It's all one flower.

Today we divided the thirty into several groups and were acting differently.

Magic Warrior Guards...... Oriol, Ultr, and Par Little [jumped] to the mainland of Artel at the same time as dawn and have not yet returned. Only the people of the lake, Journitol, remain, near the base of the abandoned building, teaching the wizards of the guerrillas how to use the technique of [manicured water] in battle.

Several voices of the same spell were heard in the ears of the boy soldier Morph, who was in a room on the second floor of the base, as well as water noises.

Juvenile soldier Morph teaches the newcomer guerrillas of a powerless people how to use and care for guns. The other day, the eight brought in by the old lady, Silva, with clever hands and hands, performed the disassembly and care of the gun and assembly without difficulty.

Captain Solniak uses the ruins still in their original form in this northern city of Zakart to train the guerrillas of the powerless people who have been around for a long time in the strategic strategy of the building.

Sometimes, I got the sound of an automatic small gun firing on the wind. In the meantime, the guys who went on their own to raid another base came replenishing ammunition, so I guess they could afford to train live ammunition.

The manager of Leno is refused by the spellmaker "because he can no longer ask for it" and remains at the base of the island of Lanterna.

Funeral home Agoni has also acted differently and is not in the stronghold of the city of North Zakart, which was abandoned in an air raid.

... the day after tomorrow, right?

Aquillo base raid operations were imminent at present, but for some reason, everyone's air seemed lukewarm to the boy soldier morph.

The target Aquillo base is located at the northwest end of the mainland of Artel, on the Langoust Peninsula, the closest air force base to the island of Nainia.

If we fall here, we will reduce the damage caused by air strikes in the Republic of Nemoralis, but the regular army of Nemoralis has not attacked Artel territory since the beginning of the war in February.

"Hey, boy. You're going to crush some big base the day after tomorrow, aren't you?

"Are we supposed to do something so liberal?

"With everyone else, practice actually busting this guy...... don't you have to?

The new guerrilla is naturally in a hurry.

The boy soldier Morph calmed down and looked around at the eight adults.

Three Gatais like former manual workers are good, and the other five are not. The age was small, with some young people in their twenties and fifty tangled old men.

Old lady Silva and guard Oriole follow the boy soldier morph very closely for what he has included.

"I did it two days a day, and the captain said I didn't have to force myself to try to defeat my enemies because I didn't have enough training."

"He said you can't take down enemies... So what do you want me to do?

An old man frowns.

"Coverage shooting during spell casting. Still, just wearing it, it's heavy and dull, right?

"Ah... oh well, yeah"

"Follow me a little late and give me bullets and stuff is also inside the mission. Wizards, trained people, support in the field, and backwards support. The captains said it was important to share roles."

He seemed half convinced by the boy soldier Morph's explanation, but an old man his age or so, slapped his fist on the floor.

"I'm here about your grandmother because I want to avenge my wife and child! I'll let you do whatever you want!

"If I pop up on my own, I won't get magic cover and I'll be in the hive before I hate you..."

"What's wrong with that! Why are you going to base attack?

... this old man was going to die from the start?

Boy soldier Morph seemed to look at himself before and something cold stared at the bottom of his belly. Try to explain in a quiet voice.

"Crush Aquillo Base and we'll reduce the damage from the air raids, sss. That way, fewer people feel sad like their grandmothers. Even children who lose their parents..."

"But oh..."

"I'm home. Things have changed. Send for the captains."

Turning around, there was an Oriole figure at the door. A blank t-shirt sticks with sweat, and you can clearly see the tight muscles. Soon, the water sounds and the voice of the spell stopped.

"Things have changed, is that it?

"Before I explain, let me get dressed"

Boy soldier Morph stood up reluctantly, told everyone to clean up, and went to get Captain Solgnark.

This morning, the Orioles three wizard guards [jumped] to the capital Frussia and nearby cities, dressed in "ordinary clothes" like those worn by the Artels to avoid being suspected.

Weapons stolen from Artel army bases and police stations were planted with transmitters as an anti-Nemoralist guerrilla measure. To remove the transmitter and disturb the place where unspecified people gather, such as the market, or the bus that travels.

The three men planted multiple transmitters everywhere in separate cities.

After lunch, he rendezvoused in the city of Lanterna Island to meet the supporters who had finished the work and requested information.

"A unit of tanks was crossing the South Vietofi Bridge."

Olyor said with a dark face to everyone back at base. He is dressed in a security company uniform with a defensive spell or something sewn in.

Moving to the widest room on the ground floor, apart from manager Leno and funeral home Agoni, the executive unit and rear support personnel of the base raid operation are assembled.

Everyone waited for the continuation of Oriol's story.

Security guard Oriol just looks around at everyone with a troubled face and can't really talk. The latter two, Par Little, stroked his black beard and Ultr looked at Captain Solgnac with his eyes like he was asking for help. Captain Solgnac gives Ultr his face-to-face consent and asks Olyor a question.

"Size and march destination, what's the target of the attack? Is that an increase in the defense team?

"The number... is about ten... now, maybe more..."

"To purpose, don't you see?

The three looked at each other with an indescribable look.

... What are they? The reply is "I know" or "I don't know," isn't it one in two?

Boy soldier Morph was irritated by the wizard guard's unsweetened attitude. The militant guerrilla old men also watch the guards as they let their temples snap. A gaze pointy in frustration and doubt stabbed the three of them. The three of them don't say anything but restrain each other in some way.

... I stopped training on purpose. This is it. This isn't Hippo.

Captain Solniak asked another question.

"How was the transmitter installation?

"Oh, they left that without finding out."

Oriol replied with a horrified face that the subject had changed. The captain quickly folds.

"Then you went to see some supporters of Lanterna Island, didn't you? Did you meet him?

"Yep... well, for once..."

"For once? Didn't you get the information?

"About the tank, the Islanders rubbed it and said it wasn't the other way around..."

... What the hell?

Boy soldier Morph tilts his neck and sees the wizard guards. One of the old guerrillas finally raised his voice.

"Why are the people on the island taking notes?"

"No, it's none of our business."

"Don't bother calling me back."

"Just say it!

"This isn't Hippo!

"The operation is the day after tomorrow!

I was overflowing with dissatisfaction like bucket of water from one voice. Some of them float their hips.

The three were not frightened by the curse of the guerrillas. Security guard Oriol tightens his expression and reports to Captain Solgnac.

"Talking about supporters, Artel's army is headed to the woods in southeastern Nenia, near the city of Maust. They say the target is a demon asthma cannon."

The air in the room froze.

One breath down, questions and anger fly, and the noise begins who doesn't know what they're talking about. Juvenile soldier Morph moved next to Captain Solgnark, with his mouth in his ear.

"Something, a lot, I don't know. S...?

Captain Solgnac lowered his eyes toward the guerrillas and shook his head small.