It's all one flower.

Cookies made by the pinnacles can be sold to fly away from the burning edge. The boy soldier Morph twisted his heart and neck while still packing the hot baked confectionery in a small paper bag.

... such a funny cookie, such a rare monkey?

Certainly, the bread and baked goods made by Pina are very delicious. But is it like a big adult throwing out lunch messenger and field work in such a line?

It sold out quickly and all that was left was the village chief and the priest.

The old man who bought it said that he wanted something.

"I'll bring the ingredients. Can you make them again?

"When the food department manager gets back, I'll ask him."

Razornik responds well to his desires.

Morph and the fisherman's grandfather helped sell it as soon as they returned from the summer capital of the kingdom of Amitostigma, but tea time had already passed.

While Morphs were away buying what they were asked to buy, the rest of them said they took turns visiting the temple and demonstrating and selling cookies. It seems that Pinnacle and his brothers and sisters at the bakery couldn't go with them because of the convenience of making sweets today.

"Pinnacles, how about lunch?

"Not yet, but it smells like cookies, Kanji."

Pina wiped the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand and smiled.

Morphs can't calculate how many people will have cookies for five kilos of flour. I didn't know the number of people in the village or the number of families that had crossed.

The village's central square smells sweet and fragrant.

Little children smell things, but there's nothing they don't have.

The people wandering around the shopping lot were the ones who bought the baked confectionery and the ones who asked for it.

The fisherman's grandfather, the pharmacist's nee-chan, and Amana's father give the goods to the orderer while looking at the memo and receive the fee.

"You're tired, right? I'm sorry."

Young mothers with green hair look at tired pinnacles and say sorry.

Ba-chan, that's funny ~

I'll make you another one.

"Crazy!

Three or more children squeeze waste.

I'm with a young woman like my neighbor, Amiela.

... Grandma?

"If you say so, Maggie Sudwith, everyone will have it."

Yada!

The waste of money stopped sharply.

"Maggan... what...?

"Ah, I don't know the young people on land. Magan Sadwis is Sheraton's brother."

She picks up the child and says to her.

... ah, I see. Long-lived race.

Morph saw the fisherman's grandfather and the pharmacist's nee-chan, but they were both busy handing them over to the guy who asked them to shop.

"I'm away because I'm an island keeper, but when I lived in a village south of here, it was hard for me."

"Good mon, do you want to take it all?

Oh, yeah.

The old man who bought the cookies mixed his disgusting face to the south.

"It's a long way from here, and it wasn't, but in the old kingdom, Magan Sudwith's territory, it seemed like a lot of trouble."

"Can I ask what went wrong?

Amana is afraid to listen.

The old man and the young woman smiled.

"Now, I can't get out of the island, so it's okay."

"The people of the southern village are relieved."

Are you the better lord to be away?

Amana sees the people of the lake with frightened eyes.

"Just for the record, your belongings are yours, and those of your people are yours."

"It's not an annuity, but... for example, if you find out there's a horn of a fire bull caught yesterday, or something expensive, they'll take it away."

"Hmm? That's why nobody says anything."

Morph was surprised.

Yesterday's village and this village don't seem to have a police station.

Even if there was a thief or something, the vigilante would have had to solve it, so he might have been so vigilant yesterday.

But the old man came up with an answer that Morph couldn't imagine.

"There's nothing I can do to defy the Lacus Nenea family."

"In anticipation of your son's temper, the ancestors must have only taught the school of field work."

I guess so.

Sheraton is baking his brother a lot too.

"That's right. I suddenly told him that I wanted to be Shimamori and forced him to change hands."

"But even though I wanted to be myself, I don't think you can properly call [water call]."

"What made you an island keeper?"

The villagers who received the purchased goods also joined in one after another.

I heard about it in the village yesterday, but it seems that Sheraton's brother is hated here.

Morph, as Razornik told him, didn't touch on the matter as much as he could.

... jeez. If you hadn't told me, I'd be on my way.

But I'm worried about waving from myself and not saying anything.

"The Liberation Army generals didn't say anything?

"General Unuk Elhaia has been scolding Maggan Sadwis for sourness since he was a child."

"You're cheerful in your division! I don't know, because he didn't ask me how to say it because he was nagging me like that."

"How do you know?

Just now, it's just a rumor.

"In the old kingdom, there were servants who served in the main house and the castle of King's Landing."

What's the main house?

"The main house of the Lacus Nenea family is on the other side of the island in the Yankee area."

"One by one from each of the villages under my control, the most demanding of them all."

"Because it was a long time ago, all the monkeys that went from my village died."

Adults look farther into nostalgia.

Apparently, it's a good memory.

Morph has no idea where the castle works.

... it must have been a good salary.

"General Al-Jadi has been scolding me a lot, but I don't think I'm listening to you. I'm holding my head."

"I'm glad to be a Republican. I guess that's why we're no longer in power with the gods."

"You're still a powerful man."

"Let's get in there and suck on the sweet juice."

Green-haired villagers talk about people who are not here with mixed faces of giving up and anger.

"My ancestors and Sheraton are real people."

"Why is he the only one like that?"

"I'm sorry I made you listen to my boring flies."

"Sorry."

The young grandmother apologized to Morphs and his little grandson imitated it.