It's all one flower.

Summer break is almost over.

The manager of Leno seemed busy without special lectures in family medicine, such as going to the kingdom of Amitostigma to help with the bazaar.

I've been in a mobile broadcaster truck for a while now because I finished my last bazaar of the month or something.

Rent a tablet device to Cruillo to spend time with Captain Solgnac and the old lady on the radio reading newspaper articles and reports, and reading paper books.

Cicada's voice has decreased, but it's still hot outside the truck.

The only small, medium and consistent school yard in the village is seared and burned white by the harsh sunlight of the remaining heat. [Heat Resistant] It's the heat that makes people sick if they stay outside without other measures, without the ability to use the technique of.

Every year in Barack Street, in the autonomous community of Listwer, a large number of people were hit by the heat.

The corpse rots in less than half a day, calling demons from other worlds, and the surrounding people are devoured and gone. Until the demons ate and received flesh and finished their warcrafting, there were no hands or feet in the Autonomous Communities where there was only a powerless people.

All the inhabitants of this village are lake people, protected by [heat resistant] clothes with the same green hair as the pharmacist (dull).

The villagers go out to work fine and wild, even in the hottest hours of midday. Because it's better not to be bothered by demons and mischievous demons.

Cruillo, who got a tablet terminal from the haulier Fiarluca, is a wizard, but an employee, who also uses state-of-the-art equipment from a country of scientific civilization without difficulty.

... It's cheating. I can't believe I could do this alone.

Where Morph envied him, he didn't have the same abilities as Cruello, and he didn't sigh.

I don't suppose manager Leno thought the same thing, but he eagerly reads a book from yesterday that says, "The art of pigeons used in crystals".

Juvenile soldier Morph got a headache just looking at him with a flicker on his side and panicked away.

... It's too hard to know what you're writing about.

Under a few lines of letters that I didn't learn at all at school, the smaller letters in Hunan line up amazingly. Maybe the first few lines are the wizard's "powerful words".

According to Pina, even the powerless people have [the crystal of magic] and the help of the powerful people, a book that collects the techniques that can be used.

Manager Leno and Pina usually say the same goes for the [furnace] technique they use for baking and cooking.

As a prep, wizard employees Cruillo and pharmacists (dull) cage their magic in a stainless steel bat with an oily pen and keep a circle. If the pinas also grasp the [Crystal of Magic] and cast it without passing a spell, they will set a magical fire in its circle.

Not in a circle drawn by a powerless people, you have to put magic into [the crystal of magic], and convenience is halfway there.

Pina eagerly reads The Fall Wild Grass Guide, bought together by her pharmacist (dull).

This one has a lot of diagrams and pictures, which Morph seems to understand, but the descriptions that make up the bottom half of the page were a lot harder than the textbooks and I didn't feel like I could handle it.

... I have to remember it within the summer, I can pick it up as soon as it's fall. I knew Pina was crazy.

The spelldoctor Septentorio has taken all of his "Adventurer Cactacare" books to the temple of Lacrimalis.

I'm worried about bringing Artel's book to that place and making him angry.

Captain Solgnac followed him with his luggage, but only the spelldoctor returned to the truck of the mobile broadcaster Praethermassa, which stops in the northeast of Nemoralis Island.

The captain seems to be staying in with Roark to do some research.

The spelldoctor is called to the infirmary as soon as he returns, and both the day he comes and the day he comes, he dawns on treating the injured.

... Shit, look out. He's always caught off guard because of the sensei.

Somehow it's a hundred million robberies and I don't feel like reading a textbook.

Sleep in a bench and watch the ceiling of the carrier without doing anything. There are many [heat-resistant] curses on metal walls and ceilings, cool as the world apart from the outside. In one day, it's so cool here that I don't like going to the school building to rent a toilet.

When I noticed the footsteps and looked at the open door, I just saw the pharmacist (dull) and Amana's father coming home.

"I'm home.... eh? What about Amana?"

"I went to visit Tis at Co's house, where he got along."

"Right. Thanks."

When Morph woke up and answered, Amana's father, Padolrik, laughed a little rustled.

I don't know how many days it would take for Nee to make the pills, and even though I couldn't say I didn't set a date for my return, Amana would have stood at the entrance to the village every day to await my father's return.

"What about Cruello?

"Rachkass. Gather information with the old lady on the radio and the funeral parlor"

"Right. You didn't decide how many days it would take."

The two of them who say so, it's a three-day gesture to be back from amitostigma.

"Symptomatic medicine, I've made a lot of it"

A pharmacist (dull) lays down her big bags and whispers.

"Barbatum's company says they're back in the vaccine business."

"So you're gonna be able to move the truck, right?

Medvege wakes up with a paper report.

"They give priority to endemic areas in the southern part of the Alton Gaza continent, so I don't know when it will be supplied to Nemoralis,"

Padolrik answers in place of Ne, the pharmacist who was bending over.

Medvege laughed niggardly and slapped Morph on the shoulder.

"Because. Well, let's go help the sword a little."

"What? Of what?

"It's a warcraft hunt. Let's make it easier for the sensei."

There is only one weapon that seems to work.

The boy soldier Morph saw a magical sword hung on the wall of the carrier.