It's all one flower.

The July heat was tight, but the plant's vitality is abundant and the garbage bags fill up one after the other. In the grass of annoyance, the sleeves of winter clothes (so on) are not as cool as rolled, and they are all sweaty.

"It's time for a drink of water..."

"Shh!"

Captain Solgnac shuts Leno up and makes him crouch with a hand gesture. The four of them followed the instructions, not sure. A different sweat from the heat conveys the temples.

The captain picked up the stone under his feet. At the end of the line of sight is the square. There was a group of waterfowls descending on the meadow. Probably because the shore is close. Relax. I'm stuck with the grass.

Captain Solgnac kills the footsteps and steps, approaching the square. I still don't know if it's because of illusion or the group of water birds.

The captain kept throwing stones.

Bare the illusory trees and unintentionally strike the waterfowl stumbling through the grass. Hits one head, body flies diagonally. A bird who noticed the anomaly flew in unison, raising a warning and a consternation.

Boy soldier Morph and Medvege also pick up stones and throw them full of strength at a group of flying birds. Morph's stone did not even scratch, and Medvege's stone hit the bird's torso, but it could not be dropped.

In the square where the group flew away, there were two well-winged bird carcasses left behind.

"That's all there is, just two."

Captain Solniak mocks himself and goes to pick it up. Boy soldier Morph rushed after him. Spread the mouth of a new garbage bag as Medvege grins bitterly.

Leno exhaled heavily. He didn't know, and he had power on his shoulder. Roark is just surprised.

Normally I don't get birds that way.

"Thank you. We have meat to treat, and we should go back."

"Right."

Leno joined hands with Medvege and Roark with Juvenile Soldier Morph and delivered them to the villa's garden. Leno keeps the bag and rushes back to Captain Solgnac, who is left alone.

The Lenos of the powerless people will never be able to cross without tools such as [the crystal of magic]. This step, separated by [the junction], was further than the distance or the other journey (Minori).

"Thank you for waiting"

"No, I don't mind."

"... you know, like earlier, in training?

"Necessarily, yes. We can get rid of the birds that raze the fields and procure food as well. Two birds a stone."

"The field... were you a farmer?"

"It's about my childhood. What do you do when you hear such a trick?"

It is not a blame tone. A purely directed question stabbed my heart, and Leno was stuck in a response. I can't hold it off full, pick up the bag I left behind, and push the words out of the back of my chest.

"I also thought in that canal that the captain, unlike the rest of the Star Way Prostitute Army, was something different..."

Eyes in a quiet light prompted Leno ahead.

As far as I've said, I can't pull back any more. Leno decided to say it thoughtfully. Stretch your spine and gaze back at your eyes as clear as a lake.

"I don't know what to say... I'm a Kirkur, but I'm not a fanatic wacko... you're saying that the type of terrorism is completely different from the star mark (servant)..."

It is the same to the point where we have bound ourselves on the basis of faith, but with completely different principles and purposes of action.

The Kirkurist fundamentalist group designated as an international terrorist organization, the Star Mark, was designed to eradicate wizards who use evil (ah) shiki (purposefully).

The star path proselytizing army of the autonomous community of Listver appears to have risen from a state of imminent death, deprived of liberty and minimum guarantees of life with the biased policies of the Nemoralis government.

"I wasn't killing a wizard for faith, I stood up to protect my life and my faith... like..."

"But the result is the same thing. I took your city and your family, and this one is devastated. There's no winner, there's nothing to gain..."

I lay down my eyelashes when I said it was just a vain battle. Eyes of the same colour as the lake.

Leno put the question he had been accumulating in his chest in his mouth.

"I burned the shop, and my father and mother... but I don't know why, but for some reason, I don't hate the captains."

Captain Solniak raises his eyes.

"It's supposed to be a vendetta, but I don't like being around like this and doing something with you."

"Right. I don't know anyone else, but I don't dislike working with and helping wizards."

The perimeter fluttered and the heated air moved.

"At an early age, I lived in a rural area near the city of Rachka. Even during the civil unrest, he played with the neighborhood wizard child without thinking about it. If my parents find me, they'll scold me, so don't tell me. Morphs, I don't know what the younger generation thinks of you or the wizards."

During the bundle, Captain Solgnac's eyes, with a pranky grin, gaze somewhere far away, not here.

Leno looked up at the phantom tree, unable to say anything unforgivable, even without hatred. Summer sunshine falling unobstructed shoots the coloured eyes of the earth. Leno narrowed his eyes and did not divert his gaze from the invisible blue sky.

"Hey, are you okay?"

It's Medvege's voice. I'm worried I'll be home late. The two joined hands and crossed [the line].