It's all one flower.

"Brother, how many cookies do you sell? I'll make a price tag."

As soon as he got on the carrier and lowered his hips next to Leno, Tis took a pen and a notebook out of his bag. Gently tap my sister on the shoulder to make her punish me.

"Yes, sir. I'm shaking now, I'll see you later."

Tis nodded honestly and moved next to Amana.

... I sold it, it would be murky first, and I don't know the market.

Leno is not seriously going to sell it, but he reconsidered that he wouldn't be bothered by the wax not trying just to do it in front of Tis, in shape.

If it's a small village, there might be an old man who can buy it sympathetically.

I spoke to the Lacrimaris boy.

"Mr. Farkill, this one's a magical subject, but what's going on with prices?

"What? Oh, the...?

A boy who is stunned by something turns to this side of his face like a wake-up call from a dream.

Reno repeated the same question.

"Oh, oh, is it the price of things? If the pilgrims come to town often, you can make a deal with them."

"Is that just inside the Funalis Islands?

Leno got anxious.

... Oh, but we don't have a wallet anyway, and even if we do, we can't use Nemoralis money, the same cot?

"Hmmm... I could use it for the Glom City across the shore, but I didn't bring my wallet..."

"Oh, no, that's fine. That's fine. Never mind. In short, the city around here is good for bartering, right?

"It's the first time around here. I don't know, maybe not."

Farkill was sorry to bow down.

The former cities of South Zakart and Grom lie opposite the territory of Lacrimalis, the island of Negna. Northwest and southwest edges. It is a place where a boy of powerless people could not have come.

As to who these twelve were, they did not have the currency of Lacrimaris.

Leno smiled and thanked Farkill.

"Yeah, thanks. Now, if you can trade it for fuel or anything you need, it would be better."

When I look at Tis, the four girls look at each other and chat about something fun. Horrified by the way her sisters were in a good mood, Leno thought ahead.

... We're totally suspicious, so you're not going to be able to buy us anything.

Still, if we don't manage to get the fuel, we're going to get rid of the Nemoralis National Broadcasting event track, on Lacrimaris territory.

With a single line of hand, the highest replacement rate seems to be the wound drug made by Awellana. Ask the customer to prepare a container and make it in front of you, and they might buy it.

... No, you can't. In the first place, such a bunch of suspicious people, you wouldn't even get close.

If only the locals could avoid it.

If the police report you, and you're forcibly deported, it's still better.

Worst case scenario, it might be eliminated. The Lacrimaris are 90% wizards. If they magically attack you, there won't be a single one.

Captain Solgnac will surely intend to break up at the North Vieetfi Bridge. From there, as long as we can handle the interrogation, we can cross on foot to the Artel of the Kirkurus Nation.

If the driver Medvege follows the captain, the truck goes to Artel too, but I think that's fine.

Leno is in the middle of a normal car course and still can't drive. Cruillo doesn't have a license either. The pharmacist (dull) Awellana can use [leap], so she won't need a license.

It is horrible to imagine what it would look like to be seen in this country if the Kirkuls of a powerless people were known to be together.

So far they do not pray in the morning and evening or before meals. But I don't care when I let my mouth slip. I just wanted to break up with the four Kirkurs.

... war, when will it be over?

Leno snuck out a sigh of sighs so his sisters wouldn't know.