It's all one flower.

The refugee camp in Amitostigma had been built for several hours by bus from the winter capital, sowing the forests of the south.

After the coup, more people flee Nemoralis Island, such as the capital, Cravel, and nearby cities, and timber logging and housing construction are increasingly active.

The impatience that we would not be able to cross the winter if we did not do something about it before it got genuinely cold had made the expression of refugees and supporters rude.

"Initially, we... the union of the city of Patens closest to the camp and the union of Nemoralis were built, but I couldn't catch up right away and coached the refugees in the art of [nesting (kakez)] and [wearing) woodpeckers (kitsuki)] school..."

"I see... I mean, unfamiliar people get hurt while working, right?

The guide's local councillors and construction union members nodded heavily as the spelldoctor Septentorio took the lead.

"Whatever, the [gravitational blockade] of the [spiritual dove] school is convenient when you move, because housewives know it well. I appreciate your help..."

"You're out of surgery on the way to carry the lumber, and you have a lot of scratches on your legs?

"That's right. I hope I can call you back in time before it runs out, but I can't get used to it..."

A volunteer from the Patens City Construction Union nodded to my satisfaction and walked between round wooden huts with clear wood incense. A city councilman wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief and struck the spelldoctor in the ear.

"During the logging, there are many trees that have fallen, demons and warcraft have attacked them."

The spelldoctor Septentorio nodded silently as he walked down the dirt path that only consolidated him. There are no laying stones or stone tablets for [exorcism]. Refugee camps were built every day with new housing, and there was not even a fence that separated them from the forest.

A construction union volunteer says, noticing the spelldoctor's gaze.

"Of course, housing is individually protected."

"Are people without power okay, too?

When Sarotka, a needle walking next to a spelldoctor, heard, the volunteer was stuck in words.

The City Councillor of Patens has a gentle voice to say.

"Are you worried? But I'm arranging to be in a room with the most powerful people possible, and I'm paying for the spell as much as I can. So far, I haven't heard anything about being attacked by demons in the camp."

"So you're okay?

"Your hometown... Was it Zerneau City? Was there a household just for the powerless people?

"Yes... so did we..."

Sarotka leans down with her mouth caged.

The spelldoctor Septentorio put out a helpboat to keep the needle girl from slipping her mouth.

"But the city of Zerneau was protected by walls, and the city's main roads were equipped with [exorcisms] stone tablets and laying stones."

"For that matter, the vigilantes will do their best."

The city councilman doesn't seem to want you to say any more about the matter. The spelldoctor Septentorio returned to the topic.

"Is the clinic still far away?

"Almost."

I finally got to the Refugee Camp clinic by walking sideways through a little field, passing through the well end where I wash laundry and dishwash, side by side drying out the edible weeds on the tree table.

It is one turn larger than the surrounding roundwood cabin and surrounded by low earth walls engraved with powerful words.

"This place is full of weak people, so it's more protective than ordinary housing."

"I'm afraid so."

Step onto the premises with union leaders.

The garden was lined with pots and planters planted with various herbs, and from the ground there was so much flourishing that there was no foot stomping ground for vanilla to become tea.

"Herbs are more transplanted from the woods by citizens' donations and by visible refugees. Hate, there is no pharmacist in this fifteenth clinic, so the harvest has been processed elsewhere."

"Well, whatever, the camp is expanding east every day. They build clinics where wells are built, and then they build houses around them."

A city councilman and a union volunteer sew through a gap in the planter to the south. Three men and women were washing tons of sheets at the well end. Apparently, the West Gate earlier was tactful.

"Guys, the [Blue One-Winged] curse doctor is here."

When the City Councilman of Patens spoke, the water moved like a creature and hung the sheets on the fence, scattering them on the planter. The three rush over with their eyes shining on their visitors.

"Nice to meet you!

"Thank you"

"Will you come by the lodging?

The three were told at the same time that the needle sarotoka wandered more than the spelldoctor Septentorio. The spelldoctor made him smile at the needle hidden on his back and answered the volunteers.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Septentorio, and I'm a surgeon at Zerneau Municipal Central Civic Hospital. I plan to go through for the moment, but do you guys...?

"Far away, I'm afraid. My name is Peanus from the Temple of Patens Believers Association. This is my son Cornus."

"Thank you for coming, Septentorio Curse Doctor. We're going through Patens right over there to help take care of our patients."

Older men and youth had very similar eyes.

"This is Tilia from the Congregation of the faithful. Doctors, the patrols are hard to come by because of the small number of people, there aren't enough pills, and, uh... thank you. That is so helpful!

The last woman I greeted was about the same age as the youth, all three of whom are lake people.

"Nice to meet you. I heard earlier that this is the fifteenth clinic..."

"This is the newest place, it's close to the woods, and there are a lot of injured people."

"I don't have enough beds, and people who can move just give me first aid, and then I get them to do their best at home therapy until the doctor gets here."

Next to the two young men complaining about their plight, the elderly Peanus sends Sarotka a gaze of what. The needle girl introduced herself with a small swing needle box prepared by her supporters.

"I'm here to fix the clothes of the injured person.... Ah, it's me, Sarotka. I'm still a needle apprentice and making clothes from Ichi is annoying, but if I fix it, I let it fill me up, so I'm fine."

"Mr. Sarotka also came from the city of Zerneau and is now being looked after in the same house as me"

The curse doctor can say it.

Tilia greeted Salotka with a bright voice.

"Are you a needle! Helpful. We don't have enough hands on our own, we don't have enough sewing tools and threads, and you guys don't hesitate to say anything..."

"Really? But the survey said that even if the clothes were torn, they were still worn torn because there was no change of clothes... So, I was not dared to take them and they said that the old clothes collected by the supporters were due to come next month."

As the needle Sarotka tilted her neck, three of the volunteers clouded her face. The city councilman makes a pitiful voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I can't usually reluctantly say this, which is why the questionnaire must have written some detailed difficulties."

"... and the curse doctor, and the needle, go inside."

Peanus entrusted the washing of the sheets to the two young men and encouraged the visitors.

Immediately after entering the clinic, the clinic was separated from the hospital room by a collision alone. When I say office, there's just one simple bedroom and a few round chairs, plus a water bottle and a handkerchief. The wooden shelves were tearful and didn't even have bandages.

"My kids have to be bad, so the doctors are going to take the pills and stuff with them."

"Really...... I'm [blue one wing] so as long as I have water, I can handle it to some extent.... I can't cure my illness."

"Oh, no, no... there are only injured people here yet, and complaining will punish you."

Detecting the plight of the refugee camp in Peanus' reaction, the spelldoctor Septentorio laid his eyes down.

The city councilman makes a terrible offer.

"Doctor Septentorio, if I ask you to patrol...?

"Yeah, I'm here with that intention. Are you sure you want to go around one place at a time? Or should I stay in one place for a few days?

When the spelldoctor Septentorio responded, Peanus, who was watching with a fearful face for something, popped out of the clinic.

"The injured man at home, I'm calling him!

Keep your voice away from you as you shake. A union member pinched a wedge (wedge) underneath to secure the door.