It's all one flower.

In the tight air, the calm voice of the Wentz priest hits the ears of seven devout followers of the eastern diocese.

"The Architecture Chapter corresponds to the school of [Suspension Suspension Suspension Suspension Suspension] in the classification of spiritual wing groups."

The priest in charge of the eastern parish of the Autonomous District of Listver gives an overview of the formation of the spiritual wing group and the scholarship, so as not to read a passage of the Scripture.

Seven people and the owner of the newspaper shop, who were called as Hoshido craftsmen's candidates, listened to the fact that no one would have been informed for the first time.

"The saint was designated as the evil (ah) shiki (work) by the school of the [Abyss of the Peacock (Hibari)] who created the monsters of the three worlds. I was strictly commanded to weaponize the magical creature and not to cause trouble again."

Priest Wentz waited for the word to permeate the believers.

"The saint Kilcruz did not deny the magic itself. Likewise, I'm not saying you can kill a wizard."

It was repeated in the re-education of the sign of the stars, and their folly, and the stories that came out of the mouth of the Feretulum priest.

Of the seven believers, two young men moved their necks vertically without hesitation.

"The saint was strictly warned that magic would never again be abused by war."

"It was written as the Book of Hoshido that even we people without power can use magic with the help of a powerful people."

Hoshido artisan Kufushenka said, a man with no knee turned a scared eye.

Well then, is that the store manager? Witch...?

"I don't have magic, so even if I embroider magic signs and spells with my hands, the effects of Enchantment won't be revealed."

"Then why...?

The doubts and confusion deepened among the seven successor candidates.

The two priests silently took their sights full of fear and suspicion.

The owner of the newspaper has long questioned the interpretation of the fundamentalist doctrine advocated by the star sign. After the Nemus Liberation Army raid, he had the opportunity to learn more about the secrets of the Scripture and convinced himself.

Calm down and keep an eye on things.

It seems that the thoughts of the seven are in a state of footsteps.

And priest Wentz scrolled the scripture, and showed the second place where he sandwiched it.

"The sewing chapter corresponds to the school of the wizard's union, the [knitting reed (yoshikiri)]. Everything in the Scripture has no magical effect, just because the powerless people made things as described here."

"Does it mean anything...? That's not true...."

The youngest woman gazed down at the pattern of the clergyman's clothes and murmured.

"With the help of the Wizard, you can get life-saving effects such as Enchantment ."

A man holding himself with a cane of both hands opens his eyes.

"Well, then, the person who read the Bible at that time...!

"That's right. He came with Sensei from the Civil Hospital to learn about the Nemus Liberation Army operation and save us... a wizard."

Two men with limited legs look around the reception room. There are no powerful words or curses in this modest room. The oldest woman squeezed out her voice with a crying face.

"Ah, um... you called me at the corner, but, um... after all, magic, um... I'm scared..."

"I'm not forcing it. Thank you for your guidance to others so far. Thank you in advance."

When the priest answered with a gentle smile, a soothing tear was shed on her cheek.

Second, an elderly woman bursts into tears with a trembling voice for the same reason. Supported by the previous woman, she left the reception room repeating her apology.

... after all, in a year or so, the fear planted on the star symbol (Shifu) will never go away.

The Ferrettrum priest sent from the cathedral talks about the difference between evil and righteous every time he worships. However, I still don't understand Hunan and speak common language.

Many eastern parishes have been deprived of opportunities to learn because of poverty.

As long as time permits, people who are fluent in common languages, such as Kufsinka, bankers' wives, university students, etc., try to interpret simultaneously, but not all Autonomous Communities can go to church during the time of worship.

Perhaps many generations will have to pass until the consciousness of the inhabitants is completely changed.

"How about everyone else?

Looking around at the five remaining Wentz priests.

"Well, I don't know how to learn from this body, and I don't hire anyone, but if you like me, I'll try my best."

A man in his twenties with two canes leans down with a lowly smile. There was no tip from one ankle. The bottomless hem of his pants sways with his fear.

"At least I know that you've doubled your efforts, worked politely, and taught your patience to people you don't know. Don't say it's you, from now on, as a sewer, keep your chest up."

The young man raised his face with the voice of Kufsinka and opened his mouth, but he could not speak.

A woman with burn marks on her face presses her cheek and says.

"I'll do my best, too. Please teach me how to become a star craftsman."

"Mm... study... after all, do I have to be able to read?

A man who could not bend one knee due to burns saw the priest with a troubled face.

"The path of the Holy Star is laid before those who have the will to learn"

"I'm not a fine monkey, but if you're not full while I study, I can still work on it."

"That will... the feeling of working hard is the key."

The old nun nodded deeply.

"Don't worry, we have the rations as always. The fruits of your studies lie ahead of the path you've been trying to take."

The bright voice of the priest brightened the faces of the two men.

A woman in her thirties raises her eyebrows.

"If it's a knitted fabric, I can swim, but I'm not very confident in sewing....."

"I'm not forcing you, but do you think you can practice your bad tricks?

When the nun asked carefreely, she thought deeply about the wrinkles between her eyebrows.

The last woman, a woman in her 40s, also said with a troubled face.

"I don't know how to do this kind of embroidery. I'll try it once, and if it looks good, I'll practice."

"Yeah. Now, I'll bring you the drawings and the ingredients for practice later."

Kufshenka said that a woman who was good at knitting raised her hand small.

"Can I decide after that, too?

"Yes, of course."

There were two who refused with summary judgment, two who withheld, one who did not learn, but whose will was sufficient, and two who decided to prepare. More responsive than I thought, Kufshenka stroked her chest down.