It's all one flower.

"Brothers, you're a face I don't see. Where are you from?

Suddenly questioned by a woman who came out with a cardboard box, Cruillo was stuck in a reply.

Captain Solgnac responds with a smile to a green-haired woman.

"It will be longer if we talk, but me and he are from the city of Zerneau. Now, with the help of a mobile broadcaster, we're traveling around the city of Nemoralis Island."

It's a critical amount of information without lies.

While I would have thought of the map, the colour of mercy is added to the face of the people of the lake.

"... yes. I'm from Negna Island. But there's no makeshift housing or anything here, and since it's originally just the people of the lake, there's no one to rely on for relatives, and what are you broadcasting?

"It's news and song"

"Heh... what?

Nodding to the captain's concise answer, the yarnsmith woman arranges the sale in the wagon at the store. Protected by the arcade of the shopping district, you don't have to worry about deteriorating due to rain or sunlight.

"It's an FM broadcast, so it's lifestyle information, local news in neighborhoods we've been passing through, extraordinary government announcements, domestic news, international news, and then an old song made before half a century of civil unrest."

"Foreign news?

"Yes, I plan to bring you topics like Wang Du and refugee camps"

"Really foreign? You know, how do you broadcast that?

The yarn shop woman stopped her hands lining up the brightly colored yarn, opened her green eyes and peered into Captain Solgnac's lake-colored eyes.

"He and a few others, land explorers, will jump to the site to cover it."

"You?

The yarn shop points its surprised face at the blonde Cruillo.

"Yes, and maybe with the article that Hunan Economic Newspapers and the Current News Agency provided"

"Hmm. I haven't heard a lot of foreign news for a long time. If it's the Hunan economy, the market for yarn, I don't know.

The embroidered thread with a band of paper wrapped around it is in the hand of restarting the product.

"Tomorrow or the day after, you go to the interview and I'll check it out. Can I just price the embroidered yarn?

"It would be nice to have some yarn material or yarn before dyeing. Cotton yarn, silk yarn, hemp yarn, sheep's yarn, hairy snake yarn, scaly spider yarn... well, there's a lot going on."

Cruillo made a note of it with his tablet device on as he listened.

Show the text on the screen and check for any loopholes.

"What is this? You have a great one."

"It's a tablet device. If you go to Lacrimalis or Amitostigma, you can communicate, but Nemoralis doesn't have the communication equipment for this, so we're replacing it with a notebook."

"Heh... I don't know what it is, but it's amazing in a foreign country"

"Me, I didn't cover the yarn. Can you tell me more about what information you need?

The yarn shop woman took the last bundle out of the cardboard box and pointed it at Cruillo.

Grassy embroidered threads are bound together on paper with lots of numbers and symbols.

"This indication is common in both the Hunan and Hundong regions, the symbols are yarn and dye materials, this number is yarn length, yarn grade and dye grade before dyeing, magic grade, finished yarn grade, and the end is the name of the dye workshop. So, this seal has been inspected"

One finger at a time is explained, and a quick note is made.

"I somehow know something else, what is the level of magic?

"It's the level of power that absorbs magic and circulates it. Have it measured at the lab. This was made by a disciple, so it's cheap because it's uneven everywhere and has a low level of magic."

"That's what was happening. Thank you. I learned."

When you look at the price tag, every wagon has about one [magic crystal] of three bundles of soybeans. Cruillo put the [crystal] out of his jacket pocket and compared it to the size of a sample price tag.

... It's a little big, but I'll go with the study fee.

"Please give me a little reference"

Take a bunch of red, blue, and yellow.

"Oh, you're buying me? It's your job, and you need a receipt, right?

The yarn shop took the yarn and [the crystal of magic] from Cruillo and pulled it into the store without hesitation.

"Are you sure?

"When I ask Mr. Mariana about the market, I think it's easier to understand that there was a real thing"

"I see."

"You can't use it if we have it, but if you give it to Mr. Amiela... even if he can't embroider it magically, you give it to someone you know in a refugee camp, and I don't think it's going to be a waste, right?

"Right."

Captain Solgnac felt comfortable, loosened his cheeks and laid eyes on the mall.

There are many yarn shops and cursemen in the north row where the Kruillos turn, and dye shops and fabric shops in the south row where the old fisherman Aviace and the boy soldier Morph went to see them. You went into some store, I don't see you two.

Eight hundred houses and others just seemed sorry in the meantime and seemed a little inconvenient to live in.

... Is there a grocery store or something in other shopping districts?

"Yes, yes, please wait a long way. I want you to look into it. I wrote it down, so thank you."

The woman from the yarn shop dropped in a paper bag containing yarn with a note sheet and green candy.

"I'm new to specialty coverage and I'm not sure I can look into it properly, but I'll do the best I can"

"Thank you. Looking forward to the broadcast."

"Oh, yeah. What are they doing about purchasing?

I almost walked away, but I think of it and look back.

"We have materials from Warcraft wholesaled at the Lyabina Inquirer. We only buy materials from our neighbors' farmers, spinning them to dyeing them."

"Are all yarn shops around here like that?

"Until the yarn spinning, there's a workshop for farmers, but we make it from scratch."

"Really? Thank you for letting me know."

"We'll let you know when and when it airs as soon as we decide"

As Captain Solniak told, the yarn shop woman stretched her spine and nodded.