It's all one flower.

Cruillo and his pharmacist (dull) Awellana went to Chernochnijnik, the underground town of Lanterna Island. [Infinite bags] There is a limit to the amount you can carry without, and you can't make all the drugs the villagers asked for at once.

The two headed to the curse store with the intention of placing in the inn the materials of the medicines purchased in the market of Amitostigma and asking for a message.

Open the door where the dragon gall sculpture sign hangs. The person I was looking for was sitting in the back of the counter seat. The boy in the store number greets him with a plundered voice.

"It's not a spell, it's for Mr. Fiarlka today."

According to Cruillo, the store number resumes work with a whacked face for some reason. Carrier Fiarluca raised her face from the tablet terminal and responded lovingly.

"Oh, long time no see. Good morning, pharmacist. What am I supposed to carry?

"Good morning. I want a device similar to that, but I can't dare to discuss the price..."

"What? Are you leaving Nemoralis?

Cruillo sits next to Fiarluca and Awellana speaks to the boy in the store number.

"Excuse me for a personal matter, could you give it to Mr. Rourke?

"In a hurry? That Co, all week, I need you to come out on my errands."

"No, not particularly in a hurry."

Awellana also sat down, but she was not sure which one to keep, so she put the envelope on the counter.

"Yes, it was healing beautifully. Can I ask you to make some medicine? I'll give you the material later."

"A lot? I can't work in the village, it'll take a while."

"I'll have a thousand bugs by the middle of the month. How about that?

Cruillo peeled his eyes off the mass order, but the pharmacist (dull) Awellana responded with no big deal.

"A full two days somewhere, if you can work hard, you'll make it."

"Yes. So, early next week, I'll take an inn near here, but what are your plans? Of course, I'll pay for the lodging."

"Even if I say I plan to, I just have the medicine the villagers asked me to procure... and now I'm stuck with a bunch of warcraft and plagues"

"Plague?"

Carrier Fiarluca clouds the same green eyebrows as Awellana.

"Measles (only). Not enough vaccines."

"The Interim Government and the Nemus Liberation Army hit their hands separately, so if we wait a while longer, I think we'll manage to calm down."

Briefly describe what Kruilo heard from the head of the Klukwa branch of the Nemus Liberation Army along with DJ Leif. Carrier Fiarluca listened as she attached the tablet terminal.

"Thanks. I got a grip on the extraordinary government move over here, but I didn't know the PLA moved either."

A few questions were asked and Cruillo answered as he had heard from the Capillo Branch Manager, supplemented by the pharmacist (dull) Awellana as a medical practitioner.

Cruillo thought it was due only to lack of disinfectants, but the pharmacist (dullness) said the lack of medical masks, gloves and other anti-epidemic materials was also relevant. Furthermore, even adults say that long after vaccination, people may lack antibodies and develop them.

Cruillo froze his spine at unexpected information.

"With the current information, the terminal bill, it's enough to lose half the price. Plus, it's a monthly connection fee, and once every two months on a prepaid basis, I enter payment card information. If you, the people of the land, can help us gather information, we lose, okay?

"Where do I gather information and do what?

Somehow I get anxious.

"Everywhere. Store information gathered in places where the internet is not connected with photos and texts and send it together when you come to connect. If you don't mind, Roark, it would be helpful if you worked with me on the Artel mainland."

"On the mainland of Artel..."

In Fiarluca, the people of the lake, the use of [makeup] necklaces does not allow them to go to the investigation.

After half a century of civil unrest, the Republic of Artel became independent as a Kirkurus nation, cutting a great deal of rudder to scientific civilization.

Reconstruction progressed much faster than in the Republic of Nemoralis, which walks as a two-wheeled country, with support from the Kirkulus Church and from countries that share the faith around the world.

From the assortment of second-hand shops in the underground Chernochnijnik, it was possible to see the import of a variety of state-of-the-art equipment from the Barbatum Federation and other scientifically advanced countries.

It is a great attraction to see the city of the mainland of Artel, a country of scientific civilization, live.

... Amana would worry about being awesome.

Given that winter mess, naturally. With the shock and anxiety of losing everything, my sister has been unable to speak to Locke for a long time.

... but I'm not who I was anymore.

I desperately re-studied since then, learned a lot more spells than before, and the technique I originally knew was better.

Most importantly, if it were Isa, I would be able to get away with [jumping].

My father, too, acknowledged Cruillo's growth.

"Okay. I'll do it."

"Thank you. That would help. You'll be here next week with Mr. Awellana, because that's remarkable. Magic clothes and [makeup] necklaces that you won't find out when you look at them, because they'll be ready."

"It helps."

The magical cloak protected me from that explosion as well as the heat and cold.

Complaining about appearance is likely to hit the punishment (bee), but this outfit, feather-woven with a magic cloak from above the t-shirt, floated around even in Nemoralis territory and was a little embarrassed.

"I'll bring the device with my clothes, but I'll just tell you what I can explain to you right now."

He taught me how to operate the device, precautions for use, contraindications, etc., and the pharmacist (dull) Awellana also took notes with me.

For an hour, I spent watching Fiarlka's terminal and hurried back to the inn.

… massive drug making and use of terminals to gather information in Artel?

Expectations prevailed over fear, and I helped under the magic potion, hoping that time would pass quickly.