It's all one flower.

"On the island of Micrantera there is the headquarters of the Spiritual Wings"

Kruillo's father, Padolrik, sipped a cup of tea and started talking.

He himself, unlike his son, is a powerless people. It's not for the wizard's international organization.

"The headquarters will be visited by magicians from all over the world with research, certification of mentors, etc."

"Certification of Dossi?

A former theological student of Kirkulusism pinches the question.

Manager Gentius explained, apologizing with his eyes for the disrespect of the store number, which broke the lower back of the story.

"I am a mere magician of the [knitting reed cuts] school. To some extent, I can use it and get a badge (yesterday) after taking an exam at a neighborhood branch."

The silver badge raised from the neck is shown in the store number.

The old fisherman Aviace also nodded with his gaze at the [fishing (su, etc.) rugal bluebird (pelican)] school badge.

"A great wizard who studied and made new techniques, and practically completed all the techniques of his school, and taught them all around."

"The Instructor's emblem bears a gem, so you know it at a glance."

As Aviace said, Skinum nodded with his gaze around the manager and the old fisherman's chest from behind his glasses.

"The number of people is small, but the point of visiting from all over the world is the same as the sanctuary of Lacrimalis. Year after year, there were more demands to improve the Internet usage environment. Since the Devil's Asthma War broke out there, the Kingdom of Rubra also felt the need to gather information and seemed to have raised its heavy hips"

"I can't even get the mainland guys and they're going right and left," said the exterminators coming here, "but with the power of the Royal Rubra, do you get it?

"Come on? That's far to the boulder... I just heard from someone who said they attended a briefing on Micrantera Island"

Roark was impressed by the honesty with which Padolrik honestly replied "I don't know" and didn't mislead.

... very different from our scumbags.

I remember my parents and grandfather lying, and a bitter object crept up behind my chest.

I don't have time to envy Cruillo and Amana, and the honest adult story goes on.

"The person said he participated as one of the artisan representatives at the Oberbok Chamber of Commerce. The other participants were officials of the Lubra Kingdom's bureaucracy and spiritual wing cadres, ambassadors of the Murtiflora Kingdom to Japan's main empire and…"

"Huh? Book of the Day Empire?

"Wasn't Murtiflora clandestine?

Roark and Skinum ride themselves out of the counter at the same time.

"I was surprised, too. Mr. Jorch tells me that some decades ago, he temporarily adopted an openness policy and joined the UN as well"

"Huh?

Haven't the seven kingdoms of Hubei joined any international organizations, including the United Nations, in order to protect their neutrality?

"He left in less than thirty years and returned to his clan, but one of the princesses married a UN official from the Nippon Empire or something, and he still leaves an embassy only in that country."

Roark was speechless and saw Padorlik.

"Mr. Agoni and Dr. Septentorio remember the news at the time."

The two long-lived races should not have been the same during the occupation pattern, half a century of civil unrest, but the great news, which also reached the Hunan region, must have been engraved in memory as a considerable shock.

"When she returned to clan policy, the princess was divorced and brought back to Murtiflora. But my husband and children are powerless people, so they were left in the Book of Japan Empire."

"Uh, so you're saying you keep an embassy just for those people?

"I guess so."

Aviace affirms Roark's guess.

Manager Gentius nodded with a translational face.

"Well, I guess it's also to explore trends and things in civilized nations."

... With that said, the manager was a long-lived race, too.

"Let's get back to it. The Seven Kingdoms of Hubei, besides the island of Micrantera in the Kingdom of Lubra, had windows to see the world."

Old fisherman Aviace squints and drinks up his warm tea. Roark asked as he prepared a replacement.

"So, Rubra people don't have to bother picking up the catalog from the city of Oberbok, via Murtiflora, to get the products of the Book of the Day Empire, right?

"Mr. Roark, you're sharp. You're right, but like I said, there's a relationship."

"Uh..."

Three of the spellmakers utter an indescribable voice in Padorlik's answer.

"At the briefing, someone from Palumbina Corporation's communications equipment department gave a product description of a readily available satellite mobile communications system."

"Mr. Mariana's company, that's amazing. Around here, you can't get it at all because the Arthurians buy fish, and even second-hand prices are very high."

"Roark, you're a fast ear, too. But the majority of the Artelians think it's too much time until the lake bottom cable is restored, and small and medium-sized businesses and individuals won't be able to hang much money."

Padolrik turned a gentle eye on Roark, but his expression became more rude as he spoke.

"The Book of Japan Empire has a lot of natural disasters, so our senses make products that are excessively sturdy and high-performance."

"Even in the Federation of Barbatum, we have seen in the news that cars made by the Empire of the Day are preferred to domestic cars."

Skinum nodded and said without a dust.

The curse shop owner laughs bitterly.

"For that matter, when the value is high,"

Aviace said, setting his gaze on Skinum.

"I don't know what the Devil's Asthma Gun War will be. The stories of people coming on regular flights once a month and ancient newspapers show that the information is old and slow"

"The Rubras wanted a lot of information sooner, and you wanted Internet facilities."

Padolrik raised his face from the notebook and affirmed the words of a former theological student.

"That's right. And Murtiflora's diplomats can also be eye-catching because they will be stationed in the Book of Japan Empire from a time when the Internet was without shadow or form"

The old fisherman Aviace received a new cup of tea from Roark and gazed at the tea vessel's hot air, he said.

"It's probably a budget convenience not to get it right away"

"After all, because it's expensive..."

Padolrik shook his neck to the side, and Roark swallowed up the hanging words.

"The Empire of Japan is a country of scientific civilization, because there is no business habit of barter."

"What? So, what do you do? I learned in high school that countries in the Hubei region don't even make money."

Roark remembered a commercial high school class for a long time.

The days I learned side-by-side with everyone were long overdue.

"So it seems that the Oberbok Chamber of Commerce and Industry plans to make foreign currency by selling spells and magical objects through Palumbina Corporation to obtain a satellite mobile communication system made by the Nippon Empire and deliver it to Rubra"

"It's kind of a long way off."

"Now I'm going to sell thanks and generously procure materials from the Hubei region via Rubra... it's going to be cheaper too"

I don't know if it will work, but I took my hat off to the idea of merchant soul success.

"Are you sure you don't want to?

"They're still negotiating."

Aviace, who finished her tea, stands with her luggage.

"During the year, we have plans for the broadcast, and the next one will be in the new year."

"Yes. Have a good year."

After exchanging greetings at the end of the year a week earlier, the two returned to Nemoralis Island.