It's all one flower.

"You all have tea. Mr. Cruillo, can you help me?

"If I have enough..."

Cruillo takes a seat and Awellana offers a hand with [the crystal of magic] on it. All Leno and the others can do is watch.

Cruillo grabbed a white hand with [crystal] and the pharmacist (dull) received a water mass from his grocery store aunt.

My aunt wakes up her son softly. Water wraps his head, slips through his scratchy face, and flesh flows through bounced skin. Not only scabs, but also one fine glass or some shard left in the wound clouded the water.

Awellana orders the water to dump impurities in the trash can in the corner of the room.

Cruillo recieved the [Crystal of Magic] and the lump of water.

The pharmacist takes plenty of deep green ointment on his fingers and applies it to serve on the boy's wounds.

... Is that concentrated wound medicine I was making in the center's kitchen?

When Awellana finished applying it to her upper body, she held Cruello's hand and cast the same spell she used on Tis. A dark green ointment waves like a willed being and dives into the back of the wound.

Not only the aunt at the grocery store, but Leno and the others swallow spit (never) to watch the treatment.

A pharmacist (dull) removed a spare bandage from a confectionery box placed on the boy's pillow and rewounded it into a dark green coloured wound. Unwrap [the ribbon of protection] wrapped by Cruello around his wrist and take off his cape. My father picked up the magic item and carefully folded it.

Awellana treated her lower body the same way, exhaling her thick breath and wiping (plucking) the sweat off her forehead.

"Tomorrow... you should be properly conscious in the morning or so. Do not remove the bandages until then, and do not wash the wounds."

"Ho... the bones, when...?

My aunt's voice had been plundered.

"You... we'll see how it goes for a couple of days and then we'll judge again"

"Thank you, thank you"

My aunt worships Awellana.

"Shh, excuse me. Water, where shall we put it?

The complexion of Cruillo, who provided the magic, is poor. My aunt chanted [dried water] early and took the water mass to the next room.

Two wizards settle into a chair and sip vanilla tea for a breath. Cruillo's father, who was earlier healed of a fracture in both legs, lowered his head deeply with his hands on the table.

"Thank you from what to what. How can I repay this favor..."

My aunt returned with a pack of medicine jars (yakan) and sturdy bread and squeezed her jaw at Tis.

"What about that girl, Mr. Pharmacist?

Pharmacist Awellana leaned over and gazed at the cup of vanilla tea.

Earlier, I got the wound blocked, but it's not connected. Leno thought of the contents of his sister's shoes, breathing heavily and filling her chest with aroma to stop. Do so until it gets painful, and spit thinly and slowly.

Next door Pina was doing the same thing.

"To life... you don't have anything else, do you?

Speaking thoughtfully, Awellana answered without taking her eyes off the vanilla tea.

"It's... it's okay. But I can't do it without a proper [blue winged] curse doctor."

"So, to the Septentorio curse doctor... it's Wang Du now, isn't it?

"It's amitostigma. Besides, I don't know how terrorists, government forces, or the PLA move, so when can we get out of here..."

Cruillo's father tells him to take the exchange.

"The pharmacist (dull) did his best to help in this situation. Thank you. There's no one to blame for what's impossible right now. It's not the pharmacist's fault you don't have the ingredients for the medicine."

"If you can go to the King's Capital, you don't have to be a Septentorio curse doctor, you can refer Mr. Fiarlka to the Temple curse doctor."

Cruillo said brightly, but the voice was trembling.

Tears spill out of Awellana's green eyes with her face raised. I bit my lip and raised the mug to my mouth. Take a deep breath a few times and wipe your tears (stuffed) and gaze over Leno's bag.

Everybody's eyes gathered in the shoes with the contents.

"After many days... if you rot or a demon surges through that door... no one will be able to connect you"

Amana spilled tears without a voice, but no one can move.

There were several small buckets of water at the table.

The first thing that came back to me was Cruello. Open the lid of the medicine jar (Yakan) and grab the remaining vanilla in the bag.

"Excuse me. Can I have it boiled?

An aunt at the grocery store boils water with surgery and pours herbal tea around in everyone's cup.

Leno couldn't even speak up to Amana, who cries for her own sister. I can't get my head around much. Looking next door, Pina also looked at those who had not lost their expression.

"Blonde brother, you look pale, so if you drink that, you should get some sleep. I'll wash the futon while I'm drinking."

My aunt went to the next room without waiting for a reply.

The wind moves the air, letting the smell of tea go by. The smell of blood that was diluted thanks to the treatment was lost to the fragrance.

Leno could calm down a little, but I can't figure out what to do now. If he was in his condition, he was seen with a calm eye, like every other human resource.

... I can't believe this is happening... No, I don't want to think about it.

It seems that this basement is strictly protected by the art of [Suspension (Caquez)] school. There were spells and spells carved everywhere until we got to this room.

It is protected against external intrusion, but it is unstoppable for demons to come to this material world from the Phantom (Kakari) through doors such as rotten meat. Apparently there is also a juxtaposition technique that forbids the movement of the phantom and material worlds, but I have heard that it is quite advanced and that there are very few artists available. I didn't think the basement of the average family was hanging that far.

If Tis' leg is possessed by a demon, can he fight it?

Will I be able to escape safely with my sister who lost part of her leg?

I have no idea what's going on out there right now.

Nemoralis Government Army, Nemus Liberation Army, Star Mark (Sign) … which forces put this area under control. Or is it in a state where the armed forces are left alone and the same local police as just now can normally organize traffic, maintain law and order and investigate terrorist incidents?

... Roark said there are a lot of Kirkuls outside the Autonomous Region, but you can't even occupy the district without a powerful people... right?

The story that Cruillo's father heard from his colleagues, the FM Cravel Extraordinary News just now, and the information that the pharmacist Awellana was taught in King's Capital by the haulier Fiarluca and the funeral home Agoni. None of them said that the star sign (servant) occupied somewhere in the capital, Cravel.

The bomb attacks and their damage, their impact on the lives of the people of the city... that's all.

... Oh, well. It's a suicide bomber, so if the guy who attacked you isn't here, and another unit for occupation comes, that's what's gonna happen.

I have no idea what the government forces and the PLA are doing. The West End was far from the battle zone.

... Outreach, the police... No, you can't have that sweet idea even though it's unfounded.