It's all one flower.

Fiarlka, the haulier of the people of the lake, runs a sneaky finger on the tablet terminal. He looked in turn at the spellmaker and the spelldoctor Septentorio, Farkill, with green eyes, and told him in a quiet voice.

"I just got some information in there. Artel's army sent tank units."

"Uh... where?

Farkill's question trembles. Tensions ran to the curse shop owner and former military doctor, Septentorio.

"Lacrimaris Kingdom."

"What? Why?

The spellmaker listens with half a laugh.

"The missing demon asthma cannon... an example of the Artel army saying it was a magical creature was found in a forest near the city of Maust."

"So, tank, what are we gonna do with something out? If you're really a magical creature, you can't defeat a monster like that. You know what I mean."

"Did you also declare war on the Kingdom of Lacrimalis?

"Come on? It looks like it's still here, but there's a chance of something winning, so you tanked it out, didn't you?

Farkil listened flashly to the words exchanged by the three long-lived races of the people of the lake.

"You say you have a winning eye? You've got to be kidding me. You're gonna fight and sell to Lacrimalis around here, and the other Fluxinus countries are gonna shut up."

"Even if we don't join Lacrimalis as a direct force, if we stop all imports and exports with Artel and make him a soldier attack, there won't be a single mainlander."

"Now, if we seal off the southern bridge, won't we still, in time?

Spelldoctor Septentorio said, the two Lanterna Islanders turned their eyes round and looked at each other.

Fiarlka says in a teasing manner.

"Have you forgotten, Doctor? [Bee Horned Eagle (Bee Bear)] built a wall that doesn't prevent tank shelling, does it?

"If the mob in general were the opponent, like a bus or a passenger car, it would be easier to stop some of the first ones, but they ate a bunch of tank cannons, and that would be all that matters."

In the words of the two Islanders, the spelldoctor Septentorio nodded to be drooled.

... What are you going to do with a tank, even though it couldn't be a missile?

All I could think of was that Farkill had the Artel Army gone to shit.

As a matter of course, the Kingdom of Lacrimalis does not allow the passage of airspace by fighter jets either. If we land the tank troops on the island of Nenia, Lacrimaris will also join the war, whatever the reason.

The defensemen of the North Vieetfi Bridge have been hit by a group of warcraft, but their successors are supposed to be deployed.

Besides, in the Artel army, formed solely by a powerless people, we cannot fight demons and warcraft. It is tantamount to suicide, such as going to the woods of Tuman to find a demon asthma cannon.

The three long-lived races of the people of the lake were talking about unpleasant memories of how the Kirkuls' camp fought a powerful people against them during half a century of civil unrest.

"Also, are you willing to use poison gas and other chemical weapons?

"I don't know? The target is on Nenia Island, so if this island is just passing through, don't do anything about it, we're gonna need fewer dead people, right?

"And how many people would go out of their way to risk protecting Lacrimaris, even though they weren't attacked?

"But if the Lacrimaris army strikes back, the closest Artel territory is this island. Sooner or later, I don't think it's going to change getting into battle..."

I thought the curse doctor was right, and Farkill expressed his small agreement.

Fiarlka shook her head when she said it was outrageous.

"You're trying to stop the Artel army, and if they push you off, you're telling me you know what's gonna happen?

"If all the Islanders join forces and are brought into a protracted battle, you won't win."

I don't even think all Lanterna Islanders would agree to stop the Artel army. No, it would be rare (rare) for anyone to do such a thing for moral gain only.

Nor did Farkil, if he were a Lanterna Islander, want to set up an extra wave against his Artel army opponent.

Worst of all, the island of Lanterna is not the subject of an air raid by the Artel army. The Lacrimaris Army attacked them as enemy lands, and the Artel Army traitors... No, it was an island that pushed in the evil who originally used "evil". You'll be attacked here all the time.

... The Lanterna Islanders have sheltered Lacrimalis, so nothing seems to be a good idea.

Later, if it is also a guarantee that the island of Lanterna will become the territory of the Kingdom of Lacrimalis, there may be those who fight with their lives at risk, but I do not think there are those who move without anything.

"Er, the Artel Army has only a powerless people, right?

"Hmm? Ah. Boy, do you care?

"If that's the case, in the Tuman Forest, eaten by demons and all before fighting the Lacrimaris Army..."

As the middle school furkill pinched his mouth, the curse store owner grinned bitterly.

"Even those guys, if they're warcraft, can handle it to some extent. There's an entity, and it can hit a bullet. Except for eating with a bunch of demons, but if you're near the city, you're regularly exterminated."

"Then, for the time being, you should refrain from going outside to pick herbs, etc."

The spelldoctor Septentorio turns his attention to Farkill. The Kruillos said earlier that they had jumped out into the driveway, being attacked and killed by a warcraft. Also, it is not a good idea for everyone to return home far away, but to be found by the Artel army passing through the island.

Captain Solniak and his men rely on him, but since the operation was decided, the training has become more full-scale and the time for collection has been shorter. We're a few days away from deciding on an Aquillo base raid. The militant guerrillas may have refused to collect it.