It's all one flower.

"Why wasn't it just popular here?

"Everywhere had a hard time with measles...?

Needle Amiela and Farkill boy questioned suspiciously.

Take Cruillo's gaze and the spelldoctor Septentorio answers.

"In Akant City, the vaccination aid was more generous than in the country."

"Oh, they were all on vaccines, weren't they?"

"Subsidies get out of taxes, right? Does magic thread make money?

Amiella relieves and Farkill eats up.

"That's the yarn store I bought, and they asked me to look into the international market these days. I'd appreciate it if you could tell me about Mr. Mariana's company, the Hunan economy."

Cruello, again, turn on the tablet terminal.

The day after the market coverage, Mariana was absent when Cruillo visited here with the funeral home Agoni. The servants said they took the message, but they didn't get around to Farkill.

Farkill starts another screen and glances at the material he just received via email.

"In partnership with the neighboring village, they made the material and the yarn before dyeing it, but that's where I found it with measles..."

"Find out the market with another supplier so you don't want to get away from the first person you trade with."

The spelldoctor Septentorio wrapped his tongue around the spinning of the Farkill boy's head.

"That's right. Because one of the regions is devastated and the supply has decreased, but the demand for [endless bags] has increased due to the blockade on the lake"

"The price of magic yarns and materials, up and right"

As Farkill got ahead, the two needles dropped their shoulders.

"Then people in refugee camps may not be able to purchase the magic thread..."

"You can't sell me vanilla tea, can you?

When Sarotka asked at the top, Cruillo pointed to the bundle of yarn that Amiella had in her hand.

"The apprentice made it because it was small and it had no effect on compensating for the action [magic crystal] but they sold it, so I guess we can work it out?

"In the table, can I ask you if you have something you can replace?

Cruillo took on Amiella's favor with pleasure.

"I was buying food from my neighbor's village, but I have to change it to Lyabina, too, but I think she's going to buy herbal tea and dried fruit."

"Processed foods…"

Tygeta accidentally murmured in a heavy voice. A gaze gathers at the signs of impatience.

The singer's girl continues to whine quickly as she removes her glasses and wipes them frequently.

"... All right, here it is"

I re-hang my glasses with some convinced face and look around at the five with a full grin.

"You know, I've come up with a good idea"

"What's Ikoto?

Tygeta turned a smile to two people from the Listver Autonomous Region.

"In the meantime, a messenger from the star world sent a large quantity of flour, and the people of the Autonomous Region said they were all in trouble."

"Huh?"

When the spelldoctor and the employee were surprised at the same time, Amiela explained to me before asking.

"When Mr. Fiarlka asked the manager to lend him the old letter, he talked to him."

… Was the notification of the change of representatives addressed to the Autonomous Communities?

The spelldoctor Septentorio was obsessed with the translation of the body and forgot to confirm the address. Farkill's computer displayed an email from Cruillo and now I can't confirm the photo of the letter.

Cruillo listens terribly.

"Flour, in bulk... how much?

"100,000 tons"

"Jumang?

"They burned the bakery, the bakery got into battle, and there's no warehouse, so they put it in the school gym to keep it out of the rain."

Amiella's tired voice carries signs that she should not ask any more questions.

"Burned people can't make bread or anything on their own, can they?

"Yes... there were few (mostly) East Parish people who could cook..."

"So why don't you take it out in [endless bags], sell it to the bakery in Akant City by Mr. Mariana's company, have it made, and buy it and put it back in the Autonomous Region?"

The five rebelled in their heads the plan that Tygeta told them with a bright face.

Even the septentorio of the spelldoctor, who lacked knowledge of commerce, soon came up with several holes.

"The bakery could be lucrative, but wouldn't Palumbina Corporation blow up its wheat sales revenues due to transportation costs...... [endless bags] and labor costs for people involved in transportation, etc? Well... the Autonomous Communities haven't recovered their purchasing power yet, have they?

Farkill nodded with a bitter face as well as two of the needles.

If the autonomous community side could buy it on its own, donations of food would not be necessary.

Not only is it economical, but there is not even a warehouse that safely stores food processing plants and materials. In the gym, I worry about mice and pests.

When the spelldoctor Septentorio went to the site, there was no electricity, gas, water, etc., in the private rooms of the temporary house. There was only one place in a prefabricated building, an outdoor joint tap and a concrete block.

The inhabitants of the Ristover Autonomous Region are full of powerless people. What is lacking in cookware, too, is that even with tons of ingredients in front of you, you'll just be on your way.

"But you're awesome at the sight"

Cruillo's voice is gentle.

As Tygeta raised her face, the employee lowered her voice slightly.

"But when I sold the [endless bags] to the factory because the purchases were free, they didn't seem to buy them."

"I thought it would work well if I turned it from the fact that I have extra ingredients that I can process but I don't have enough ingredients..."

Tygeta's voice gradually decreases.

"I'll ask you about the yarn if you can handle it."

"Oh, thank you. Please."

With Cruillo's bright voice, Tygeta's face also regained its brightness.