It's all one flower.

Two rooms out, Leno walked into the aisle he had just peeked into. An aunt at the grocery store walks forward with [lights] dotted in a bottle of drinking water.

"Because public clouds have been suspicious since half a century before the civil unrest. I had them connected underground by then."

"You had a vision."

Awellana, a lake folk walking right behind her red-haired aunt, hammers.

"The craftsmen who built it were killed during the civil unrest, and our clan was pretty much hit, but the Kirkuls couldn't help but rebuild the shop because of what's left of it. Thank you very much."

... Is this aunt a long-lived race?

He looked like a boy, but the grocery store's son is the same as Awellana, possibly a long-lived race born during the Civil Unrest.

It's a narrow enough passage for two adults to pass in a critical line. On the main road, it was covered in stone carved with spells. The three footsteps echo and can be heard overlapping.

"I thought I was finally at peace... why is that kid such a Kirkurist..."

My aunt shook her voice, and then she stopped saying anything.

Leno and Awellana can't find any words to hang on to and follow silently.

After a short walk down the curved aisle, my aunt finally opened her mouth.

"We're almost there. I hope that girl helps."

Through the half-opened door, a pale light of [lights] spread into the dark room.

My aunt dots [lights] on the shelf and turns around.

"Wait a minute. 'Cause I'm gonna talk to you about wax."

"Regards"

We were alone, and Leno listened waiting to hear her aunt's footsteps.

"We're so grateful, Mr. Awellana, are you glad?

"Because I can't leave you alone. Besides, it's very helpful to let you rest in a safe place..."

"Oh... is that right? Something, I'm always sorry."

If you are alone in Awellana, you can escape to a safe place, anywhere in the King's capital Lacrimaris, in [leap]. Leno, it's just dangerous to be with the powerless people.

The vast majority of those who have escaped the capital, Cravel, go for the city of Rachka in the west, where there is an interim government, or the fishing village in the south, thinking about evacuation by boat.

Apparently, only a few of the Ates will go for the northern rural areas. I didn't know how the road followed the rest stop taught by the haulier Fiarluca.

"... I'm the one who messed up... sorry"

"What, no... don't worry about that. If anyone sees you like that..."

Leno was confused as to what to apologize for, but the pharmacist (dull) Awellana shook her head.

"You all calm down...... Mr. Pinatifida gave me vanilla, Mr. Cruillo boiled water and Mr. Leno gave me instructions so I could move. Amana and Mr. Cruillo's father also behaved appropriately... just me..."

"Mr. Awellana......"

The pharmacist of the people of the lake grabbed the badge he had raised from his neck and bowed down.

Leno didn't know what Awellana cared so much about and couldn't speak up. Earlier, there were a lot of disturbed people around, and it was hard to say that Leno was calm.

"is... half a century of... during civil unrest..."

A medic takes a slow, deep breath trying to quell the tremor in his voice.

The grocery store aunt still won't be back.

"... during the civil unrest, I was taught the art of healing, little by little, from all sorts of people. [Thinking fowl] is the most common, then [blue one wing], then [flying fowl] and [white one wing]... from the family [fishing (su, etc.) galaxy blue bird (pelican)] and [spiritual dove]..."

"You taught me a lot, didn't you?"

Born in peaceful times, Cruillo was skipping a magic school and playing around with his childhood friend Leno.

Awellana taught them all to survive. There are many healing systems, probably because of the demands of the times and the nearby medical industry city of Kulbunika.

"Faculty is really just a little bit of everything, it wasn't very powerful because I was a kid, and making magic drugs was also burned by air raids and stuff and I didn't have any ingredients at all..."

Leno's knees trembled when the pharmacist understood why he was so disturbed. Hold Tis' shoes against his chest and look for words to hang on pharmacists of a long-lived race.

"The technique of regenerating defective areas… yes."

"What?"

Leno almost rejoiced, but pharmacist Awellana is pointing her sinking face to the floor.

"But there aren't many surgeons."

"Why...?

"There are various techniques of [regeneration] of the [winged lizard (lizard)] school, but they all have harsh physical conditions for the operator..."

"Is there anything else besides being unmarried...?

Awellana raised her face and looked out at the end of the open door behind the shelves lined up. Still, the grocery store aunt won't go back.

The pharmacist's hand drips away from the badge of the fowl, which stops at the branch, without force. My other hand rubbed my arms.

"The condition is that you are unmarried and that you have lost a part of your body..."

"Eh...!

Leno was stunned knowing the real reason she was disturbed.

"A long time ago... he cut off his fingers and stuff deliberately to increase the number of surgeons... he was originally a spelldoctor and all the people who turned from [blue wings]."

... they shake me as impotent to "make a pill and cure it" even though I don't have the material, or blame me if I couldn't help you even though I couldn't see it... isn't that what you're saying!

Worse.

Leno nauseated at the arrogance and selfishness of the "unable," the ruthlessness of treating those with special skills not with the same person but with convenient tools.

Adult Awellana holds a badge (today). I guess I went to college later and completed the [Thinking Owl] school properly and became an official pharmacist.

Given the current situation, I don't think I could have studied properly during the civil unrest.

He also said that he was only taught a little bit because he was compelled to.

There were people who tried to hurt such a child with "adding functionality to a convenient tool" nori.

I don't know, I can help myself with my sister's shoes.

... Why... such a terrible thing...!

At Awellana, he said he couldn't cure Tis' legs. I realized her family had defended her, and Leno's nervousness eased a little.

Footsteps approached. I'm not alone.

Leno stepped out in front of Awellana.

My aunt at the grocery store brought me here as my little fat uncle. The two have a very similar atmosphere. My uncle's spellbound forelock was swollen in bread with too much stuff stuffed in his pocket. Leno has also seen his badge (today) designing the prone Raptors in the shopping district of the city of Zerno. [Condolences, bald eagle] Faculty.

"Please wait. We talked about it."

"Are you the pharmacists and assistants? It's here. Anyway, come on."

Greetings are there too. The two turn back the way they came. When Leno looked at the pharmacist Awellana, he nodded small and followed the two.