It's all one flower.

The first one back was Cruillo, who went alone.

Leno was heartfelt and horrified by the safe appearance of childhood taming.

The bread dough mixed with dongle flour starts to smell fragrant in the frying pan.

"Then I picked herbs and grass I could eat."

Cruello puts out several bulging plastic bags from his handbag. The water was drained by surgery so that it would be sunny. The pharmacist (dull) Awellana and Tis take it and clean it up on the truck carrier.

I heard Amana stick to Cruello perfectly.

"Brother, have you changed anything?

"Hmm? No, nothing. There are many farmers growing apples in the northeast of the city."

"Who did you ask?

"I'm from a farmer who sold vegetables. When I talked about the broadcast, they said they wanted to hear the weather report song."

There were no apple trees in the village that Leno and the others went to. It would be a village all the way north.

"If you're wide enough, you can go."

The driver Medvege laughs bitterly.

Joorci and Padolrik came back with a [leap]. Amana jumps on the paddle lik.

"Welcome back, Father"

"Yes, yes, I'm home"

Padolrik hugs his daughter and smiles at his son Cruillo.

Leno glanced softly at Pina and Tis. The two of them continue to prepare for lunch with their faces of nothing. Leno tightened up the canal's memory and regained consciousness to the bread that could be baked in a frying pan.

Jorch with a big cabbage briefly reports the end.

"The southeastern village has given me a replacement for the lyrics by welcoming me to definitely come"

Ask no one as Pina stirs her lunch soup.

"Which one would you prefer to make salad now or cabbage soup for dinner?

"Me, I like soup!

Morph answered with a resounding momentum if hit. The funeral home Agoni came back to Medvege, where he snickered and said something.

When Leno turned east, the wagon at FM Cravel was just about to turn back the farm road.

"Ladies, those three cages made me a bottle of juice"

"Thank you. Did you go to another store?

When Pina was frightened, Agoni said happily.

"That's what my grandmother at the stationery store used for herself and her grandson, so she gave me juice."

"Asshole stinks. Three cages, just one."

Morph knitted the main body of the cage throws up poison.

Agoni grabbed the bottle silently from the cloth bag.

It's a fine glass bottle containing a litre.

Not only the morphs, but also the pinas. Three girls with cloth wrapped around their hands round their eyes. Reno was also surprised by the high breakthrough price.

Agoni puts the bottle back in the bag and deliberately puts her shoulder down.

"Uh, heavy. Heavy."

"Okay, it was my fault, I'll clean it up."

Boy soldier Morph takes on the cloth bag and goes up to the carrier.

DJ Rafe and Captain Solgnark came down from the wagon at FM Cravel.

"After lunch, we'll move the car to the city"

"Pull over, I've got it covered."

"Helpful"

The captain bowed his head lightly to the funeral parlor, but said no reason. Leno had a bad feeling about it and was afraid to ask. Signs that you shouldn't listen somehow dominate the field.

Finish your meal in indescribable silence and ride the wagon and truck.

Agoni rode next to Medvege and led the four-ton truck to a place where it could be parked. The Lenos on the carrier don't know where they ran.

On arrival was the park's multi-purpose square, about half of which was filled with makeshift prefabricated dwellings.

"Don't worry about the police and the makeshift president."

"Thank you"

To Agoni's handiness, Leno lost his mind in many ways.

Two people, Medvege and Wagon, went up to the truck carrier and the village report began again.

Captain Solnyak, who went to a village in eastern Yarbraka City on a wagon, says without changing his expression.

"There's a big warcraft near here."

Agoni raises the water from the barrel and boils it, sticking a bunch of vanilla in it and scratching it around. The thickly boiled vanilla tea was poured into the pan, and the dried up was also added.

The sober scent fills the carrier, and the fear and amazement diminish to such an extent that there is no voice.

Cruillo turned a frightened eye on the captain and the rafe.

"What's out there? How many? What do the military and police..."

"Explain one by one. I want you to calm down and listen."

Captain Solniak looks around at everyone.

Tis clung to Pina and Pina held Leno's hand so hard that it hurt. Amana fades on Padolrik's lap and grabs the edge of Cruillo's cloak.

Boy soldier Morph must have seen the Warcraft threat up close when he joined the Aquilo base raid operation. I waited with a hard look for Captain Solniak's words we fought together.

"There's probably only one scaly spider. Five days ago a few sheep went missing and four days ago a villager witnessed a cow being attacked. It was the size of a light tiger at that point, but so far there have been no human casualties"

"We've been there for three days and livestock has been eaten."

Eyed Agoni, Leno nodded without words.

Power cages in Pina's hands. Leno shook her sister's hand back.

