It's all one flower.

The next morning.

One line of mobile broadcaster Praethermassa, after breakfast, quickly cleaned up the simplified tent and the like, and westbound on the Ougali Old Road.

DJ Rafe drives an FM Cravel wagon to spearhead a state-broadcast event track.

... Lacus Nenia's private soldiers are waiting... what a coincidence, right?

Pharmacist (dull) Awellana shook off a dark thought in the passenger seat of a wagon car.

Funeral home Agoni sits in the passenger seat of the truck, indicating that the people of the lake will accompany him.

The cabbage fields were deserted this morning.

As taught, go straight down the path in the field. Through the cabbage fields, he was caught in the woods again. After all the twisting two-lane roads, the village appeared abruptly.

Surrounded by low earthen walls, with stone gates, lined with small houses in bungalows.

Up to that point, I saw a splendid temple in the back, the same village I had seen before.

... Why is there such a big temple here?

Two villagers yesterday, in a stone gate with a spell engraved on it, wait for a line. Parked all ten meters in front of him, and DJ Rafe rode himself out the driver's window.

"Good morning. It's a mobile broadcaster, Praethermissa."

"A line of mobile broadcaster Praether Missa, come through. Okay!

One person removes one line of mobile broadcasters from the subject of [one way] hung on the stone gate and the other invites them in a big gesture.

Rafe slowly put the FM Cravel wagon car in the gate.

Two villagers move to a small run in front of an intrusion vehicle and direct them.

It was on the side mirror that the state-broadcast event truck followed with a vehicle distance open.

"Stop!"

The two guides led us to the village's central square.

It's quiet around and there's no sign of people.

All the way back in the village, the white temple with the blue sky and the young leaves of the woods on its back stands together.

DJ Rafe stopped the engine and put his face out the window.

"Thanks for the induction. It's a fine temple."

"Naturally."

"It's under your jurisdiction."

"Will you let us come too?

When Awellana opened half the passenger seat window and asked, the two looked at each other.

"I had the opportunity to see the observations of the neighbouring countries and from half a century of civil unrest I learned that the water level on Lake Lacus continued to drop. So, I'm here at the temple where I was going."

"Now Mon from the village is here."

"Ask the elders later."

The two men left in the guide avoided judgment. I can't read from the look on their faces what they themselves think.

... we're in private property on our own, and it doesn't seem pleasant and natural, does it?

As a trespasser, I could have just not been stuck out by the police, rethinking, and got out of the wagon car with Rafe.

From the truck carrier, lower the simple tent for the monument and the long pipe chair to order the merchandising.

Announcer Jorch, DJ Rafe and employee Cruello are ready for broadcast in a small room behind the carrier.

As Medvege operated the switch and raised one side of the carrier, the villagers opened their green eyes and were impressed. Originally, spare sheets were folded into the fittings for hanging the lighting fixtures, making it a curtain for concealing the tools.

By the time it was ready, an old man and a young cleric showed up yesterday, and then a group of green hairs came into the square.

"Good morning. Nice to meet you today."

"Do you have kids?"

Manager Leno greeted him lovingly by stopping his serving hand, but the elders glanced at the morphs and snapped their noses.

"It's been burned out by air raids, there's a lot going on, and it brings mobile broadcasters and mobile distributors together. Oh, I'm Reno, manager of the mobile retailer Praether Massa."

Various colors showed sympathy, pity and contempt for the villagers of the former direct jurisdiction. There are many complicated expressions that are difficult to say.

The items for sale are the cookies I just baked this morning, the vanilla tea I picked yesterday, the crawler's cage, the cloth bags I got in the replacements, the notebooks and pencils, the erasers, the dry batteries of each size, the powder of the bark and the charcoal of the Warcraft I made yesterday, and the [Tears of the Warcraft] I bottled.

The children of the powerless land people gaze at the adults of the lake people with their tense faces. Were you sent home first, or there were no women and children in the hedgerows farther around the mobile broadcaster Praether Missa.

Funeral home Agoni takes a step forward.

"Thank you, village chief, for allowing the broadcast in this village yesterday"

"Lord, was it a funeral parlor"

The elder's eyes are poured on the [white butterfly] school badge (today) that shines on Agoni's chest.

"After being burned out, there was a lot going on, and now I'm helping Mr. Joolucci"

Agoni explains in an altered tone, hitting and changing from his usual condition.

The green-haired hedgerow went out of his way.

"Mr. Joorci?

"Of national broadcasting?

"You're alive."

... You really didn't know who was broadcasting it.

I am not sure of a situation where only the existence of a mobile broadcaster can convey it.

The powered sound of the generator scratched out the whispers of the villagers.

After finishing adjusting the equipment, employee Cruillo and state-owned broadcast announcer Jorch get off the carrier. The two looked around at the green hedge, looking at the unspoiled sale.

Cruello stands beside Amana, and Padorik and Aviace go up to the roof of the truck instead.

Jorch saw the two supporting the transmitting antenna and moved forward in the microphone stand.

"Good morning, everyone. I'm Joorci, the announcer."

I also heard a greeting from the radio I put in the merchandising seat, combining a microphone test without any problems.

"While you're busy today, I'm afraid you'll be staying with the mobile broadcaster Praether Massa on its live public broadcast. Thank you very much for your permission to broadcast, despite your sudden offer."

The moment I heard the announcer's voice, surprise and joy spread to the villagers, but the expression of the elders and clerics was, as always, stiff.