It's all one flower.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana gave Roark the necessary note of the curse, "I'll go buy it later," leaving the lion's shop with his brother and the manager of the Chloenier store. Brother Aviace joins hands with Awellana and follows behind the awesome Chloenier manager.

Proceeding to the back of the narrow aisle, the manager flipped the bills being prepared and opened the door of the magic tool shop Lord Guo (Cuckoo) 's Nest.

"Well, brother, your store number, please."

"Hih? Oh, I'm a fisherman, what should I do if I have a store number..."

"When the customer arrives, you just have to call me back."

"What? Is that all you need?

My brother eats.

Behind the soggy counter of a single board, there is just a line-up of year-old cupboards and drawers (hibiscus), and I don't even know what the sale is.

The Chloenier manager recruited the two into the counter.

"Brother, chair, you can sit down."

When Awellana entered the back working room with the manager, his brother dropped them off with a pitiful face.

A manager bites a wedge at the door that separates the counter from the work room.

"So, I'm sorry for being so quick, but the task I want you to do is extract the dye. Experienced?"

"No. What is the material?

I was asked to do inexperienced work and became anxious as soon as possible, but I can't turn back now.

The Chloenier manager showed the hemp bag on the floor.

"Seashells. If you crush this and mix it with the sap of the water tree (Mizuchiju) in this bottle, it will dissolve, so I want you to remove only the dye ingredients from the solution and put them in this plate. The waste liquid will be an intermediate material of another material, so store it in this pot. What do you think?

The bags of shellfish were so bloated that one able-bodied adult seemed to be packed.

... but certainly, the task itself seems easy.

"Maybe I can. What spells do you always extract, Mr. Chloenier?

"Wait a minute. I'll make a note of it."

"I'll borrow this."

With a small leather bag and a wooden hammer, break the white and dark purple striped seashells one by one and place them in a wide-mouthed glass bottle.

The sap from the Mizuchiju tree was passed on to the glass bar and poured into it. React with unexpectedly little liquid and narrow your eyes unexpectedly on the irritant odor. I stopped the pouring hand, added the shell and gently scratched it with a glass stick.

The broken shell takes the corners so that the sugar confectionery is dissolved in water, it decreases in thickness and the shape disappears completely. The cloudy liquid is indescribably dobby.

... can you really get the dye out of here?

Chloenier is pleased to see her face up from the note paper.

"Oh, you've gone that far already. I can't believe that's all you know, boulders, pharmacists."

"Yes, no, no..."

A spell given with excessive praise is the first I've ever seen. The preceding procedure is also bulleted on a separate piece of paper, which is easily understood and summarized.

"It was a spell I had no idea about. Thank you."

"It's okay. I asked you, because it's me."

The Chloenier manager laughs bitterly and starts preparing his own work.

Awellana repeated the spell over and over in her head, engraving it into her heart and then squeaking in her mouth without putting magic on it. I just checked for anything unnatural about word connections and discouragement, so nothing happens.

The liquid dissolved with seashells is darker in color each time shells are added and is now blue and black. Somehow it made me think of the sky before dawn.

"How many colors can you pick?

"It's purple close to blue. Dye and embroider the yarn of this scaly spider, and you'll have [armor] there for the powerful."

"What? [Armor] was that material?

Surprised by unexpected ingredients.

Chloenier said, pounding a stick wrapped in silver thread.

"Yarn materials and dyes come in a variety of combinations. There's no way that embroidery threads have to be one type, and they're tailored to the magic and scholarship of the person who can wear them."

"Really?"

"This winter, I got a whole bunch of scaly spider yarn, so it's gonna help"

... I can't believe I cut back on scaled spiders so they don't break the nucleus of existence. Professional exterminators are really amazing.

If you destroy the nucleus of existence from a distance with powerful magic, you can transform the flesh of this world into ashes in one blow and safely send it back to the Phantom (Kakiri), but then you won't get the material.

How do I fight to leave the necessary areas behind and defeat them?

I couldn't imagine Awellana, the pharmacist.

... It wasn't if I was impressed.

I turned my consciousness to the work I had been given and put my magic on powerful words.

"Good day. Let's have lunch. You've done a lot of good work, and you can ask for whatever you want."

In front of Awellana was a flat plate with a pile of purple powder close to blue. Seashells still remain in large quantities.

Chloenier was melting the horns of a fire bull and the roots of an unknown variety of plants to make a red dye. Cover the purple powder close to blue with [dried water] and transfer to a bottle for preservation. Two large bottles filled and the rest was put back on the plate.

"Mr. Store Manager, no one came."

Even though he would have been bored, his brother showed no such bare dust and worried about the management of Lord Guo's (Cuckoo) nest.

The Chloenier manager responds with a smile and urges him to go outside.

"We're fine because order production is the main thing."

When I arrived at the lion's shop, Roark and his classmate boy were just about to eat the recommended fixer of the day.

"Would you like a seat?

Chloenier Store Manager asks cutely. Roark responded with two replies, but the classmate boy clearly pushed his disgust to death, hiking his temples.

But the manager and his brother just sat down, so Awellana also lowered her hips.

"Yeah, well, I'll give this to you before I forget. An efficient way to defeat scaly spiders."

Remove the envelope from the pocket of the overdecorated apron and place it on the table. There is no envelope in the floral envelope.

"Can I read it now?

"Go ahead."

Awellana unexpectedly ran her gaze slightly on a masterful note.

... Sure, you shouldn't be such a jeopardy amateur.

Nod, put it back in the envelope, and punish the bag.

"Thank you. You'll soon find someone who can do it..."

"Oh, uh, can't you really defeat even a wizard man?

He raised his face as a gnaw at the unexpected inquiry.

A theological student boy who was at the forefront turns red and sits back down.

Awellana looked next to the theological student wondering what he was going to say.

Explain how sorry Roark seems.

"Skinum, you've been so interested in the lives of wizards lately."

"I've been asked a lot, too. When I was a knight, did the Kirkurs help too, or something?"

Chloenier laughs bitterly.

... If you want to live here all the time, you want to know a lot. Is there a priest in the family? Let's hear what you think of Nemoralis' hidden followers and star markers later.

Answer by pulling the silver badge (today) out of your collar.

"Right. For example, I'm a [thinking owl] school pharmacist, so I can magically make medicine to cure diseases and injuries, but I can't fight demons and warcraft."

"Well, if we meet..."

"If it's a weak thing, it won't come close to me with [exorcism] of clothes, and if it's impossible, but if it's in time to cast a spell, you can get away with [jumping], and most cities, like the walls of the city of Kardafstovaux and this underground aisle, have all sorts of defensive techniques, and you can't break in with demons and stuff from the outside, so even a powerless people won't have to worry about it."

Skinum, a theological student, heard him nodding again and again, gazing at Awellana with pale colored eyes. For some reason, Roark looks subtle in the last word.

... that? Did I say something weird?

I was questioned before I uttered my doubts.

"Did the pharmacist only study the magic of making medicine?

"No, the [spiritual pigeon] school I use for chores and stuff, as a wizard, we all study so that we can use it little by little, and I've taught other [blue one-wing] schools to cure injuries, [white one-wing] schools to cure illnesses, and because my parents are fishermen, [fishing (su, etc.) galaxy birds (pelicans)] schools little by little."

"I just told you about the badge the other day, remember?

The Chloenier manager asks me and Skinum replies yes.

The story was interrupted when the manager ordered an omelet meal in the woods and a daily meal in the lake of his brothers and sisters came.