It's all one flower.

Leaving the gates of Yarbraka City, outside the fence was wrapped in the morning.

Tracks and light tigers with headlights on high beams appear from across the wall and are sucked into the wall.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana put a replacement magic medicine in his bag and held hands with his brother.

Hardened palms (palms) firmly grip the pharmacist's white hand back in the days of pulling the fishing net.

"Chernoknyjnik had pedestrians coming from Scootum and other countries, so you don't have to worry about that."

"Really? I don't think I've ever been too careful."

"Well, I'll leave my caution to your brother"

"Whoa."

With Aviace's bitter smile, Awellana cast a [leap] spell.

The landscape changes following a floating sensation similar to a light glare (dizziness).

The plains of southeastern Lanterna Island were descending like a silver curtain with fine rain grains from more and more skies. The two dived the gate for a small run and entered the city of Kardafstvaux.

With that much rain, we can collect rainwater in [dried water] and replace it with an umbrella, but to this extent, it's hard to reject making an umbrella for water.

The two ran along the bottom of the shop and down to the underground town of Chernoknyjnik.

Except for the restaurant that serves breakfast, which is still out of business hours. There are shutters in the brick aisle.

Slightly damp clothes dry while walking without having to drain water from surgery.

Awellana handed down her memories and arrived at the lion's house without much hesitation.

"Looks like it was a little early"

"I'm glad you took your time over there."

"I got out early thinking I'd get lost in the basement, but I remembered surprisingly. The nest of Lord Guo (Cuckoo) lies behind a narrow road near here."

"Right. Well, why don't you have a drink and wait?"

When Aviace opened the door to the lion's shop, the smell of the eggs, bacon, and the fragrant smell of bread and the smell of tea flooded the brick aisle.

Next to the splendid lion statue sitting in the center, there was the figure of the person you were looking for.

As always, he wraps his successful body in an apron dress full of lace and frills. Today he knitted black, long hair down and even attached a hair decoration with the image of spring flowers.

I'm sitting with two men from the land people. We both turn our backs on this one, eat the same morning set, and don't notice the Awellanas.

My brother is stiff next door, but I didn't mind speaking up.

"Mr. Kroenier, it's been a while."

"Oh, long time no see. How have you been?

"Yes, thanks to you... eh?

The attendants turned around and Awellana doubted her eyes.

He also loses his word over there and half-opens his mouth to look seriously at the brothers and sisters of the people of the lake.

A hall clerk in an apron dress came and connected me with a table and chair for two. I dare not take it, order vanilla tea and let my brother sit still stiffened at the door.

Chloenier listens in a bright voice.

"Who is this?

"This is my brother Aviace. Thanks to you, I finally got to see you again. Mr. Cruillo and Amana were able to reunite with your father, and now we're together. The Leno managers have also received information that your mother may be in Topoli."

"Oh, guys, good for you.... I'm late for my application. I run a magical grocery store near here. My name is Chloenier."

"This is, thank you very much. I'm Aviace, the fisherman. Looks like my sister took care of me..."

"Oh, I can't believe you took care of me... thank you so much for taking care of me"

Chloenier greets him with common sense, not according to what he sees, and his brother responds quickly.

Awellana spoke to the boy who solidified the cup in his hand in front of the diagonal.

"Um, so, how did Mr. Rourke end up here? Didn't you live with your family in Rachka?

"Yes, thanks to you..."

Vanilla tea for two was carried, Roark explained, restarting his mind.

"So I studied at the seminary in Rufus. This is your classmate, Skinum.... Mr. Skinum, this is Awellana, the medic (dull) who evacuated with us from the city of Zerneau to Cravel. If this man hadn't been here, how many times would he have died..."

"No, no..."

The boy, called Skinum, looked around at those present with pale colored eyes and introduced himself in a whisper.

"I'm Skinum Fandum. Nice to meet you."

... a seminary is when you study to become a Kirkurist priest, right? Why are you here?

Not sure if it was something I could ask, Roark told me ahead of time.

"Skinum, you've questioned your faith, and you've run away to this island. Now you're with me, in that inn I was staying at, helping out with the spell shop."

"And Mr. Roark?

"Yes, I also help Mr. Fiarlka gather information."

Awellana was puzzled.

"Uh... are we both going to live here the whole time?

"I decided to work for peace. We might move if things change, but we'll be based here for the moment."

There was a strong light in Roark's eyes.

... You said you couldn't understand about your family and your faith, and you couldn't possibly think of a seminary.

Awellana nodded remembering her confession at the Returning Refugee Center.

Roark looks at the boy next door in awe. The pale-haired boy looked at the people of the lake with a strong face.

"Mr. Kroenier asked me for a favor today."

"Oh, what?

Chloenier, who was cheeky with toast, poured in with milk tea to hear.

Awellana says by posturing correctly.

"I would like to ask Mr. Kroenier in anticipation of his former knight. How do you defeat scaly spiders (urocogumos)? A little, but I also brought you the information fee."

"No way, are you going to fight me? You should leave it to the professionals."

"No, uh, I'm in Yarbraka City right now..."

Briefly describing the situation, Clauenier muttered "Oh..." and silenced with a difficult face.

In restless silence, Roark finishes his breakfast. Skinum ran his gaze away from those who surrounded the table, and seemed to be nowhere to eat.

When the vanilla tea was completely chilled, Chloenier finally opened his heavy mouth.

"I don't mind telling you, you guys, but you mustn't get your hands on that one. Even if you can't do it professionally, leave it to the hunters of the village, the users of the [plummeting eagle (eagle)] school or the [flying eagle (taka)] school. Okay?"

"Yes, of course (of course). I'm very..."

When Awellana shook her head, Skinum pinched her fearful mouth.

"Are you such a dangerous spider?

"Whatever, you're a warcraft. Right now, near the city, it's about the size of a light tiger, attacking a cow..."

Seeing Skinum fade within sight, my brother stopped explaining.

"I'm more than happy to help with the info fee than the stuff, okay?

"Er, I can't do this for very long..."

"If it was until tea time, would you be okay?... I'll treat you to lunch, can't you also ask for the store number you're working on?

Chloenier tells Awellana, who sits next to him, to end up peering at his oblique brother Aviace. My brother said nothing, although he looked sinister, and stared down at Awellana when he said he would leave it to him.

"Thank you. Nice to meet you."

"Well, that's settled. I'll explain how to beat a scaly spider over lunch."

Chloenier smiled and flattened the rest of the breakfast lavishly.