It's all one flower.

The north shore is followed by the same chopped cliffs as the city of Myata.

From what I can see in front of the fence, the city of Akant doesn't seem to have a port either.

Leading pickup truck returns west.

The mobile broadcaster Praetermissa trucks and wagon cars break up with the trucks of the Nemus Liberation Army Miata branch and dive (creep) the gates about the wagon cars of the Akant branch. Cruillo, in the passenger seat, trembled as he rebelled against the frivolous takeover exchanged in front of the gate.

"Brother, isn't it cold?

"No, I'm fine. Isn't Mr. Medvege the one who's cold?

I'll be fine.

The driver, Medvege, gently pinches and laughs at the sweater he gets in his long-standing village.

It was surprising that Cruillo was happy to receive sweaters and kneecaps, even though three of the Star Road Prostitutes were described as braiding the [Insulated] curse.

... Well, I live in a truck protected by a spell, and now it is.

Besides, at this time, I'm no longer suspected of being a Kirkurist, and there's nothing wrong with that.

A charger I put on my dashboard bathes in the thin winter.

To save money, the tablet terminal is powered off. In the Republic of Nemoralis without internet facilities, there was no contact.

"Are you sure you want to be here?

The only person the Nemus Liberation Army Akant Branch Manager would be afraid of is the spell doctor Septentorio. I don't even look to other passengers.

The curse doctor of the people of the lake responded with a smile to his fellow magical warriors.

"Yes, thank you for getting permission from the store manager"

"Terrible. I'm afraid in a place like this. If you have any inconvenience, we will arrange an inn immediately, so please let us know what you want."

"It's okay."

When the curse doctor turns off his smile, Akert Branch Manager prompts his green-haired men to run away through the shithole and mass retailer parking lot.

When I lost sight of the PLA car, a sigh leaked out of no-one at the mobile dealership.

... Ex-military doctors are awfully respected by ex-military members of a long-lived race or something.

Cruillo looks around the parking lot on his chest for thoughts he doesn't know how many times.

This mass retailer, which deals with household goods, was described as the only one in the city of Akant, but there are few (mostly) cars in the parking lot due to soaring fuel caused by the blockade on the lake. You'll be able to park more than a hundred cars, but it just looks like potpourri over there, potpourri over here.

"So it's time to go."

Everyone moves in the voice of the funeral home Agoni.

Three of the announcers, Jorch, DJ Leaf and Reno, who became representatives following the manager, go to greet the director of the bureau and the mass retailer. If we can get this over with, we're going to let it air here.

The driver Medvege, the spelldoctor Septentorio, the pharmacist (dull) Awellana, Amana, Pinatifida and Elantis leave a message in the truck.

Others gather information lightly in pairs and return before noon. My father and the funeral parlor Agoni, the old fisherman Aviace and the boy soldier Morph, Cruillo decided to go with Captain Solgnac.

"Well, Amana, you're a good girl and you're leaving a message."

"Yeah. Don't bother your brother with the captain, either."

"... he said he knew"

Until not too long ago, every time I got separated in gathering and buying information like this, I just cried, smiling like a lie. My father just laughs bitterly and says nothing.

Cruillo waved lightly at his sister and turned back to those who were leaving for the city.

"I saw the mall between the gates of the city wall and getting here. And the sign that says the temple is over there."

"According to the PLA, there are no makeshift houses here, just like Miata."

Saw it in the passenger seat of the truck. Captain Solgnac nodded when he came in a wagon car from FM Cravel, said Cruillo.

"Me and Mr. Padorik are going to see where the temple is, and you guys are going to take half the mall at a time.

There was no objection to Agoni's proposal, and the six turned back on their original path.

The mall is a southerly stretch of the road that came by truck.

The arcade can also be seen from the mass retailer's parking lot.

My father and Agoni broke south following the information board standing in front of the mall, and the remaining four dived the arcade.

Lots of colors jump into view.

"Awesome... the colors were full of this..."

Juvenile soldier Morph spoke for the three feelings.

Signs, bunches of cloth, yarn, and bottles of dye lined up in show windows are there, and the entire shopping district is overflowing with color like a box filled with rainbow pieces.

"The people of the lake are the majority here, too."

In the whisper of Captain Solgnac, Cruillo strained his mind.

The colours and embroidery of the clothes are colorful, but the hair is almost green, people crossing the mall. Occasionally she has hair color other than green, but overwhelmingly there are many people in the lake. The people of the land caught their attention, even if they did not like it.

... Well, the star sign (Shinobe) doesn't seem to worry about creating a branch, let's go.

The shopping district stretches east and west.

Round the north row with Cruillo and the captain, and south with old fisherman Aviace and Morph.

... that sounds like a city Mr. Amiela would be happy to see.

In Oberbok City all the way west, there were plenty of dye workshops, but that one was mainly for spells.

They have a lot for yarn and cloth in this city of Akant. Bunches of dyed yarn and cloth are bright in my eyes and I feel lost in the flower garden.

I don't know the market for Kruilo, the gatekeeper.

Amana was sure to be happy, too, and took a shot around on her tablet device.