It's all one flower.

As the sun rises, the sun fades.

When the prospects became more promising and the village was clearly visible, the funeral home Agoni tilted his neck.

"It's a beautiful day, but nobody's working."

"Oh, really. I wonder what happened."

"I don't know what it is, but let's go with care"

The only stone pile surrounding the village was the height of the waist, but every stone was engraved with spells and curses.

There is no figure of man beyond the open gate.

A two-story house surrounds the square and a bungalow lines up along a cobbled path stretching from it. Every house was well maintained and there was not a single trash or miscellaneous demon on the road or square within sight.

Funeral home Agoni whispered, staring down at the village.

"Either the Warcraft came out and evacuated, or the plague came out and we all fell asleep, do you think?

"Huh? Which..."

It's strange because when you ask me that, I just think so.

... like we've all been eaten already? No, no, no, no!

He hurriedly dismisses the worse imagination and speaks modestly from outside the gate.

"I'm sorry. Downstairs. of the journey."

"What, you guys?

I was inadvertently called from behind, and my soul was silenced.

As it was solidified without being able to turn around, the Lord of the Voice turned forward.

It's an old man. The sunburned face is wrinkly, but the hair is still green. The shining badge on the chest is the school of [Hado] Tsukahara (Hibari)]. Everyone thinks "Uncle Farmer".

Who was what again, and Agoni answered.

"We're the mons who help mobile broadcasters. It's like a big bureau doesn't pick it up. It's breaking news, it's playing songs and stuff."

"You're a funeral parlor and you're helping the radio."

The farmer's uncle saw the badge of the [guiding white butterfly] school receiving the morning sun on the chest of his compatriot, and looked (only) at his face.

Funeral home Agoni doesn't care if he looks nasty and continues to explain.

"Because the range of radio waves reached by mobile broadcasting is narrow, the smaller villages first have to find out if there is a way for trucks to get in or if there is a need for broadcasting, then..."

"As you can see, there is no electricity in our village"

As the elderly lake people say, there is not a single pole and not a single solar panel on the roof of the houses. Probably not even a phone call.

"There's a radio generator, so don't worry about it. Besides, why is it such a beautiful day that no one's doing a wild job?

"Don't you have a Warcraft Exterminator on your broadcaster sponsor?

"No. Unfortunately, it's a state-run broadcast and an FM Cravel official willing broadcast. I lost my life in the capital."

"Are you doing this for free?

The farmer's uncle rounds his eyes.

Leno had a bad feeling.

"No way. Fuel bills are stupid, too. Sponsors go to shops all over the city, and this is it."

When Agoni waved a flickering hand in front of her face and laughed bitterly, the farmer's uncle ate down.

"Wasn't the exterminator sponsored in the city you've been in?

"Um... maybe... Warcraft, are you leaving?

When Leno stopped cutting and heard terribly, the farmer's uncle lowered his green brow and nodded.

"Huh? I don't know why you say let it go, to the army crawl or the police...!

"You're young, calm down. It's okay. You have [exorcism] and [one-way] laying stones. As long as you're invited from the inside, you can't enter the village grounds."

"And that's it. If I were a strong warcraft, I'd be with you at these wooden gates, with or without them."

Agoni looked around and Leno was followed to look around. There's nothing here, but this quiet is creepy to dismiss.

"The army and the police are too busy with manpower shortages and curse thieves, but their hands swept away to such a small village"

"What? Are there curse thieves out here too?

"What, are you leaving somewhere else?

Leno and the villagers looked at each other in surprise.

... No, no, not if we're standing here talking. Hurry up and go home... or we have to run.

"When the army and the police couldn't move, there was a wrinkle at the vendor, and there wasn't enough manpower or spells. So regional truncation. The octagonal plug is a good place."

"You said you wouldn't come even if you paid for the money?

"Oh, well, it's not like we're rich... if you want to introduce me to some other vendor?

A verbally cloudy villager looks at the two with a glimpse.

... even if they say so.

The only thing on my mind is the guard Orioles, but busy with the attack on the mainland of Artel, they couldn't have come this far, and Leno didn't want to get involved with the Nemoralis Panic Squad again.

Ask with a bitter face if the funeral home Agoni, who can [jump] to the base of the militant guerrilla, feels the same way.

"What kind of warcraft? If you don't know the area, you don't know what you're talking about."

"A scaly spider. A lot of livestock got hit..."

Agoni pulls his face apart.

"Dude, what kind of big guy are you?

"It's as big as a passenger car, but if it jumps, it'll stick, and I'll just get away with it..."

"Humans haven't been hit yet?

"If you eat people, you'll be fine and stronger and stronger. Everybody's in a cage."

