It's all one flower.

Skinum turns pale and alternates between employer and guest Cruillo.

"Of course (of course), apart from the purchase price, I will also pay for the [jump]. Why don't you take it?"

"Today...... soon?

"I'm not saying I can't do it because you guys have the convenience, but the stock is critical."

"But, Roark, if you're away and this kid's out, isn't the manager in trouble?

Manager Gentius laughed off Leno's worries.

"I'm fine. I've been doing this all my life before the boys got here."

Reno sees Cruillo.

Cruillo checked with the manager.

"Roark with a little land prospect in Wang Du, you're not letting him go, are you?

"I want you both to be able to buy them out.... this time it's practice. Take it easy."

The manager makes Skinum laugh nicely.

The former theological student boy freezes his expression and doesn't move.

"I've been there now, and I can't go back today."

"Three servings, of course."

"I'm fat."

Leno laughs.

Skinum shrunk more and more and looked at Cruillo with tears that he seemed to want him to say no.

"I'm making money now anyway. We ran out of stock and customers were flowing elsewhere.

"After this, I prayed at the temple in Wang Capital, and I was planning to buy it out and go home tomorrow, so our share is fine."

Scinum shook his blue-white lips, Cruillo said.

"I thought it was for guidance, so you could take my rent."

The manager says pretending not to notice what the store number looks like.

... Oh, well. Including the cost of taking care of him?

Cruillo bites the weight of his responsibility to bring him home safely and exchanges his gaze with Leno.

I turned to the manager and let him pull his jaw deep. There are enough spares for [Crystal of Magic].

"Okay. That's settled. Write to the Materials Store and Skinum will return to the Inn."

"What?"

"Stay and come here as soon as you can"

"Ha... yes!

Skinum stretched his spine, as even the rule put him in, and left the store in a shabby motion.

All three stare down at the door and exhale loudly.

Waiting for plenty of breath, the manager whispered the tone again.

"You two, excuse me for making a fool of that kid and showing him what the world is all about"

"Okay."

"I will return safely."

"Thank you."

The manager smiled contentedly and pulled into the back.

The three of them took together and went up from the underground town of Chernoknyjnik to the city of Kardafstvaw.

The sky clears well, teasing dry winds stroking my cheeks.

Skinum winds a fluffy muffler from the top of his seemingly superior coat and follows him round his back.

The inflated shoulder bag seems to be packed with expensive material replacements and a letter from the store manager. Disappointed in front of his body, his slender arms seemed unreliable.

"Skinum, are you new to the King's Capital?

"Yes.... excuse me"

A thin voice returns and a frightened eye looks up at Cruillo.

"You don't have to apologize. Everyone has their first time. I want you to be careful not to get lost because there are so many visitors, tourists, and... Nemoralis refugees."

"Yes. I'll try."

... I'm so nervous right now, are you okay?

Through a cobblestone path engraved with spells and curses, he met the gatekeeper and left the West Gate.

A little further, you can see several people sitting in ruins that were once harbours and dripping fishing line.

"What the hell are those people...?

"I'm catching fish."

Skinum stopped his leg tilting his neck at Leno's answer.

"Are you just sitting with a stick and getting fish?

"There's a sturdy thread tied to the tip of the stick, followed by a hammer and a fishing hook and fish bait, and when you eat it, it hooks up to the hook, so you pull it up well."

When Cruillo took on the explanation, Skinum blushed.

"Is the needle going to sting you? The fish will hurt, won't it?

"Right. Sometimes a man falls into the water after losing the pulling power of a fish hung by a hook, and it's a serious battle where one of them eventually gets eaten, risking human and fish lives."

"Are those people fighting the fish?

The boy only knows this city, which he saw through the work of an all-door seminary and a closed home, a spellhouse.

I wasn't sure if he noticed Cruillo's insignificant correction when he turned his eyes to fears in rows of rods.

Leno smiled bitterly.

"If you polarize it, yes, but I just want to eat fish,"

"Compared to the wisdom of a fish."

"Wisdom...... do fish also have human intelligence?

With a blown face of fear, he ate a word of Cruillo.

"I don't know if you're that smart, but the depth of the water and the type of fish you can catch vary depending on the season, so you change the thread length, rod, hook (stirrup) and bait combination to suit the fish you want."

"There's a lot going on about how the rod moves and how it pulls up, and it's pretty deep."

"I always ate without thinking, but getting fish was such a big deal"

Skinum lays down his eyes, saying in a voice about to be crushed by guilt.

"I don't know if those people are actually enjoying themselves, but some of them are enjoying themselves."

"Oh, holla, look. Looks like he hung up."

When Leno hung his bright voice, he raised his face. One rod flexes wide at the tip of the finger.

The fisherman raised the rod by pulling and breathing together. At the same time, they also chanted [manicured water], and the fish fries with the surrounding water.

"You can't do this unless you're a wizard, too."

"Fishing itself can be done by a powerless people, but if you sit by the water, you'll be dragged into the demons. Even a wizard must be able to defend himself."

"Conversely, even the powerless people can do it if they can be protected by the strong"

As Leno added with a smile, Skinum shook his head to the side in a hurry.

"Yes, no, because I'm not a wacko wanting to get my own fish..."

"Well, it's time to go"

Leno's voice lightens the air.

"Right. Leno's holding hands with me, and you're connecting with Leno?

Cruillo [jumped] holding a bigger [magic crystal] than usual in his empty hand.