It's all one flower.

"Cleric Fiarlka will be at the hotel."

Taught by a face-to-face cleric, the pharmacist (dull) Awellana hurried to a luxurious hotel owned by the Western Temple of Lacrimaris, the king's capital.

... now that you're home, you won't be able to make it to the truce time in the evening.

I sighed when I saw the watch.

I used the aristocratic hall out there, it must be expensive. I had to find a cheap lodging before sundown to rush my tired legs.

One moment, please.

Speaking to the front desk, it was slightly, and the manager came out.

"Welcome aboard. Cleric Fiarlka is going to see you. Come here......"

Kyou was shown a private room in a tea salon.

"Ahhh...!

"Well, sit down.... tea and cake for her too"

Carrier Fiarluca retreats his manager and takes Awellana's hand to sit in an empty seat.

In the windowless room, besides Fiarluca, the haulier of the people of the lake, there were Farkil and the spelldoctor Septentorio, and a girl of a strange land people.

"My man, did you find him?

When the manager left with the tea and the cake, the haulier Fiarluca cut the fire. When the four of us were staring at each other without a word, it moves.

"No... but at the [Ming (Ah) Kashi Mirror] of the Returning Refugee Center, I found him alive except for my father and sister, and I was wondering if anyone who could meet a bureaucratic ship in Rachka and have no relatives on Nemoralis Island would have gone to Topoli in the north or the kingdom realm in the south..."

I couldn't think together what to talk from, and the pharmacist (dull) Awellana couldn't figure out what she was talking about herself, and the end of the story disappeared. Spelldoctor Septentorio, who had snorted and listened many times, says in a bright voice.

"I went to see how the city of Zerneau was the other day. We crossed the mountain on foot... and met the city of Zerneau in the city of Noge."

"About my family... something..."

"They say there are only a few places where we can connect ships, so they're dispersed and evacuated in other ports."

I climb out and listen to the spelldoctor explain.

"I left a few letters for those who went to other ports in the port of Noge and stopped at the port town and fishing village, unfortunately there..."

"Yes, no, thank you. All you have to do is look elsewhere, it will help!

Take your notebook and pen out of your coat pocket and listen.

Let me know when the curse doctor drops by.

"Fine. I'll write it."

When the spelldoctor started writing, the haulier Fiarlka heard.

"So, the pharmacist is running errands on me?

"Ah... it was. Mr. Roark wrote me a letter or left me a note."

"Notebook? What's in it?

"I came in a hurry and I didn't see..."

I'm not sure if Roark said anything about the information he collected. To give that explanation, you have to explain to everyone who he is.

When I took the plastic and gum-taped wrapped chunks out of the bag and gave them to Fiarluca, Farkil and I met each other.

... Didn't you go to one of Glom City's relatives?

The question was on his face, Farkil gazed at Awellana with a determined eye and made it clear.

"I've decided to work to make peace. I'm having trouble with the refugees right now, so I'm gonna take a survey of the support I need, and I'm gonna go tally to Amitostigma in a couple of days."

"Oh... is that right? Uh, uh, be safe..."

I was surprised by the boy's unexpected words, but that's all I could say somehow.

Spelldoctor Septentorio says as he returns his notebook.

"We and Mr. Amiela will also go to Amitostigma to help with that activity"

"You're late for an introduction. This man is a pharmacist from Zerneau City. He's a junior to Mr. Amiella."

Awellana stopped to clean up her notebook for the cluttered description of Fiarluca.

"What? So, from the Autonomous Communities?

"Yes. I say Sarotka. You know, even in the Autonomous Communities, there were so many ways of thinking about faith that I didn't really know what was going on, and the store manager and Sensei used to say that it was peaceful for Kirkrus and Fraxinus to live together, and so I went on a journey to make sure that the wizard was really“ evil "or not."

Rolled up in a quick mouth, Awellana was puzzled.

It's just a surprise from earlier, I don't follow my head. I couldn't take it and introduced myself.

"It's Awellana. Until a while ago, I was traveling with Mr. Farkill and Mr. Amiela. And now, in the capital, Cravel, we're letting Mr. Cruello stay at Mr. Cruello's father's house."

"Oh, well, Mr. Cruillo and Amana, you got to meet our guy,"

There are tears in the eyes of a delightful furkill.

"Yep.... Your mother said it was a shame, but the manager left the Returning Refugee Center and stayed with her."

The spelldoctor looks horrible too, but I heard his expression again.

"The coup… has the battle in the capital come to an end?

... Oh well. I don't know what's going on in the capital. You don't know much more about foreign countries, do you?