My uncle turns a blind eye to the village.

The roads and fields are not rough at all. The Warcraft came out recently.

Leno didn't care if that giant spider still appeared.

"Since when, how many heads have you got out? Is the neighborhood village okay?

"Three days ago, maybe, just one head. Of course, I contacted the neighborhood village and the city on the first day, and the village chief is still going to talk to the neighboring village."

Agoni looked around creepy.

There is no sign of man in the village behind the gate, and there is not a single lark (Hibari) in the field.

A lukewarm breeze blew across the fields where time had stopped like death.

"Yesterday and yesterday, he hung up with the army, the police and the vendor, but no, I went to the vendor just now, thinking about it, but it was closed today, so I came back."

The farmer's uncle dropped his shoulder.

Near the village is a vegetable field with round spring cabbage. Monsieur Cho should be flying around this time of year, but there's not a single one. The school badge (today) swayed with the chest of Agoni, a funeral home roaring with a stroke of his jaw.

"Scale spider, one..."

Leno shivered remembering the story of the Aquillo base raid operation.

A small spellmaker made a [summons], and the Orioles called demons from different realms within the base of the Artel army, giving them [tears of the sorcerer] to materialize. One of them is called a scaly spider.

The warcraft that got the flesh of this world should be able to defeat even ordinary weapons, but they didn't get any teeth in Artel's regular army.

A junior soldier in the Artel army apparently cried to a warcraft exterminator on Lanterna Island after the Orioles militant guerrillas pulled him off, but how many were eaten by the arrival of the Magic Warrior?

... a wizard can't do without knowing the art of battle.

If the villagers are eaten in the face of bad, they will strengthen the Warcraft.

I just have to lurk my breath in a safe place until the experts get rid of it.

"The price of [endless bags] has risen exponentially to go out and buy them, and I'm not going to say anything extravagant before the vegetable season has passed, so I'd like you to do something about it before you run out of stockpiles."

The farmer's uncle says as he looks around busily.

... I'm scared to be here, but Kotto says you can't let anybody else in while the village chief's away?

Leno glanced at the funeral home Agoni with subtlety.

"Well, I'll ask if you have any idea. You're interrupting. Pray that the edge of the water is connected and that the vendor is found soon."

"Thank you. You guys are careless."

Agoni nodded to the farmer's uncle, grabbing Leno's hand and casting a [leap] spell.

As soon as he returned to the recreational area where he parked his car, Leno slipped out of his knees.

"Brother, what's wrong?

"Are you okay?"

Pina and Tis jump off the truck carrier and rush over. I tried to make a smile to worry my sisters, but my cheeks just cramped and it didn't go well.

Funeral home Agoni looks around the playground.

Are the rest of them still back on the rocks?

"Mr. Agoni, what happened?

Everyone also came out of the carrier to Pina's anxious voice.

Pharmacist (dull) Awellana gently offers a sober scented mug. The hand I stretched out to receive was shaking pitifully.

"I'll hold"

Pina takes it instead and pulls it over Leno's nose tip.

The drugged scent restored some calm and also pulled in tears that were about to spill over into too much pity.

"What happened?

"Hmm? Oh, I knew Nojuku was in danger."

Medvege looked down at Leno with his neck tilted to Agoni's halfway answer. A boy soldier Morph twists his knitting cage around in his hand as he alternates between Leno and Agoni.

Funeral home Agoni had eyes on old fisherman Aviace but didn't say anything.

... I guess you want to avoid saying it before everyone gets back.

Leno deflects his eyes from Medvege and receives the cup with his hands where the tremor has healed. I could smile back at Pina and Tis' ho face this time. Stand up by inhaling the fragrance deeply.

"Let's move the car to the city after lunch. I'll explain why when we're all here."

"Hmm? Well, if you're not in a hurry, it'll be a hassle twice."

Medvege tells Morph to pretend to be alone. "Captain, why don't you come home soon," the boy soldier Morph muttered, returning to the carrier.

Even now, Leno wanted to go inside the fence, but he couldn't help but leave the Cruellos behind.

Say thank you to Awellana for the vanilla tea and go up to the carriage where [exorcism] was applied with my sisters.

"I'm just going to the city. It's about time you lost your legs, Paper?

"Thank you. Please add this to your paper bill."

Pina gives the crawler's shopping cage to the funeral parlor.

Agoni put a cloth-wrapped handle through his arm and took three cages.

... Will you go find a warcraft exterminator that isn't closed?

Is the calm of the funeral parlor Agoni because it is a business pattern or because it is a people of a lake where magic can be used, because it is a long-lived race that has spent hundreds of years? Leno was depressed by our pity.