It's all one flower.

A motorized convoy leaves the gates of Yarbraka City.

Cruillo trembled with regret. In the adjacent seat, the pharmacist (dull) Awellana closes her eyes and puts her fingers together, praying wholeheartedly.

Police microbuses are protected by armor and iron gratings, bulletproof glass, and all kinds of protective techniques, and at first glance they look sturdy, but if they are turned upside down by a scaly spider (urocogmo), those inside will be seriously injured.

Cruillo shuddered, remembering the winter day. The bus I was riding was rolled over in an air raid by the Artel army and surrounded by a wall of flames.

Now I'm wearing a magic cloak from the top of my work clothes, bowling around my earthy [protective ribbon] and what a strange start. But this was all the defense that could be worn by the magic of Cruello.

Still, with a giant warcraft against him, he won't even rest.

The West Porch that Cruillo was given to the Chief of Materials Procurement at Yarbraka City Police Headquarters was tightly packed with [True Water Wall] spells and [Crystal of Magic].

Get the canning paper out of your work clothes pocket and expose the spell.

"It's a temporarily invisible wall containing winds spanning heaven and earth.

Walls built here resembling rolling water until you touch them. "

No matter how many times I read it back, it doesn't bother me at all.

The demon costume policeman at the anti warcraft headquarters who filled the seat of the microbus stuck himself in gear with the spell surprisingly embroidered and didn't say a word but what was necessary. Are they, too, pro, nervous about fighting scaly spiders before?

... How strong are military men that they are weaker than the [armor] of the army, even if they are only tough on the guttural bees?

Everyone in the car would think that I wish the government forces would move...... but as one, there was no one to speak of it.

Three days have passed since the pharmacist (dull) Awellana was summoned to city police headquarters.

The antidote for anesthesia and neurotoxicity for Warcraft was completed in half a day.

Awellana didn't like it, but the work since she decided to do it was so handy that she didn't think it was the first time she'd made poison, she completed three times without fail.

Materials procurement chiefs don't have to waste materials they scratch by throwing their personal belongings at them, and now they are happy outside (and beyond) that they can fight safely.

Cruello, who helped him, stroked his chest down for a moment.

"If the scaly spider was getting bigger, maybe once,"

The chief of the Materials Procurement Section attracted a face to Awellana's explanation, but the head of the Anti-Warcraft Headquarters received it with an invincible grin.

"Hey, you just have to hit it in one shot. The help of a pharmacist will never be wasted."

And I said it with a natural face.

"Please continue to treat both of you during the operation"

"What?"

The two of them are faceless and utterly speechless. He even buried the silence between the two, apparently anticipating a reaction.

"Regardless, I will pay you the reward. I'm not sure how many minutes (or so) you would be satisfied with the budget shortfall. But."

The General Manager deflected words and fixed his gaze on Awellana.

"Police hospitals are also staffed by wizard doctors. Medical scientists have difficulty coping in the field."

"Wait a minute, please. You treat me where I'm fighting scaly spiders, not hospitals?

Awellana listens in a voice close to screaming, including rejection.

"Yes."

"The antidote to neurotoxicity also requires your [thinking owl] or the spelldoctor's [flying owl] school technique, right?

When the General Manager nodded and the Chief of Materials Procurement confirmed, the pharmacist (dull) Awellana pulled his jaw small with frightened eyes.

... End (Hannah) So you're gonna do that? If you eat poison, even plates? I'm not kidding!

Cruillo thought the police were dirty, but couldn't say it back. Exhale deeply and breathe slowly to find the best solution.

"Um, if that's the case, wouldn't it be better for a private hospital, an individual pharmacy, or a local sensei? Isa is sometimes easier to [jump] if you're familiar with the geography around here."

"This time, the Magic Warrior guard, seconded by Moshi General Security, asked if you knew him. Isn't it easy to work with each other with a sense of heart?

The resistance of Cruillo's uncharted wisdom was cut back lightly by the section chief. It's a gentle thing to say, but the big one is intimidating when he says it, and Cruello is unintentionally frightened.

Squeeze your courage back and say it.

"But we, the security guard and I just happened to meet at the evacuation, and we just talked a little bit. It's not a friendly wack, and if it was treatment, a local officer would [jump] carry it to the hospital."

"You're paralyzed by powerful neurotoxicity, aren't you? The heart, depending on..."

