It's all one flower.

Awellana took out the autumn weed guide, a literary book she had just bought.

The book contains pictures of edible grass, medicinal herbs, and poisonous grass. The name and identification tips, usage, and cooking methods were summarised concisely for each opening.

The top of the hill was swarmed with herbs that would become wound pills. Actually, it's raw, but it's still blue, and I can't use it if I harvest it. It's still warm, so there's not a single worm cotton to cough up.

... The bookstore said oh, and just the ingredients for the wound pills, I think I'll pick them up a bit.

Pharmacist (dull) Awellana only picked a few leaves and [leaped].

When I showed my face in the dining room of the Returning Refugee Center, I was greeted by the crying smiles of the Leno store managers.

"Is something wrong?

"Earlier, in extraordinary news, he said that a police station in the East End had been raided..."

Roark turns a blind eye to a radio that now plays quiet songs.

Pharmacist Awellana nearly held her breath, but tried to speak calmly about the South Gate of the capital and the city of Racica, reporting on her shopping.

When I tell the story my cook's aunt tells me, Roark quickly matches the frequencies to the national broadcast.

Almost sixteen o'clock.

People who were listening nearby surround the table. I smell delicious from the kitchen and now I'm busiest. Reporting back safely seems better later.

Awellana took one map at a time to the office and borrowed the tape.

Officials will help paste the main road map of the capital, Cravel, and the entire island of Nemoralis, onto the corridor wall in front of the dining room.

At the side, there was a list of shelters and combat areas and passable gates that Rourke had heard and written from the radio.

Officials write down the location of the Returning Refugee Center with greasy magic.

"Thank you for offering"

"No...... more than that, what happens now?

"I don't know. However, at present, no 'evacuation' has been issued to the Centre. We can only believe broadcasts that say that we are not willing to do harm to the general public today."

Officials of the Lake people begin to surround the battle area and the announced Capitol area, among others, with red magic.

Pharmacist (dull) Awellana returned to the dining room leaving a fellow employee behind.

"This is the Nemus Liberation Army. We don't want to hurt our citizens."

The hedge surrounding the radio thickens.

Awellana concentrated her nerves on the broadcast, even following a slightly further table.

"We interrupt the fighting from 17: 00 to 19: 00, taking into account the civil life of the capital, Cravel. We will not attack unless the government forces launch an attack. I repeat-"

"You're kidding me."

"Then I wish it was a coup from the start."

"But, if you're leaving, I'm glad you know it's a good evening."

"At this hour, the demons will eat you when the sun sets before you reach the next city."

"The days are going to be shorter and shorter..."

"Without a car, the sun would go down before we got out of here outside the fence, wouldn't it?

"But if I get out early and get into battle...?

On the back of repeated broadcasts of combat interruptions at the same pace, returning refugees pummeled anxiety and dissatisfaction.

Roark turns the picking station knob and returns it to the FM cravel. This one just played a quiet song and immediately lowered the volume.

Waiting for people to get off the table, Awellana lowered her back to her usual seat.

Eventually, I return the topaz I didn't use to the manager of Leno and give him two atlases and a manuscript.

"What? Can I really get it?

"Yes, I got it for a change, and the store manager took care of it."

"I can't believe I took care of you... we're the ones who just got help..."

He gave the reluctant manager Leno a "pigeon technique used in crystals" to push him halfway, and gave Cruillo a large map of the capital.

"The cook's story is that squares and parks... where this symbol is attached, it's a [leap] permit point, and other places are bounded and impossible."

"Er, this center... the harbor park is here... the closest thing, the harbor park? What's next... is this square?

The two of us spread out the map and check.

Leno, manager of the powerless people, and Roark also peek into the map together.

"The inside and outside of the fence are blocked, and they can't go anywhere else until they get out of the fence somehow."

I'm not sure if I can now, but I know Cruello was practicing [jumping]. Employee Cruillo received the map with a mysterious facade and changed and thanked him.

"I'm leaving tomorrow morning. I'm leaving the radio."

"Are you sure?

"Yes. I'm going to Rachka. It's okay. Ladies and gentlemen."

A word of thanks flies out of the seats nearby as well as the three of us to Roark's offer.

Pharmacist (dull) Awellana wrapped two large maps and a "guide to autumn weeds" in a bag.

"I will also move to Rachka tomorrow morning to look for the ship inside me. If you don't, I'll go to Wangdu again to gather information."

"Aren't you coming back here anymore?

Shake your neck sideways on Cruillo's anxious face.

"I haven't reissued my ledger yet..."

In a few days at the latest, I'm going to leave this place completely.

I hope that gate wasn't involved in the fight at that time...... everyone would have thought so, but no one spoke of it.