It's all one flower.

"Leno, you and Cruello had tea with Mr. Silva."

"Huh?

Roark doubted Razornik's ear for a word.

My voice is the mild nori, but my eyes aren't laughing, and apparently it's true.

The spellhouse counter is by itself Roark.

The manager was busy making spells, and Roark was helping out in the back until Skinum was put out for you. It's an exquisite visit as if you were watching.

Razornik continues like nothing with a tablet device on.

"If they'd come to the temple, I'd have met them by chance."

"Coincidence? Didn't you get traced?

"You're suspicious, too. Mr. Silva also came with a theological student who stabbed an example priest."

Roark looked at Razornik without a voice.

... Skinum, I'm glad you're away.

I just got out. I won't be back any time soon, unless I forget something.

"The four of us came and teared together in the stream and broke up."

That's all you ask, it's perfectly normal simply to meet someone you know and warm up your old relationship.

"Do you know what you're talking about?

"He wants you and Mr. Awellana to be careful."

As Roark pulled his jaw small, Razornik dropped his gaze on the screen and continued.

"If you're in a village where Mr. Awellana and Mr. Fiarlka have arranged for a curse doctor to go from the treatment center in Wangdu, you're much better off."

"Good... I was worried that it would be difficult to treat the illness alone, Mr. Awellana."

Even if Roark, the powerless people, is worried on the remote island of Lanterna, it is not a wack that makes the work of the pharmacist (dull) Awellana easier. Still, I couldn't help but notice.

"The vaccine distribution has now begun and the Eastern traffic ban has been lifted."

"You're ready to move."

"You said you'd be here for a while. A medical vehicle came from the city of Miata, and the doctor at the hospital returned home."

"The measles epidemic is over."

I didn't know my voice played.

"On Nemoralis Island... only in an area where the PLA forces are strong."

"What about the extraordinary government at all?

"No, it's only a matter of time, including the Autonomous Communities, because you're sourcing the vaccine that way and we're working it out"

Razornik changed the subject as Roark stroked his chest down.

"I'm from the mainland of Artel, but thanks to the fact that the fog stopped appearing, I was able to eradicate the Warcraft."

"Yeah, that's what the exterminators who come here said, too. She prioritized getting rid of the city and made it okay to walk out during the day, so the store opened and the company resumed there."

"Whoa, gathering information, I'm working on it."

I was praised with a smile that was directed at a young child, but Roark said without worrying.

"So, it's time to check on the ground."

"I can't recommend it."

Razornik placed his tablet terminal, put his arms together and deposited himself at the counter.

"There's still demons in the dark, and warcraft bracketed on the roof don't know when they're gonna run out and be free, do they?

"But the locals have always lived there."

As Roark embarked on his journey, Razornik laughed bitterly as he (so much) unwrapped his arm.

"Every day, how many people are eaten?

"But the news on the radio and the island newspapers at all..."

"Press regulations. If I told you honestly, I'd let you reopen the business, but you'd close it again, wouldn't you?

If that happens, the logistics will cease to function and Artel's national life will collapse.

It is reported that there are still houses where you can't go shopping and eat with preserved food.

Mail sales almost stopped because the Internet was unavailable and only a limited number of districts were available for delivery. Logistics contractors hire warcraft exterminators on Lanterna Island to do the best they can to protect delivery to government offices, hospitals and other minimum destinations.

Roark ate down.

"Because of the press regulations, we actually have to go see what's going on."

"So, you're eaten?

"I'll take the talisman."

"If it's a field investigation, there's a powerful comrade, and I don't think you bothered to risk your life?

Razornik clears the terminal into the pocket of his jacket and floats his hips.

"A powerless people, who know the doctrine of Kirkulusism. There's a trick you don't realize unless it's me."

Razornik sat back and gazed into Roark's eyes.

"If you simply went into view and didn't realize what the information meant and fell out of the report, it's the same thing you didn't see. If you make a mistake because you don't have enough information, you may not be able to take it back."

"It's like you're a full-time intelligence officer trained in the military or something. Mr. Silva wants you."

I say to Razornik, who makes me admire Dae-jeong.

"Please don't tear it up. I mean it."

"That I could risk my life?

"Yes."

Razornik tightened his niggered mouth as he grabbed his dewgrass colored eyes from the front and responded instantly.

"Are you sure you're willing to risk your life?

"I don't spare this life. But I also know that we have to protect our lives to achieve our goals."

"Right...... when's the next time it moves for Mr. Fiarlka?

"Tomorrow."

"Come to me tomorrow morning at 6: 00, right after the West Gate exit in the city of Kardafstovaux"

Roark nodded deeply, without loosening his cheeks to joy.