It's all one flower.

The demon soldier Rubel turned on the radio and stretched his spine toward the desk.

During the day, line up the lyrics I got for the returning refugee girl with a piece of paper that I wrote about the karma (Urobo) eh.

DJ's mild narrative and Nori's good songs streamed into one room.

By now, my colleagues will be listening to the same show.

Outside the window is a night covered in thick clouds.

Street lights and alert lights blur in the sky with no moon or stars.

Closed my eyes and listened to the squeezed radio, while I could taste the peace by forgetting that this was the barracks.

I am reminded that I do not see the end of the war in words similar to DJ's request postcard prayer to read.

"Please wait next, folks, this is the" Find out your hometown ”corner. Sent by the Nemoralis Construction Industry Association offering. Today's hometown is the village of Assaite -"

Rubel opened her eyes and held her pen. My hand slips, catches a pen bouncing like a surprised creature, and I correct my posture.

"Good evening, gentlemen. I'm Oratorix, a fostering investigator for the Lyabina Civic Orchestra. Tonight we are welcoming a wonderful guest on behalf of the chorus of those from whom we come"

A familiar woman's voice introduced herself.

Niptra Neumae.

It's Amiella.

The second is the calm voice of a big singer who says his coworker is a fan. The third voice was thin and somewhat hard to hear, but most of the listeners would not be around by now.

The demon soldier Rubel saw the delightful face of his colleague in his eyes and his cheeks loosened.

"My family was scattered by half a century of civil unrest. I was told that my sister's family was still alive, but I couldn't locate her."

Kill your breath and listen to big singer Niptra Neumae.

"But the other day, I finally met my sister's granddaughter. I'm afraid you won't be able to see this on the radio, but Amiella looks just like her sister Frisian theme when she was younger."

"I missed you in person, too."

DJ was timely and slapped a light mouth on behalf of the listener.

"Amiella took care of the souvenir photos taken by me, my sister and my best friend, my sister's notebook, and my best friend's letter, to escape the scourge of war and travel all the way to Wang Capital"

"I think there are a lot of listeners who are having the same difficulty"

DJ accompanied him in a strange tone, like someone else.

"The magic tool also allowed me to verify my identity. I couldn't see my sister again, but the song I was writing in our sisters' notebook pulled me and Amiella together."

"There was another lyric in the notebook, but the main melody is the same as Asaete Village's foster song" Tears of the Goddess ”"

DJ follows Oratorix's voice.

"Tonight, we bring you the lyrics to the foster song version. Now, gentlemen, listen up. Three soprano singers, Olatrix, Niptra Neumae, and Amiela, are the fostering songs of the village of Asaeto," Tears of the Goddess. "

There is no prelude and the piano accompanies it modestly.

The three soprano simulations drifted as a thread to stitch the night chi.

"A loose water strip."

A new lake (Mizumi) will emerge in the sand as a result of exploring the light water vein (Mio) of the Blue Bull

A dry dragon oak (kashi) sinks into the lake (Umi) of Lacus... "

Rubel followed the lyrics with her eyes as she sang together in her heart and took the lid off the pen.

"Caged in this prayer bead (occasionally)

I'm still in this lake... "

The lyrics I wrote on the paper were as I remember them. My breath leaks unexpectedly.

The part I know is over, and the power cages in my hand holding the pen.

The three singing voices overlapped in one and shook Rubel's heart.

"Sad vows and endless tears."

I will never go home... "

Unexpectedly, the noise ran at the same time as the sound of something being cut off, making the song inaudible.

"Oh, come on!

I don't know. I sit back and look down at the radio.

The polling station dial wasn't working at all.

Keep your hips down and reach for the radio. As soon as that happened, I heard the announcer I was used to hearing. I push tension, I can't kill it. I wind up in an upside down condition.

"I'm in the middle of a show, but I'll give you some extraordinary news. Just now, according to unconfirmed sightings, Congress -"

The base siren sounds and the audio is scratched off.

Rubel turned off the power and kicked the chair and stood up.

"The seizure of power (coup d 'état) took place in the capital, Cravel! The security forces will be equipped immediately, call in place, and the other units will be ready for deployment, standing by! Repeat…"

The whole hotel broadcast squeaks in my stomach.

Demon costume soldier Rubel changed from sleeping roll to military uniform.

Magic moves over to embroidered spells of protection of all kinds and feels tight.

When I opened the window, I got signs of a rush on the wind at night and stuffed my breath.

Once integrated into the security forces, they must also point their weapons at the people.

... a coup? At a time like this, what are you thinking!

Bite your back teeth and dampen the urge to yell at traitors who have no information whatsoever.

In the war against the Artel Lanista coalition, now is the time for the entire Nemoralis people to stand united.

Moreover, some inhabitants of the northern part of the island of Nenia had become refugees and were in exile from the country.

Large numbers of refugees still come to Lacrimalis and Amitostigma.

If the country dies like this, they may indeed mourn their place of return.

Today, those children who had just returned home risked their lives to return to their country only if they thought the capital was at peace. How diminishing it would be if we were to escape the country again.

... who, for what?

My head turns bright white and I can't think of anything.

I closed the window and looked to the desk in an attempt to quell my thoughts of emptying.

Take the running writing of the lyrics and sing in your heart.

... loose water strips (eh)

A new lake (Mizumi) will emerge in the sand as a result of exploring the light water vein (Mio) of the Blue Bull

Dry dragon oak (kashi) falls into the lake (Umi) of tears (Lacus)

Caged in this prayer bead (occasionally)

There are tears in this lifeless water.

sad vows and endless tears

I will never go home...

Thoughts are smashed into repeated broadcasts. I can't seem to remember what the “I'm never going home” thing was.

... If the regime changes, you don't know how Amitostigma, who is now friendly in supporting the refugees, or Lacrimaris, who is keeping me neutral, will work, do you?

If a part of the regular army has beeped up, the reason is that it has been paralysed not to directly attack the mainland of Artel... around.

If so, total war becomes inevitable.

The Kingdom of Lacrimalis, sandwiched between the two countries, will be involved without refusal. No, the demon asthma cannon had already escaped, sown and caught the seeds of a raging wind tree.

If Lacrimaris happens, the neighbouring countries will not shut up either.

Hunan Region...... No, if all nations that believe in Fraxinus join the battle to protect the Holy Land, there will be no place on the banks of Lake Lacus where they can live in peace.

... The Seven Kingdoms of Hubei are full of demons of the Three Kingdoms to contain. I wouldn't join the war because I wouldn't be involved in a human dispute, but I'd also refuse to tolerate refugees.

Even if national governments do not intervene in this war at national level, believers who have made pilgrimages to the Holy Land will join the war individually.

If so, how will there be a Kirkuri nation on the Alton Gaza continent?

Rubel exhaled, a hoarded breath in her chest.

Sing low and carve the lyrics from earlier into your heart.

The same melodies are repeated after "I will never return", which follows the "sad vows and endless tears" part. It seems easy to remember, easy to make mistakes.

Demon soldier Rubel kept singing until the door was knocked.