It's all one flower.

After breakfast, Farkil offered the old lady Silva one paper cup with scratch pills. Silva does not receive it and gives him the note he put out of his apron pocket and says:

"This instead, please. I'm going to procure the boy's clothes now... well, I'll be back before lunch. Never go to Grandpa's room."

"Yes, please"

Sending Silva out, Farkill returned to his assigned room.

The front door was [locked] by the old lady Silva, so unless you say the euphemism, you can't open it.

Yesterday, I was able to disconnect the charger on the solar panel and charge it directly to the outlet. There is a self-powered device in this house. It was mainly used to keep the refrigerator and the TV on so the sleeping old man wouldn't get bored.

It's an artel-specified house, so the wiring's all over the house.

I noticed last night when I was trying to clean up my tablet device and I felt kind of lost.

The haulier hasn't heard back yet.

... I can wait until tomorrow, but if there's no less, I'll have to go directly and ask for it.

If you refuse with that, you'll have to redeem the wound medication on your own.

I wish they could pay me with web money, but if it was cash, I had to go to the agency and buy a prepaid card for a phone company.

Farkill searched for the nearest agency. Change words and place names over and over again. I typed wrong in a hurry, and each time I was exasperated by my own upset.

Give up and conclude.

... There is no Lanterna Island...

That's why it's out of the question, such as crossing the South Vieetfi Bridge. We'll have to limit the terms of payment to web money and look for a store or individual to buy it from.

... You're more certain to ask Silva, who is familiar with the local pretense, than I am to go elsewhere.

In a child's furkill, he may be deceived and taken away. They may look at my foothold and buy me down and not get to the price for a month. On the contrary, there were fears (perhaps) that could be wound up with magic and violence.

Farkill is a powerless people, a child. My helplessness itched, but I can't help it all. Besides, there was a lot to do while waiting for the haulier to reply.

First, clean up what the old lady Silva asked me to do.

I saw the note you just gave me.

Questions line up sloppily. They're all about the movement of the Lacrimalis kingdom. The questions were numbered, up to twenty-three. I'll also write the number behind the newspaper's folded ad and the body of the question just in case.

Farkill wrote each in as much detail as possible, directly, separating the primary information he saw and heard from the information on the net that compensated for it.

Items without primary information only wrote online information to that effect, only rumor levels on bulletin boards, and those with uncertain sources, honestly, only wrote "I don't know".

I could elaborate on the treatment of Nemoralis refugees within the Kingdom of Lacrimaris, but I do not know government policy or anything else.

... that grandma, find out something about lacrimalis, what do you think?

I didn't fall for the wax I would take care of for free, twisting my neck, but I wrote the answer as I was questioned.

Second, the hand that operates the tablet terminal stops.

There was a thread on the bulletin board that I hadn't visited in a long time that I was curious about. I accidentally opened it and breathed in the string that jumped into my sight.

[Artel] Witch hunting drones wiped out Zamaa wwww [Operation Scorched Earth]

Under the title of the joke, there was a serious body. It cites the news and bulletes the main points and questions.

The debate is now heating up about how the Artel army procured as many as four hundred and twenty drones and the inhumanity of the interception by the technique of [Sacrificial Spike], which requires sacrifice...

- It's only been thirty years since half a century of civil unrest. I just finally rebuilt them, all of them, and you don't have any money.

- Why did you tear up a war like dumping money in a dove?

- You said on the news to help the Kirkurs who are being persecuted in the Ristover Autonomous Region.

- It was decided before the building.

- You want a bronze mountain on Negna Island, don't you? There are deposits in the neighborhood of Listwer Autonomous Region, right?

- If you look at the map, you have a mine mark on the city of Zerneau.

- Territorial war? Now?

- To the boulder, I'm not stupid enough to fight and sell to Lacrimaris.

- Let's get back to it. How did you get four hundred drones if you didn't have any money?

- This is an image of the outing.

An image captures the formation of the drone taking off from the base and a link to the source is affixed. Farkill confirmed the address. It is a blogging service operated by a vendor in Artel. Do not follow the link and proceed to read Less in the bulletin board.

- It's a personal blog. Mirita of Artel?

- Are you okay with this? You didn't hook up to censorship often.

- Fine, I can see it.

- You're a rat. Going all the way to the visiting society.

Reading that, Farkill stepped on the link. Sure, it sounds like an individual military maniac's blog. In addition to the images reproduced on the bulletin boards, there were also abbreviations for the images and model names of numerous fighters and even the names of the ammunition they were equipped with.

From lines within Artel territory, sites in most countries are subject to browsing restrictions, while from other countries, sites with servers in Artel can normally be accessed.

... Confidential, or does this system dare you to take pictures to exaggerate your military power? Looks like it was all shot down.

At the base tour, they would only show their gear to the extent they could be shown. Individuals have less time spending on PR if they spread on blogs and SNS.

Farkill closed his blog and returned to the bulletin board.

Someone familiar with the military has written a detailed model name that wasn't in the blog description.

- The guy who molded off in Barbatum, you sold him off without demolishing him.

- About twenty years ago, right? You can still use it?

- It's made of barbatum because of its good performance.

- A small country like Artel would want enough to get his hands out of his throat.

Artel, whose land is vast, has many demons and cannot inhabit mountain forests and areas near the border with the southwestern Kingdom of Scootum.

The national power is about half that of our neighbor, the Republic of Lanista. Lanista covers only about a third of Artel, but has been generally peaceful for the last hundred years, more populated and more economically powerful than Artel.

Farkill searched by model name.

Confirm the image and name on multiple sites and nod that the information in the writing seems to be correct.

Used, for Artel, it's no different that it's expensive.

Every year, at the end of the year and at the time of the budget decision, news flows so persistently lamenting the lack of financial resources. When the argument for a tax increase arose, it had disappeared with the opposition of the common people.

Even the middle school furkill knows it's such a financial situation. When, I wondered if I had procured such a large number of drones.

... but it wasn't if I was such a dick.

Farkil picked up information that would serve as a supplementary explanation for the refugee support group in the Kingdom of Lacrimalis and made a note of the main points behind the flyer.