobbled streets stretching from this square.

The road to the south remains buried with dust and decaying trees, fallen leaves, etc., but cluttered demons avoid it as if it were also a wall. Because techniques such as [exorcism] applied to the stone are activated using the power of the ground vein and the magic of passers-by.

"Really? I don't know what's going on down the road, but let's do our best to get out of here before sundown."

The spelldoctor Septentorio climbed the streets to the south, which were a step higher with fallen leaves and dirt sand.

Sarotka, too, grabs the branches of the tree and continues later.

It has been nearly thirty years since there has been no movement to and from Kublum Street.

uphill is completely buried, but the technique hung on the bedrock beneath it has not lapsed, and I didn't have to worry about getting lost if I chose a place where the Miscellaneous Demon wasn't there.

Silently up the road crawling up slightly steep slopes.

It was tea time this afternoon that jumped from the tailor.

Even though it's still September, mountain nights will be cold. At least I wanted to get to a promising place.

Dirty mist retreated from his passage as the spelldoctor Septentorio avoided the servant and took off the street.

"Why..."

Sarotka lets her breathe out and swallows the question. I sweat because I walked through the early fall mountains in my winter coat.

Detecting the Kirkuls' doubts, the spelldoctor Septentorio stopped back on the street.

"This white coat is embroidered with [exorcism] and other spells that protect you in the same color"

As she pinched her hem, the needle girl nodded softly with her fingers.

"Same embroidery as the festive outfit that was in the scriptures..."

"That's what I'm saying. I am a people of the lake and I have magic, so long as I wear this, I will be protected from cluttered demons and weak demons, but you are utterly defenseless. Be careful not to take off the streets, even if you're off with me."

"... I'll be careful"

Sarotka nodded strangely, and the two hurried ahead.

In the two legs unfamiliar with the mountain walk, the sun went down around the corner where it was plugged in. Miscellaneous demons gain momentum and begin to take shape in the shadows of darkened trees.

The spelldoctor Septentorio stopped to find a half-burned stone tablet. Serval strikes me as soon as possible and I pay around my face with my hands.

The stone tablet refers to the north and south of the mountain, the city of Zerneau to the north and the city of Noge to the south. There is also a distance indication under the place name, but it could not be read.

"Let's rest here tonight"

"Almost there, you're going down."

"It's safer to get ready for camp before dark than to be forced to move on"

Sarotka unfortunately looked down on the end of the road, but without further ado, he unloaded his luggage. The spelldoctor also unloads his luggage, picks up branches and draws a large circle on the ground.

"This circle of heaven, the six stars, the whole star, the inner realm of the circle, the walls of the stars, the walls of the earth, all the uncalled for walking away, the hundreds of millions of insect repellents, the cluttered demons."

"What did you do?

"It's about resting, but I put up [a simple junction]. There are [exorcisms] in the streets, but they don't get rid of insects like servos."

"If you say so, yes."

Sarotka nods as she scratches the back of her hand, which has become convex after being stung by a mosquito.

"Even against demons and warcraft, it's better than doing nothing"

"Really? Thank you."

"We will procure water and prepare for incineration"

The spelldoctor Septentorio left the [simplified junction] by placing an empty bottle. Sarotka floats her hips. The spelldoctor stops the mosquito paying hand and sits the girl of the powerless people.

"If I do not return, the validity of the Order will last until the day after tomorrow"

Not to mention everyone, the curse doctor split into trees. Kick the miscellaneous demon whose eyes and nose began to become clear with the [exorcism] of the white coat, and descend to the swarm of servitudes.

Circles were drawn on the ground with falling branches, and water in the circle was collected with [manicured water].

I then washed my sweaty body and refreshed it, running my gaze to the ground again. Only where the water was drained looked dry and bright. The dusk light that shoots from between the branches is already quite weak.

Only the circumference of the spelldoctor was bright, about a sheet of thin paper in the light of [exorcism]. This light is visible to eyes with spiritual vision, but does not form a shadow.

He picked up a flat stone for about two palms and returned once with a mass of water drained from the ground.