It's all one flower.

The remaining six also left the rally hall's log cabin, but there was no sign of Sisica and the old woman. You must have used Jump .

Sissica-san, you saved my life, but you were angry.

Arsion, who lives in this compartment, murmurs.

The lukewarm spring breeze grabbed the finish of the words, shaking the blonde hair that had grown out of nowhere. The smell of wet soil and wood is mixed with a green fragrance and blown away somewhere.

Jerny looks across the roof of the log cabin. The trees needed to sparkle the young leaves in the sun were also well seen from the assembly area.

"Well, when you build the fence, you pay so much attention through the craftsmen, but I think it's better not to be angry because there are a lot of people who get caught, and they call me every time, and they make me work for free, and they blame me me from the victim's family, or they call me incompetent from unrelated people."

"If I hurt myself enough to lose my temper to get angry...."

Farkil swallowed more.

"The reward for Miss Sissica will be delivered tomorrow."

Senator Malkov said, looking at the perimeter that protruded far above the roof.

"We need to take a closer look at the damage done so far and devise measures to keep her from bearing the burden alone."

"I'll ask everyone in the association."

Gernui is affiliated with the Nemoralys Construction Association.

Their experts in civil engineering and architecture have a lot of opportunities to interact with trees, such as logging. Not only "accidents with trauma" handled in the clinic, but also "wooden accidents" that require more attention than ordinary refugees.

"Would you like to interview the people who live near the trees in each compartment?

"I see. There will be witnesses."

The red-haired deputy nods to Farkil's proposal.

"I'd like to ask the people who got caught and saved my life about the situation."

I saw Gerdius, but I glanced up at the tree and there was no reaction. Alcion joins hands with young people who are not here.

"I can't do it now, so I won't dare to take you home. I'm sorry that the lake is too far away to thank you, but please say hello to Sisica."

"If you go to the lake, what can you do?

When Farkil heard, Arceon stopped and turned around.

"I'm a pelican."

That's all I'm saying, I'm walking again. Gerdius followed him gently, and his aunt walked to protect his back.

Farkil remembered the pharmacist Awellana.

She is the daughter of a fisherman and can also use some scholarly magic. After the third meeting place, I had just eaten the hardbread that I brought, but the taste of grilled fish came back to life and I swallowed the spit.

Well, be careful, Mr. Jerney.

"Leave it to me. Dr. Malkov and Mr. Farkil will be safe."

As Gerney left, Congressman Malkov urged Farkil.

"For today, let's distribute the rest of the dictionary before sundown."

There are only three meeting places left in the first block.

Farkil stepped out on a heavy foot and walked along a narrow path of earth peeling out.

The Seventh Assembly Hall in Block 1 is just next to the sanatorium. A wooden tag from the "spell room" hangs next to the log cabin.

According to the report, since the area around the clinic was already buried in a residential building, the sanatorium ward was built in a district that was later pioneered. After a surgical procedure, a life-threatening patient waits for recovery.

The Curse Song Treatment Room is a place where minor injuries such as minor burns are healed with [healing wind]. Some sections used tents that had been manipulated, but in the first section, it was a well-made log cabin.

Certainly, there were relatively many singers of [healing wind] in this compartment, and I felt that the burden on medical professionals was better. On the other hand, there were compartments where there were no singers at all, and compartments where there were only a few singers of the powerless people.

"I think it would be easier to help each other between compartments if there was data summarizing the number of singers of the spell song... [Healing Wind], whether it was a powerful people or a powerless people, or whether the spell song treatment room was a cabin or a tent, but did you say that?

"If you say so... I don't think I've seen it... I'll ask Mr. Oratrix later."

Congressman Malkov takes notes with his tablet device in a familiar way. Farkil photographed the ward and treatment room exterior.

... asking for more inside is a nuisance to the boulders.

Even at the Seventh Assembly Hall, the dictionary, which was no addition to harassment, was overtly disappointed.

Almost out of the rally hall, a man wearing an armband encountered a boy his age with Farkil as he took him to the treatment room.

The armband is red in white with a large embroidery of "nurse" letters and syringe pictures. I'm a science nurse.

Two shadows stretch out in the afternoon sun.

"Ah, Dr. Malkov, hello."

"Hello, what's up?

He said he broke his nails with a wooden box.

The boy holding his left hand with a handkerchief nodded with his teeth.

"Oh... if you just wash the scratches and the handkerchiefs, I can help you."

I can help you, too Healing Wind

Farkil pulled [Magic Crystal] out of his pocket.

"It's very thick, but can I ask you a favor? Now, the healthcare workers and the helpers of the powerful people are busier in the clinic."

"Yeah. I still have somewhere else to go, so I can't do it forever, but while I'm healing her,"

"I'm glad."

When the young male nurse touched his shoulders, the boy's expression eased slightly.

The nurse slams the door with a stick hung on the wall of the treatment room.

"Hmm?

When the boy and Farkil were surprised, Senator Malkov smiled.

"It's okay. This cabin has Sound Protection applied. I can't hear you with a regular knock, so I'm going to vibrate you."

"Heh......"

It was a girl as old as high school who slightly opened the door. The white cloth wrapped around the arm is blue and embroidered with [singer].

You're bleeding. A bit of a wizard is paying me.... "

"I'll do the cleaning, thank you."

The greeting also entered the treatment room there.

"It's okay now. Take care of yourself.... you still have burn redness, so please stay a little longer."

A patient who has finished treatment after switching to the hospital comes out and asks the nurse to see her condition.

Three patients remained, including a boy who was sorted at the door and whose nails were broken.