"Because travel is not compatible with CPR by foot and magic."

The section chief shook his neck sideways and the general manager lowered his eyebrows.

"But..."

"There are a limited number of ambulances, and they are not armoured vehicles, so they cannot be put on standby at the scene of the exorcism of Warcraft. Even if you [jump] from the scene, there is a fence that prevents you from entering the city directly. We didn't make it through the gate on foot carrying the wounded to the [jump] permit point and transported them further on foot to the hospital from the next [jump] permit point. We'll have time to get on and off, even if we put police vehicles on standby at each location."

The chief of the Materials Procurement Division curled up with a taunt (finally) blocking the pharmacist (dull) Awellana.

Which assumption was sweeter, the police or the Cruillos?

None of these four know the exact power of Journitol.

All I know is that he is a [rapidly descending eagle (eagle)] scholastic magic warrior who entered the Forest of Resalube as a precautionary stick for pharmacists (dullness) and quite experienced in the exorcism of warcraft.

From the Aquillo base raid operation, he returned almost intact.

Regardless of the boy soldier Morph that Oriol took home along the way, Captain Solniak of the powerless people and his amateur Roark also returned intact, so I guess it depends on where he was in charge of what way he fought.

Maybe the other guerrillas have decreased so much because they were dispersed and started by Oriol.

"We're amateurs in battle, and we can't protect ourselves."

Awellana nods again and again with a pale face.

The General Manager had a soft grin on his stern face.

"I understand. Your assistant should put up a [wall of true water] with a spell to protect the pharmacist."

"The trick is to imagine a two-sided triangle with sharp corners and build the corners just a little empty with three spells. Large warcraft cannot enter and humans can enter and exit… such a gap."

Described to the chief of the Materials Procurement Section by making shapes by hand, Cruillo was somewhat convinced, but disputed with the voice of Awellana being plundered (scattered).

"Well, if they put their legs in from the top, they'll crush them..."

"Currently, scaly spiders are trapped in [meteor formation] on the city's southeastern ranch. … you have made a noble sacrifice."

The general manager and section chief meditate often.

"In the operation, an anti-warcraft headquarters crew surrounds the ranch with [a wall of true water] and then cuts the silver thread of [the meteor formation]"

"What?"

"Didn't you know? [Meteor Formation] is a powerful junction that lets no one through. The Warcraft won't be able to get out, but we can't attack from the outside either."

Cruillo's head turned white in the section chief's explanation.

"I painted and shot the anesthesia made by [The Devil's Arrow]... the pharmacist (dull), and then the hunter sniped it with a gun. Of course (of course), it's a demon bullet. He said the technique was [Spear of Light] and [Caged Firewheel]."

"The array is now pretty big. You won't be able to defeat a demon bullet with less magic to cage."

"I'm going to have a magic warrior guard come inside the [wall] and stab me in the todome,"

Cruillo is an amateur in battle.

I have no idea if this operation will work.

The only thing I can tell is that if the civilian Journitle takes on the most dangerous role, and if even one [wall of true water (samizu)] of the Demonic Police Corps is breached, there will be no single Kruillo and Awellana.

The two clothes and cape also have [impact resistance] and other defensive techniques, but their strength cannot be compared to [armor]. The same goes for defenses that can be activated with the magic of both of us, not in front of scaly spiders.

Even demonic cops were dangerous opponents whose victims came out when putting up [meteor formation], and there was no guarantee that the Cruellos would be protected.

… so if anything happens, it doesn't affect the Yarbraka City healthcare system, so you're going to push Mr. Awellana for anything.

"If that operation, if the guard gets hit with poison, officers, can't you go help him?

"He [flies] and shoots [spears of light] from above. The hunter will cover his chin with a sniper from the gap between the [walls of true water] on the ground, so it's okay."

Cruillo had a good momentum in his description of the Director General.

"Well, I don't want anything else from us..."

"You guys, just in case you have insurance… I want you to wait in the field for everyone's peace of mind"

"If you feel safe, you can use your usual strength without atrophying."

The persuasion and plea of the Director-General and the Chief of the Materials Procurement Section continued until the two of them accepted.

In the meantime, the donation arrived at the target amount, and Moshi General Security Corporation, as contracted, sent a [plummeting eagle (washi)] school guard journey to Yarbraka City.