It's all one flower.

Roark snuck at the counter as he moved his breast stick in the back room.

Skinum has followed the instructions of the curse shop owner Gentius and has cleaned up the curse on the shelf behind him.

Behind the counter, there was an astonishing line of small draws (hiccups), buried from waist height to near the ceiling. Below the waist, on a shelf containing a larger object, the key of the object and the [key] of the procedure are hung, and the contents are not known.

Under the counter was also a shelf made, which contained tea tools to serve to visitors and replacement items.

"I think we should actually see if the powerful people are really evil."

That's what Roark said, and it was New Year's Eve that brought Skinum out.

A few days before that, we talked in the Skinum room, not in the Fandum family room.

The servant doesn't even lean in, and he says he'll do the cleaning himself, too. There is nothing else on the bookshelf that is packed only with beds and little tweezers, desks and theological books. It was a murderous room.

I sit in line in bed and talk, but Roark got sad that there was no heating appliance either.

Confused, folds into an honor student who stares at Roark without words.

"You'll find out where you are on GPS, so leave the terminal, and if you say anything later, you can delude me because I said I'd like to see the Church of the Guide of Light."

"When you graduate, are you saying it's because you might be assigned to the autonomous community of Lanterna?

"That would be nice, too. The number of copies is small, but there are buses in the morning and evening. Say no to lunch and you'll be fine."

Skinum was bent over and remained silent for a while, but when he raised his face, his determination dwelt in his eyes.

... because even a child who doesn't need it for his family is a precious "miracle capable priest" for the Kirkulus Church of Artel.

Arrange prepared words so that you don't feel comfortable holding them hostage when something happens.

"The Order cares for you, Skinum. At least, the dean and his teachers let him go to school knowing everything, so when he graduates, he can't do it, stay out of his family, and live for the good of the world."

"You, Roark, Artel in this war... if your faith in the saints wins, you go back to Nemoralis, where there are many wizards, and you get a priesthood, right? Aren't you afraid?

Return the answer you think would be best for Skinum's question.

"Those who have ever lived in hiding their faith will be able to believe in the saints with dignity, and it will be easier on their feelings than before the war"

"But a wizard attacked me or something..."

"If you drank the terms of peace by acknowledging the teachings of the saints, the police and the army will take control of you. You'd think the long-lived race that lived half a century before the civil unrest was just back in time."

Skinum thought again.

On the tablet terminal, Rourke checked the schedule of the route bus to Lanterna Island.

It starts at five o'clock.

Put your device on your lap to encourage it.

"Skinum, don't you think the Order has a place for you? Besides, when you graduate, you'll be introduced to senior priests in the same position as you. You're never alone."

Skinum looked up.

There was a sunny smile like a new morning light.

The next morning, Roark wore all the underwear he had brought for dressing, layered his regular clothes from the top of his sleeping roll, and screwed his handbag into the pocket of his coat.

I packed my original purse and jewelry sachet in the west porch, [protective gloves] from one top, as much as I could pack my socks.

It's swollen and difficult to move around, but I'm patient until I get to the inn.

When I went to the dining room where no one was, there was a little handbag on the table. I have a servant's note beside me. They make tea for two sandwiches for breakfast and lunch and a water bottle that can keep you warm.

The night before, Skinum refused me lunch "because I'm going away" on the street to the meeting. There was also a hand wipe and dessert with dried fruit and nutty cookies.

... I wonder if it will be about four meals.

"Terminal, you left it, didn't you?

"Yes, I'm fine"

"Okay, let's go."

"Yes."

I left the house after 4: 00.

Still the stars blink beneath the dark blue sky, the two exhaling breaths illuminate the LED streetlights, glowing white and disappearing.

I also told Skinum to put on his underwear because it would be cold. They ran it honestly, and it doesn't look like it's going to get cold.

The city before dawn was filled with miscellaneous demons.

There is a short distance from Skinum's home to the bus stop to Lanterna Island.

The two raised the muffler to their mouths and went down a loose hill. Roark picks the grass (Tsukusa) wrapped around the parking fence on the roads.

"What are you going to do about it?

"Trying to make a cranberry..."

"Heh..."

Skinum didn't say any more and helped me pick it. Put the dead leaves behind you and put them in the handbag you put out of your pocket.

It's a bag made by the needle Amiela.

Roark remembered a giggling smile bordered by blonde hair. If she could have met relatives of a long-lived race, she would have abandoned the faith of Kirkulus and done it right as a powerful people.

Amiella's grandmother said she was married to a Kirkulus before half a century of civil unrest.

... I used to be able to do that.

Dry leaves at an unmanned bus stop dump them in a trash can provided.

"Winter dries and hardens, so you soak it in water for a while and soften it before you knit it it."

"Heh. I'm surprised Mr. Roark had such a hobby."

Roark laughed and misled.

Still, I won't make it clear it's a serious source of income. It would be about as much as adding to the cost of food.

By the time the edges of the sky stained white, the beginning came.

The two did not speak a word with caution until they crossed the South Vieetfi Bridge and descended at the bus terminal in the city of Kardavstovau.

At the end of the year, most of the company is closed.

There was no one else at the bus terminal on Lanterna Island. At this time on the boulder, Chloenier's shop would not be open yet.

The two had sandwiches on the bench at the bus stop and had a cup of tea with few words.

"Once...... a map of the Church of the Guide of Light, I have printed"

Skinum spreads the paper out of his pocket.

Roark stood up with the water bottle back on his handrail.

The Church of the Guide of Light is not located in the city of Cardafstovaux, but on the western edge of the island of Lanterna. A Kirkurian village is formed around the church, and garrisons at the central base also go to worship.

From here we can get there by route bus that circles the island, but the number of originally smaller copies had fallen even further during the New Year's holidays.

He looked up at the temporary diamond affixed to the bus stop and Skinum sighed (sighs).

"You have about two hours. What shall we do?

"Hey, let's take a look around."

Roark urged pretending to be here for the first time.

No trace of the terror caused by the star sign (servant) is found anywhere else on the boulder in the summer.

Skinum looked around an unusually sparsely populated early morning city.

"Was there something interesting?

"Interesting, or it was a more colorful city than I thought."

"Oh... building tiles are spells that protect buildings. I don't know which technique, but this is what old Nemoralis buildings look like."

"Protect the building... magic"

Skinum shrugs and looks up at the tiled miscellaneous building. There was no aversion to witchcraft on its side.