It's all one flower.

"This is only an article on the bottom of the lake cable entanglement, but why is there another warcraft over there?

"They don't know the cause yet, but there are a lot of different kinds of people out in the city, and some of them are fixed to the rooftops of buildings or something."

Cruillo first spoke only of the whole picture.

Skinum lifts his tea apparatus to the tip of his nose and is diligent to calm himself by inhaling the aroma of smallpox tea deeply.

I found the other guests listening, but I saw the material store Putnik pretending not to notice. A clumsy hand jerks off the [Flying Eagle (Taka)] school badge (today). I guess this magic warrior will figure out if he can collect material in the near field.

... Well, I wouldn't have the in-laws to go help the Arthurians who can't fight.

The Lake Lacus West region is the dominion of a warcraft that has been devastated in the battle against demons in the Three Kingdoms and, more than two thousand years later, still cannot be settled by man.

Those who go by procuring warcraft-derived materials and excavation surveys of ruins are endless, but few return alive.

Relatively safe places along the lake shore disappear as soon as there are settlements of those who go to depths to commerce with their opponents.

It was an unknown area where I couldn't even make a map.

"Didn't you hear what the different types were?

"I've been told a lot by people who went to check the site, how much do you want me to give you?

Cruillo gives away information, recalling when he investigated with DJ Leif and when he went to (under) Capillo Branch Manager.

"What. I thought you saw him earlier."

"They showed it to me with pictures. I checked the location on the sign I was picturing with and it was Rufus or something, so I'm pretty sure it's the mainland of Artel."

Cruillo himself was severely stopped from ever going from the haulier Fiarluca.

Even if they ask for primary information, I can't do all this.

"Can you show me that picture?

"That's... what I wouldn't ask the person who took it..."

... I don't want to see the report, I don't like boulders.

This tablet device contains all previous reports.

This time, just about the warcraft that appeared on the mainland of Artel is quite a lot.

"Why don't you ask him now with that one?

"I'm a busy man, and you don't always get a response right away, do you?

"So I want you to listen to me now. Er... what is it? I'll give you the phone bill too. How about a box of baked sweets at the confectionery shop there?

"Fine."

If you're just asking, there's no reason to say no.

I did not know the address of the person who went to the site investigation, so I sent an email to Farkil, Razornik and Fiarlka with an explanation of the situation.

"There were so many types, and I forgot who I didn't know..."

"Just let me hear what you remember."

He said there was a flat bed on the roof.

Materialist Putnik looks surprised.

"I heard that Artel's building is quite tall, but why did your brother's acquaintance come up?

"I went to look into the communication interruption. There's a base station on the roof that relays the radio waves of these devices, so I wanted to make sure."

I don't think the magical warriors of the Lacrimaris will give to the Artel government. But right now, it's too early to tell or judge about activities that aim for peace without resorting to force.

Tighten your mind so you don't mouth the extra thing.

Skinum settled for the most part, but he wasn't afraid of the material store Putnik yet or even tried to look at this one with his face to Leno.

... Amana, but I wasn't afraid of the brothers I met at Harbor Park.

The red-haired man and his men were also quite strong (frightened).

Conversely, my sister was so scared of things that she wouldn't normally talk to the tough (or worse) giant opponents she met.

... Amana and Skinum, if you add it up and divide it by two, it feels just fine.

"Is that the guy who can fight?

"He says he can protect himself. He's not fighting just because he saw it this time."

From what Cruillo has read of the report, it seems that among those who went to investigate, at least Klaustra defeated the fortified double-headed wolf (so to speak) with a blow of [Spear of Light] by swallowing the militant guerrilla's [Tears of the Mage].

"Four-eyed wolves, red snakes, scaly spiders... they were all small, but few of them could fight."

"Complete."

"Yes, four servings of recommended meals, madam."

The fish figure grilled, warm vegetables and yellow bread with pumpkins are served in a plate to make the hot air.

"I'll bring the soup later."

"Oh, please hurry up."

Putnik flickers and sends your grandfather to the kitchen.

"Oh, um, I, I didn't give you any information, are you sure?

"Tell me if you have any stories. All I know is about the warcraft that went out on the mainland of Artel."

"Why do you want to know?

Skinum is finally able to talk thanks to the Zhenhua tea, but does not look up at the plate of fixing meals.

Materialist Putnik replied by drinking down the cheeky bread.

"Well, if you get something for sale in the near field, it's easy, so you decide."

The skinum grew smaller and smaller in a voice that included a shudder.

The soup is all set, and your grandfather leaves a slip in the corner of the table.

"So, kid, do you have a story that's going to change anything?

"Yes. Um, uh, customers are exterminators, and they pay for some of the warcraft they hunted locally."

"Do you know what kind?

"This morning, you had the [Eraser of Warcraft] made of earthworms."

"Don't be cold. Eat inside."

Skinum gave a small thank you, said in a gentle voice, but still did not raise his face and held the fork with a trembling hand.

Leno asks in mild condition.

"Should I say something, too?

"I'm going to serve four people originally. I'm not saying it's hard for you to tell me."

Materialist Putnik laughed and sipped the soup.