It's all one flower.

Four days have passed since I entered the city of Noji.

The city, rebuilt from half a century of civil unrest, has only a small inn, full of people who have taken refuge in the matter of the turbulent wind trees. The spell doctor Septentorio and Sarotka were allowed to stay in private homes with the generosity of the residents.

"Good job, Sensei"

"Hi, Sarotka, good job too"

The curse doctor Septentorio smiled back at the needle that raised his face and smiled from the object.

My family here told me it was a good idea, but I'm sorry about that, so I'm taking care of the repairs and moving the needle at best.

The spelldoctor only went to help with the private hospital in the morning, and after lunch it was routine to go around sightseeing in the city of Noge with guidance from the old lady in this house.

"Let's go away for a bit today and get to the harbor."

"Are you all right?

"[Leap] to the park yesterday on the way home, you'll make it to dinner."

The old woman has fast legs for having a cane on her.

The two followed in a hurry.

The old woman's house is on a narrow street just off Central Square.

Once he went out to the square, he drowned his head (Kobe) on the Qin skin (Torinko) planted for the reconstruction ceremony. More than twenty years after planting the trees, they can no longer be called young trees, but the trees that stand in the center of the city still look a little unreliable.

As the spelldoctor Septentorio raised his face and looked next to him, Sarotka was reading the inscription of the tree planting, pretending to pray hand in hand.

"Look, we're all ashed around here, but now we're totally beautiful. It's... it's like another city, but it's better than before."

Explain as the old woman walks.

The narrow road that connects it with the boulevard that extends radially from the square is like a spider's nest from a mountain point of view, he says. When they saw it, they didn't see it wrapped in the morning, but it felt like they walked. I could imagine that was true.

The street bedrock was engraved with fragments of other powerful words, such as [exorcism], and the entire city formed a giant magic formation to protect the inhabitants.

On both sides of the boulevard, sea urchins wear a lot of blue fruit.

The spelldoctor Septentorio remembered, furthermore, the city of Lacrimalis, the king's capital, which came and went many times during his military doctors' time. That's a waterway, not a cobblestone road, but this is how the whole city is built.

"Your daughter is a powerless people, but everyone in this country is a powerful people. Don't hesitate, you can stay forever, because I can protect you for about one lady."

"Thank you"

Sarotka thanked him with a slight smile and turned to the street store.

Traditional stone houses and low-rise buildings with tiled exterior walls line up. Like the stone, the spell is engraved and the tile pattern is a spell. Various kinds of protection techniques work with the magic of those who stay, such as [exorcism], [fire resistance], [earthquake resistance], and [stubbornness].

This is why the old lady's family stayed with the spelldoctor Septentorio and Sarotka.

If there are blood relatives in the kingdom of Lacrimalis, a people without power can also acquire nationality. Even though it was the center of the magical civilization, not all the people without power were without it.

"Oh, hello"

An old woman was called out by an old woman who looked like a friend and began to stand talkin '.

"Heh. I'm a survivor of the city of Zerneau. Glad you had a life."

"Really, you do. I'm relying on relatives to go to Grom City, but I'm tired, so I decided to take a break for a while."

"Oh. I hope to see you soon. Where are you going?

"We're going to the harbor lookout. I was wondering if you knew him."

"Oh, if you ask me, the fishermen have been evacuating."

The two come from the weather story to the price of the fish, the topic flies to the two of them and they are interested in chatting on their own.

The spelldoctor Septentorio found a fresh fish shop a little further down the street. I can see the signs, but the store has a lot of customers in it and all I can see is people's backs.

Sarotka stroked her neck softly and sighed (sighs) small.

The first dinner was grilled fish.

Suddenly Sarotka looked pale so I called her and she said her throat hurts.

"You stabbed him in the bone, didn't you? Let me see."

My eldest son's daughter-in-law makes me open my mouth and says I do see something like it.

My daughter-in-law started a glass of water with [manicured water] and poured it down Sarotka's throat. If you just stabbed him shallow, sometimes you can take it off with it.

"Oh, you can't take it. Even though it's small."

Worried by the old couple and their eldest son and wife, their daughter of the same age as Sarotka, and six curse doctors, tears seep into Sarotka's eyes. My daughter-in-law clasped her shoulder and went to get a pin set.

A spelldoctor, Septentorio, borrowed a pinset and took a pinch, a long bone with about half his index finger.

"Oh, my God, it was such a big deal"

"Well, it's not water."

"You've had less harrassment."

"Glad you got it right away."

"For a while now, please keep it open. It's a bit of a deep stab wound, so I'll treat it."

Sarotka became the feather of keeping her mouth open in front of everyone until the end of the curse [Healing Wind].

"Come on, you, you didn't push in, did you?

"What are you talking about? I'm not such a jerk."

The needle girl turned red or blue to the conversation between the eldest son and his wife, and finished the treatment with a bottom of her heart, a face she couldn't resist.

When we were alone in the room, the girl from the autonomous community of Listver revealed to the curse doctor of the people of the lake that for the first time in her life she had eaten what she called a fish.

"No, I forgot to be careful first, too. In cities outside the Autonomous Region, fish are often eaten as a lake blessing."

"Those people, they're the people of land..."

"... even if I'm used to eating, I stab you when I accidentally stab you"

A soggy salotka looks up and looks around the room.

The old woman said it was her second son's room with a married and separate house.

They took everything else, small bookshelves and beds, to their new homes. There's only one bed in a room with no sense of life.

There's nothing else on the couch or anything. I just have two luggage by the bookshelf.

"Uh... I'll sleep on the floor. The sensei..."

"What are you talking about? I'm gonna scratch your back."

"It's okay, it's okay. Me, I'm used to it, really......!

The spelldoctor Septentorio accidentally leaked a bitter laugh at the needle girl who shakes her hands in front of her chest and blushes.

"Will you treat me heterosexually"

"What? 'Cause, Sensei, you're a guy, right?

Sarotka's hand stops.

"For once, I am an adult male in my physique and appearance, and I have changed my voice, and my beard grows..."

The spelldoctor remembered what happened on the mountain road and cut the words.

The eyes of Sarotka, the Kirkrussian, recapitulate the people of the lake, including doubts.

"Occupational accidents in the Autonomous Communities were also transported to civic hospitals in some cases, but have you ever heard of what a spelldoctor is like?

"What? No... Um... all wizards are bad guys who use" evil "..."

The voice answering sounded sorry became smaller and the end of the phrase disappeared.