The town of Acri, facing the sea, is counted among the seven largest cities of the Dragon Nation.
Lordship Flat Adol here has an only daughter named Saffron.
"Father-in-law, it's been a while"
It is approximately fifty days since the last visit that Souran Depoy visited under the flat.
Souran and Saffron have already been engaged for a long time.
Although the ceremony is not the only one I have mentioned, I have already made a family-like connection.
"You've come a lot, Souran. My daughter's in the greenhouse."
Saffron, who loves plants and loves to grow them, is often in gardens, greenhouses, specially built gardens, etc.
"Really? I'll go later. … so what about the southern town"
To the words of Souran. Flat thinks with a frown root.
"We have a story to talk about here, too. Sounds pretty rough."
"It seems so. If we keep going north, the refugees could come to this town."
"You worried about me. I appreciate that.... There is indeed a great influx of demons, but this is a port town. People come in from the outside for a long time, and I have had the experience I have developed. I'm taking care of it, so I don't think I should worry about it."
"I wish I had. I heard that security was pretty disturbed in the south for a time."
"Sounds like it. But I guess it's fitting in, huh?
"Yes, on the surface...... but I don't know where it actually is. It is possible that the influx has spread to other towns."
"Right. All right, shall we strengthen the defense of our town a little too? Fortunately, the number of dragon jockeys is quite high, though far from the path of the yin moon. I need you to keep an eye on the streets and patrol the area."
"You should do that. Good. One less suspension proposal, so you can safely return to the King's Capital."
"Hmm... now to Her Majesty the Queen?
"Yes, it is. We are now understaffed everywhere and have been asked to reside in Wang Du."
"I see... the demon kingdom moves vibrantly, and there could be another wave"
"Is it a demon country? Has the demon kingdom begun to twitch again, Father in law?"
"They're making a move to send out soldiers. I wonder where that spear will be."
"Really... because the Demon Nation's soldiers are fighting the Moon Warcraft, it's a rumor of strength, and hopefully it won't be terrible"
"Well, it won't come this far, and I have to give priority to dealing with immigrants."
"Right. It would be better to leave it to Sir Lithwarn to deal with the demonic kingdom. The military power of that town is the best in Dragon Nation."
"Right."
To the words of Souran, the flat nodded quietly.
"Then I'll go to her."
"Right. I'll see you later. I guess we'll have about the time to have dinner together?
"Yeah, we just have to be back by tomorrow."
Saying so, Souran left.
The plants Saffron grows in greenhouses were only rare in warm places among the movers.
"Hello, my lady"
"Mr. Souran. When did you get here?
"Earlier. I was a little concerned, so before I went back to Wang Capital, I asked my father-in-law to check with me."
"Was it? Shall we go to my father?
"Yes. I could talk to you. Looks like we've taken care of it. I'm just relieved."
"That was good.... Souran, it's a little hot in here, so why don't we talk in your room?
Saffron grinned and stood up holding the flower she was picking.
"Right. I'll take this.... That's a rare flower. It's the kind of southern-style... I've never seen before."
"Yes. It's named Ousenhow, and it would blossom very vividly, wouldn't it? It's so beautiful, but the roots are poisonous. Even though it's weak."
The squeeze juice to be extracted from the roots seems tasteless and odorless, and if eaten unknowingly, the body is said to be paralyzed.
"Is it poison? And on the roots?
"There seems to be a lot of bugs living in the southern ground, and they say that they taste good and eat everything at their roots. So this is how you accumulate poison to protect yourself. … it only paralyzes humans if they eat it, but it works for insects."
"I see. It's a wisdom to live"
If insects are desperate to live, so are plants, Saffron says.
Souran agrees with that, and the two accompany them into the building.
"What do you do with this owsenho?
"I'm thinking about living in a vase and decorating the front door"
"Then let me help you. Vases are heavy."
"Thank you, Mr. Souran."
Thus Souran spent the night in the Lords' Hall and returned to the King's Capital the following morning.