It's all one flower.

The spelldoctor [jumped] to Lacrimaris, the king's capital, with the village chief's son.

This young man has only left the village northeast of Nemoralis Island to count with one hand. Relax and look around and shine green eyes around the city.

It's Kolchark's discharge day.

The spelldoctor Septentorio, feeling sunny for a long time, heads lightly to the dock in his footsteps.

The end of this ship is the West Temple.

"I remember the directions from the gate to the treatment center."

"Please ask at the reception for the discharge procedure. Even if you rehab, you won't be able to recover your health yet, so please don't let him/her have the luggage, even if he/she is reluctant."

"Yes. I'm sure Mella will stick it out and say she'll have it all."

Somehow he smiles at each other and boards a separate crossing.

Septentorio rides to the Second Temple of the King's Capital.

Many boats still cross the waterways strewn like netted eyes on the Wang capital today.

A boat filled with vegetables and fruits in summer and autumn is unlike a boat crossing with sweet aromas.

The Lacrimaris sky is completely autumnal and sheep clouds draw regular patterns on the clear blue.

September 2192.

There is not a single shadow of a bomber in the king's capital.

... I wonder what has divided the way so much.

The green-haired curse doctor swung away the idea that he was going to sink into the dark abyss and fried to the road of land.

Time flows quietly in the library of the Second Temple of the King's Capital, and terrorism and war seem to be events in a distant world. The ancient book that fills the bookshelves remains unchanged from hundreds of years before Septentorio's first visit, waiting for those who open the door to knowledge.

He exchanged meetings with different priests and headed to the deepest room.

From between the bookshelves, I can see the three people I'm looking for turning their shoulders and necks to unwind (unwind) stiffness.

"Were you taking a break? Good luck."

"We're just finishing up our assignment."

Roark spreads a grin on his tired face.

Captain Solniak corrected his posture by stopping him from turning his shoulders.

"They took a note from the edge of the paper and sent it to me, so in a few days, Farkill, you'll be putting it together in a report."

"Thank you"

"The Amitostigmas helped me, too, so I'll be right back."

A brunette girl smiles, whose blue rose hair decoration suits her well.

When Septentorio shifted his gaze to Roark, he introduced me before asking.

"I'm Mr. Kraustra. I asked you to help me with my activities in Artel territory, and I was familiar with the Cactacare series, so I asked you to come."

"Are you Mr. Kraustra? I've seen your name in reports from time to time."

A powerful land people, he uses advanced techniques such as the [Spear of Light] of the [Surging Eagle (Washi)] school and the [Wall of True Water (Samizu) of the [Flying Bee Horned Eagle (Bee Bear)] school.

This technician is not the girl who looks like she is.

"Nice to meet you. The badge (today), the Septentorio Curse Doctor…… fits?

"Yes. Nice to meet you."

What a strange feeling it is to have previous knowledge of each other via Farkill's report and to be known even in relation to the first meeting.

"This one has cleared up a group of four-eyed wolves, so traffic will resume soon with the city of Myata in the east."

"Didn't you leave it as a barrier for epidemic prevention?"

Captain Solgnac openly smiles at his face.

"That's what happened to the victims in the eastern village, and they got a lot bigger."

"If you're too big, you might be forced to break through [the junction]."

Klaustra nods with a convincing face.

You must have heard the circumstances from Captain Solniak.

"In anticipation of that, Mr. Awellana is in the process of stockpiling medicines for symptomatic treatment…"

I can't use magic drugs in the [blue one-wing] school in the surgical realm. The sigh spilled unexpectedly.

If Awellana reveals herself to be a [Thinking Owl] school pharmacist (crease), that is not the time when she will be able to travel.

In the unlikely event of an epidemic, Septentorio pretended to choose the medicine, Awellana decided to pretend to be an assistant and use only magic drugs that worked even without a spell.

To what extent does such deception prevail?

Still, I don't feel like a wacko to kill.

With a vaccine that the Nemus Liberation Army had never delivered, I had to pray that the epidemic would remain near the city of Myata.

"Mr. Kolchark was discharged today and left to the son of the village chief"

"The village's worries have diminished, but the epidemic doesn't stop, we can't move..."

Captain Solgnac told me to check the status quo.

"Are you going to blow it out of your mind, Nashi?

Klaustra twists his deep blue eyes around the Nemoralis.

"Now, you're not telling me to panic, are you?

"Yeah well..."

"But it's a plain sickness to look at, and you'll know as soon as you get here,"

"There is no way to prevent infection, at least to avoid contact... but"

Captain Solniak swallows the rest.

According to information received by the Cruillos from the capillo branch chief of the Nemus Liberation Army, the patient's house was burned in a village near the city of Myata.

While the health care system is inadequate due to the war, how can mobbing be suppressed in infectious disease endemic areas?

The spell doctor Septentorio had no idea.