It's all one flower.

Back at the rest stop on Ougari Old Road, lunch was ready.

As soon as I touched the fragrant smell of bread, I could lose my strength from my shoulders.

"Welcome back. How was it?

Jorch, a state-owned broadcast announcer, jumps out of a simplified tent and rushes to a wagon car that shuts down the engine.

DJ Rafe answered as he descended.

"After about half an hour, I met someone who works in the field."

"Didn't you get to the village?

"One of the village chiefs and the clergyman, go get him... he didn't feel very welcome, but eventually, he told me to broadcast it."

Jorch frowned.

The Awellanas also get out of the car and join the story with their brother who welcomes them.

"Larna, welcome back. That you weren't welcome? Did they say anything, even a nasty cot?

"I'm home. Hmm... Maybe right after the coup, there was a vegetable thief in a village near the lake shore and the streets."

"On the lap of the Lacus Nenia family?

My brother Aviace has the same reaction as the funeral home Agoni.

Jorch nods with a dark face.

"So, you don't have a good heart certificate for the people of land, do you?

"He said the village wasn't damaged, but he wasn't happy."

"Still, did you get permission to broadcast"

"If only the land people had gone, they would have said no. Tomorrow morning, it's decided."

Jorch nodded with a complicated face at DJ Leif's report.

Funeral home Agoni tells everyone waiting in a simple tent lined with lunch.

"I don't want to eat monkeys. I'm stuck with you."

"There's plenty of food, and if you want to air it in the morning and move it right away, you'll be fine."

"If you cook it out or something, we might not be able to eat it."

Manager Leno and Pinatifida responded with a bright voice.

Given the danger of copper poisoning, I can interpret it as taking into account that the villagers did not exclude the people of land. I behaved a meal only to the people of the lake, and a line of friends might be giddy. Doing nothing to avoid extra waves is also a concern.

... that atmosphere wasn't such a kanji though.

"Oh, and then I asked if I could pick the herb, so don't pick it, end guy."

Razornik said, Amana stretched her face.

"What about the tea grass?

"That was a breeze growing everywhere, and it wasn't the breeze I was growing, so it's okay."

The girls looked at each other in horror, said the pharmacist (dull) Awellana.

After lunch, announcers Jorch, Captain Solgnark and Padorlik worked on a manuscript for broadcasting.

DJ Rafe inspects broadcasting equipment, Medvege inspects trucks and generators. Leno Store Manager and Aviace, Awellana's brother, started making dinner.

"Hey, what's up with that?

"I took the whole thing earlier, but I'm going to refine it to make it easier to use as a material for medicine and spells."

Juvenile soldier Morph looks intriguingly at the hand of the pharmacist Awellana.

I stacked a towel on the long desk and placed a cloth bag on top. The contents are the extinguishing charcoal of the Warcraft double wrapped in plastic bags. I can still see the shape of a lizard from the top of the bag.

"At best......? What are we gonna do in Tonkaci?

"Break it with a hammer, turn it down to some extent, and then use your hands to dissolve it, separate the charcoal from the [magic crystal] with [dried water], and then crush the charcoal in a breast bowl and turn it into powder."

"As much as I can crack it with a tonkachi, I can do it, and I'll help you."

"What? Are you okay? It's magic medicine and spell material."

When Awellana heard in surprise, Morph offered his right hand.

"I'm tired of reading textbooks, so I can help."

"I was a spell dealer, too, so I can help."

"Mr. Cruillo......"

"Mr. Awellana asks for a task that only professionals can do"

Employee Cruello took a seat with the tablet device in his pocket. The girls also say, stopping the hand that subdivides the vanilla.

"Rinse, weigh and pack, we'll help too"

"Thank you. It helps."

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana went up to the carrier when she told him some caveats.

Get off with a yellow bark and knife, stainless steel tray and copy paper, and a plastic bottle for water meds.

"What about that?

Juvenile soldier Morph asks quickly, tapping a bag with a wooden hammer of the Warcraft's extinguishing charcoal pinched with a towel.

"Fine it with a knife and simmer it out in hot water to extract the ingredients that will be medicated with surgery"

"Try making hot and cold or something with ground worm powder?

"Right. We use a similar technique."

Collect the shredded and fine bark with a knife and the fragments spilled from the tray with [manicured water]. When the water containing the skins of the trees was floated and heated in the universe, the pigments were simmered out and instantly stained yellow.

In cloudy water, the bark becomes invisible.

Bring to a boil in [dried water] until it was well simmered, and the pharmacist (dull) Awellana chanted in powerful words.

"The armor that protects the tree hardens the body of the borrowing ball."

Defend Him and the Tree. "

Yellow powder falls out of the cloudy broth and fits safely in an open bottle.

As the powder builds up like an hourglass, the hot water regains its transparency.

When boiled again with [manicured water], the cloudiness increased.

Repeat the same operation several times.

Re-boiling stopped the broth from clouding, and the bark dried up into a tray and the water was returned to a small pan.

The bark is piled on the tray, but the only pharmaceutically effective ingredient that could be extracted is from under the scale carved into a bottle for water chemicals to the second.

"What kind of medicine is this?

Pinatifida listens after work.

The other kids shine their eyes and gaze at the bright yellow powder like paint.

"It's a lot of medicine material, but I can't use it on my own."

"It's just a wooden skin, and it's just like this?

Juvenile soldier Morph crouches next to the long desk, looks directly at the bottle and wrinkles between his eyebrows.

"Even with a lot of material, it's expensive to use magic medicine because there are a few parts that become medicine, and you can't use professional difficult magic to take it out."

When Pinatifida, the bakery's daughter, briefly explained the material and technical costs, Morph nodded impressively frequently.