"The guy from the village over there, he hung up with the army and the police, but he's understaffed, so he won't be here any time soon. The vendor said no, but there's something about the reward."

"The same goes for the eastern villages. Apparently the vendor offered a high fee for lack of manpower and soaring spells and curses."

"Oh, so the village chief went to talk to the neighboring village"

Agoni looked convinced and nodded at Captain Solgnac.

The rafe I went with the captain spills into a sigh of sigh.

"If the countryside is hit, the city will be in danger next time, and even the supply of food will stop..."

"When the public sector is unable to move, it will really be that way in the private sector. Just because the farmers are in trouble doesn't mean that the equipment and the treatment of the exterminators will be free..."

Padolrik turned a rugged gaze outside the carrier as he stroked Amana's back.

Next to the park is a private house in a bungalow, next to Yarbraka South Station.

There would be no curse thieves right near the police station, but now it wasn't.

... When you leave this city, no matter what the truck, if the wagon gets attacked, there won't be a single one.

To sum up the story now, a warcraft appeared around here for a few days. The type is scaly spiders (urocogumos). They've already attacked livestock and are getting bigger, growing about a light truck.

Reno recalled that he had been taught by the guerrilla spellmaker at his base in the city of North Zakart.

In the Aquillo base raid operation, he summoned the demon with a [summons] he made.

It also contained scaly spiders in it.

There are red things that are poisonous and nest building and dark gray things that don't. Apparently yarn will be material for spells and curses. Immediately after its appearance in the world, it is a monster without entity, but it gets an entity to feed on the flesh and magic of the creatures of the world, to warcraft.

They eat carnivores, especially creatures with warm blood.

"I can jump many times the height of my body because it moves so fast, I can't really hit it, and even if it does, it's hard to get rid of it because the iron scales cover my torso..."

His voice trembled as he mouthed the story the spellmaker happily told, and Leno rubbed his shoulder with one hand.

Captain Solniak gazes at the universe and says:

"I've seen that one attack people before, too. It was the troops of the powerless people who were attacked, but it was fine to be shot with a gun. Regardless of the bullet to the building, the tank cannon was also shooting, but it looked completely intact"

"What happened to the men in that unit?

Old fisherman Aviace wipes his forehead sweat with his sleeve and asks.

The captain shook his head to the side and replied in a quiet voice.

"I don't know."

"Oh, oh... well, right. If I'd seen what happens, you'd be here by now too..."

... that tank cannons didn't work either?

Leno was dazed (dizzy) imagining the tragedy at Aquillo Base. There must have been a few guerrillas back at base.

The boy soldier Morph, who was at the scene, was listening to the adults in a calm manner.

"Arrangements for someone to exterminate me, won't the bureau do something about it in taxes?

Cruillo muttered with his jaw on his held knee.

A state-broadcast Jorch tells him that the manuscript is falling on the floor of the carrier.

"The Nemoralis government says war spending is oppressing its finances. Not only the lake blockade, but also the successive effects of the suspension of operations in each industry, preventing them from acquiring foreign currency. Agricultural production has fallen, mainly on the island of Negna, and the bulk of foreign currency is devoted to imports of food and medicines"

"Food, won't your neighbor's country donate?

Amana's thin voice hears.

We all sang a song about wishing for peace. Farkill released that video to the Internet, generating huge advertising revenues, but he now works in Amitostigma.

The video prompted donations not only from neighbouring countries, but also from distant countries.

It's all against local businesses such as the Office of the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees and international refugee support NGOs connected to the world on the Internet, the Amitostigma government that runs refugee camps and the Hunan Economic Newspapers that support them, and the Fraxinus Order and Amitostigma volunteer organizations.

Support via the Internet is difficult to reach in the Republic of Nemoralis without Internet facilities.

Announcer Jorch summed it up in a nutshell for elementary school students to understand.

"Donations come from refugee camps."

"Oh well. Right. You said on the news, 'A refugee girl wrote a poem,' so you're going that way."

At the time Amana focused on lyrics, I felt strongly for peace at all. Now, the indirect effects of the war put a large number of lives at risk. Bite your lips at the remorse of not being able to do anything while you see it.

Food shortages and unavoidable funding for snow removal and even the extermination of warcraft.

Cities on the island of Nenia, where people have diminished as a result of air raids, tend to lack the magic to maintain fences. It aggregates residents and is somehow outnumbered.

If the advertising revenues and donations for that video had reached the Nemoralis Republic even in part, fewer people would have had to suffer.

... this way, i guess it's over there when it's like a warcraft feeding ground.

Among the fourteen gathered on the carrier, there was not a single magic warrior who could cross with the Warcraft.