"No. A truce time was set in the morning and evening, but it's not over yet. Oh, the area around the company is outside the battle zone so far, so it's okay."

Everyone's face remained cloudy but somewhat brighter.

Fiarlka suggests tea and cake and says.

Mr. Agoni was here this morning.

"How are you, funeral parlor?

"Yep. The captain and the three of you are now at the rest stop on Ougari Road."

"How did you get there...?

"Because there's plenty of free parking in the city. I'm going that way with the funeral parlor tomorrow morning, but what do we do?

... you mean to meet with the three star road prostitutes, right?

I'm glad they're safe, but it's not a wacko where we meet to solve each other's problems. On the contrary, rejection would add more concern to them.

If they say, "I'll pick everyone up in the capital by truck"...

In the capital, star markers (servants) - rumours have arisen that terrorist attacks by Kirkurus fundamentalist groups have taken place, and suspicious eyes are being directed at the powerless people. If you're on Rourke's confession street, there are Kirkurs in the capital, Cravel and Rachka City. The Way of the Stars The Brave Army is a former terrorist of the Kirkurs, unlike the Star Mark. What happens in case anyone knows them on the sign of the lurking star?

Even if we don't find it, we could be terrorized when we're caught in traffic.

It might have been better to evacuate on foot than a car that was now stuck in traffic.

... I'm glad to hear it, but it's dangerous for those people to go to the capital in many ways.

As the pharmacist (dull) Awellana shook her head small, Fiarluca returned to the topic.

"I need you to tell me a little more about the capital, time, okay?

"Yep. I'm staying in the king's capital tonight, and I'll be back tomorrow morning during truce time..."

"Oh, so you don't have time to stop by them. I still have the example change, so stay here tonight and let me hear it carefully."

Furkills also exchange information with each other.

The matter of terrorism is much more familiar with the information brought to it by the funeral home Agoni than it was told by Cruillo's father. I was convinced that the source was told that he was an announcer for the national broadcast.

Awellana talks about the shopping district being about half open, the elementary school being closed, so Amana and the others go through the transfer process when they get to Geatzint, there are people near the West Gate who are quite able to do their job, and the West Gate has police officers organizing traffic and putting trucks of arrivals in the capital, etc.

Farkil was able to tell me about the Nemoralis refugees who fled to Wang and Grom cities, the spelldoctor Septentorio about the state of the city of Zerneau and the reconstruction of the autonomous community of Listwar, and about the cities and fishing villages from the city of Noj to the city of Grom.

"I'm sorry, it's only about this..."

"This isn't happening. People in the capital, people they know, want information about the lives of the people who say so."

Surprised by the haulier's words, Awellana tilted her neck small.

"At least, officers in the West End had a job to protect the lives of the city, and some reassuring information."

"Oh, I say so..."

When Awellana was convinced, the haulier Fiarluca scratched and explained the information obtained from the funeral home Agoni and the announcer, Captain Solgnac.

There were some hopeless stories, but hopes were gained that if we went as far as the city of Rachka, we could manage.

"Will Mr. Awellana stay in the capital with the store managers?

"You said you'd stay, or Mr. Cruillo's father's company would move to Geatzint, so I thought I'd stay with you until it was over..."

Worried by the spelldoctor, Awellana tried to brighten it up.

... I know I should leave early, and I want to go find my brothers, but if we break up like this, it doesn't look like I'm going to kill you.

It's been over six months since then.

The brothers have decided where to settle the fishing boat and asked the fishing association there to work for them. If we leave that port, we will have to build trust from Ichi again. You will not leave the port where you have arrived.

... Looking for your brothers can be slow.

I know he's alive.

I'm sure the other side would have found out about Awellana's safety by reissuing his ledger and ID. It's not too late to see the Leno store managers move to a safe city.

... Something I'm going to regret for the rest of my life if I'm in the wrong order.

Carrier Fiarluca says as she turns on her tablet device.

"Summarizing the information gathered from all over, it looks like you should leave the capital as soon as possible. That would be best if I could get there in my company car..."

"But...?

"If you're a wingman on foot, it's a good idea to come here [jump] or escape north and take the old Ougari road."

On the screen directed, a map was displayed.

In red, you will see directions from the capital, Cravel, to the ancient road of Ougali, over which an arrow moves. Awellana followed the arrow with her eyes and nodded as she entered the ancient path.

"If it's here, seven people can live for over six months on a change, and if you don't like going to Amitostigma, we can arrange that."

"Thank you. I'll talk to everyone."

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana left La Crimalis, the king's capital, in the morning market, buying as much butter and lard, raw vegetables and fruit as he could.