With a load of flour, Holo and Lawrence head deeper into the north, arriving at the town of Tereo, searching for an abbey with information on Holo's home.
Oh. Right, right. It was flour.
صحيح، صحيح. كان طحيناً
Oh. Richtig, richtig.
Es war Mehl.
Ah, cierto. Harina, eso era.
Ah, cierto. Harina, eso era.
Mais oui, où avais-je la tête ?
C’était du blé.
Ah, sì! Ma certo! Il grano!
Ah, certo, certo. Era trigo.
Ах да! Припоминаю!
Пшеница родная.