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In the end, there was too much difference in national power for me to sleep without any ideas.

"Go outside for a little change of mood"

One groans, and after leaving the Governor's Office, his gaze and legs turn to the square.

Sometimes I can see the street, or the woman doing the cookout.

She was cooking alone - and distributing meals to an ever-increasing number of alienated refugees.

There will be limits to what you can do alone, without asking anyone...

"Nevertheless..."

Where are we going to secure all that food from...

It's really not surprising.

As for the route most merchants have, the military is investing in the procurement of food, and from the outside, it shouldn't be easy to do this with food.

On the contrary, there's not supposed to be enough food.

- But there's no reason for the military to collect more food than they're using it in a cookout.

"Dear Kaisardo, what's wrong?

I guess I fell asleep at some point.

Yurika was looking straight at me when she woke up shaking her body.

"What can I do for you?

"No, you seemed a lot tired......, if you like"

What she's been offering is a water-cooked dish of vegetables flavored with a small amount of spice.

"It's a treat"

Pass the empty wooden vessel as you exchange words.

When she received the vessel, she was looking at me without moving from before me to say something...

"Something?

"Um... what does Master Kaizardo think of the way the Altrus continent is today?

"You think it's the continent of Altras now?

"Yes......"

"Ask no. The people are in the middle of a war, right? It's normal to think you're wrong, isn't it? I think he's cooking it out because he feels that way."

"Right..."

After returning a badly toothed reply, she showed a slightly more contemplative bare gesture,

"Dear Kaizardo, it's happening on Altras continent. Are you willing to stop the war?

- And he talks to me.

Stop the war - that means nothing more than frustrating the will to fight - very difficult content.

"Dear Kaisardo, I'm a little magical."

"Hmm..."

I didn't know a woman like my village daughter who seemed almost magical would teach me magic... but it came out big again.

"If you can tell me, I'd love to."

I run out of sleep or something extra.

"Okay. Well, there's a lot of people here, so it's a problem."

That's how she whines. I follow her.