It's all one flower.

Roark grew up hearing about the Autonomous Community from hidden Kirkurs adults visiting his parents' homes in prayer. They were also talking about the inhabitants of Barack Street with the same eyes as the couple of Lyabina Branch Chiefs of this star.

... Ah... I don't consider these people, the people of Barack Street, "human beings".

"The weak" to gather sympathy and elicit support from foreign followers, "victims" to justify attacks on Fraxinus and wizards, and "victims of persecution" used by the Republic of Artel as a pretext for war.

They only think of the inhabitants of Barack Street as "consumables" to accomplish their purpose, not as "living people with a heart".

... What are you trying to be a "martyr" for this time?

"People in the branches of the Autonomous Communities, they fight, right?

The star sign (servant) Lyabina Branch Manager cut the holy mark and nodded.

"It was safe. The factory resumed production. Mixed with raw materials and other materials coming to the port of Gryage, weapons and ammunition are well under procurement."

"The other guy is a wizard, the Star Way Prostitute couldn't, and you got some awesome weapon?

Somehow, I want to take measures before the Autonomous Communities become battlefields.

"To some extent. But a total mobilization of their wisdom and courage is impossible to achieve a complete victory.... Unfortunately."

The branch manager's wife gently tells him to teach.

"Those who use evil are cruel, ruthless and cunning. Hola, even in the capital, wizards kill each other. I'm familiar with the children's deaths."

... Isn't that the same thing as a suicide bomber with a star mark?

Roark swallowed up the words he hung out on and ate his teeth.

I just bumped Roark's personal thoughts on the star sign (Shibe) Lyabina Branch Manager couple and nothing will change. No, it could change for the worse.

"Are you sympathetic to the wizard child? Roark, you're really nice."

Comrades from the Autonomous Communities are ready for martyrdom to usher in a new era.

"A new era...... during this time, you said it at the party, didn't you?

Branch manager slapped Roark on the shoulder with a bright smile.

"You remembered very well. Boulders. The goal is to liberate the Autonomous Communities. I can't do that, but at the very least, it's an expansion of the Autonomous Community."

"Of the Autonomous Communities... Liberation?

Roark can't see what the branch manager is talking about. To a neck-leaning roak, the branch manager leaked a backward groan.

"Uh-huh... I mean, the liberation of faith. I can't blame you for believing in a saint... turning a Nemoralis into such a country."

"You, Mr. Rourke, the children born after the civil unrest only know what's going on."

To his wife's whisper, the branch manager coughed up one and said.

"I want you to lead and support people as priests in that new Nemoralis republic."

"The old man I met when I was traveling through Lacrimaris territory told me that before half a century of civil unrest, we weren't discriminated against because of differences in faith, and we were all neighbors to Hutu... you mean back in time?

The branch manager raised the edge of his lips and shook his head at Roark looking for him with his wife.

"We're always a race. I don't know such a long time ago, and there's nothing less athletic than your old 'good old days'."

"And then you say, 'Young people these days...' If you talked about those old days as memories, that old man must be a wizard of a long-lived race, right?

The star sign (servant) The Lyabina branch chief and his wife gently teach Roark, turning their eyes to see a poor child rounded by an old wizard.

"There's no way to put it back in time. That didn't work out, so there was civil unrest, right? Do you understand?"

"What we are aiming for is a new era. People without power can't be abused by those who use evil... they don't have to be humiliated because they don't have magic... those are the times."

I don't see the difference between the memories of the pre-civil unrest told by the spelldoctor Septentorio and the new era the star sign (servant) aspires to.

Roark was irritated by the couple, who didn't talk about the specifics with all their blurry ideals. Noticed the thorn of his gaze, the branch manager speaks.

"For example, there is now, as a matter of course, discrimination in employment between powerful and powerless people.... legally prohibited, but virtually wild because there is no punishment"

That is sometimes covered in newspapers. When Roark nodded, the branch manager explained in the face of the company manager.

"Of course, we are mechanizing to create an environment where the powerless people can easily work."

"Haven't you heard from our people, or adults who come to worship, who say that? Even though you do the exact same job, the powerful people have a real" magic allowance ”in the name of" maintenance allowance ", which makes a difference in salary..."

"Yes. To activate the [exorcism] of the company building..."

The branch manager nodded in the face of the company manager.

"That's right. If you're going to put your hand on a powerful people, it's an open secret that you have a framework for the recruitment of a powerful people, even though it's the same thing to buy a [magical crystal] with that money and hire a powerless people."

"Yes, a senior from high school... a powerless citizen said it was hard to get a job."

When Rourke nodded with a strange face, the branch manager, also president of the warehouse company, said wrinkling between his brows.

"Even if the powerless people complain about equal employment opportunities and equality, they can seal the objection 'to keep the building protected and keep their employees safe'. They are discriminated against by the same powerful people of Fluxinus."

"If those who are so abused are touched by the word of the saint, their souls must be saved."

... Are you willing to convert a people without the power of the Fraxinus?

There are many powerless people on the island of Nenia who have emigrated from Lacrimalis territory shortly after the end of the civil unrest. But in the view of the entire population of the Republic of Nemoralis, where everyone has converted to Kirkrus, they cannot be a majority.

Roark recalled the side of his brothers and sisters in a bakery praying at the Returning Refugee Center. Roark, who remained in the dining room alone at the radio's turn, watched them pray through the window.

... I don't think the store managers are going to convert.

"Hmm? Something bothering you?

"Er, I didn't think I was going to convert a self-employed person or anything..."

"Ha ha. I guess that's true if I just say get a job. There are so many unpleasant things about minorities being forced to live all over the place. Roark, you may not have noticed because you have the saintly teachings."

I thought back to myself if anything would have happened to Roark, but I couldn't think of anything in particular to say this. Evacuation life at mobile retailers was overcome by dangers and difficulties with help from all of us.

On the contrary, in the case of the city of Dossici, the pharmacist (dull) Awellana would have been more unpleasant.

Citizens of Dossici treated Awellana as a "magic drug maker" and pushed her over without any hesitation. If, at that time, Awellana remained in the truck, it would be horrible to imagine what kind of sight she would have been caught.

Roark shook his head small. The Branch Manager tells me that he has my intentions.

"Yes. I mean, with the saintly teachings, we get salvation. With the light of wisdom and knowledge, we will unleash a new era free from evil."

The Lady has overheard the Branch Manager's speech, but as usual there was no content.

... you think I would be in trouble if I accidentally leaked information and the operation failed?

I've been treated like a child since just now. Then, and Roark decided to put it through with a pure boy whose adult world knew nothing.

"I don't mind studying to be a clergyman at the seminary in Rufus, but I'm worried that if times were completely different when I graduated and went back to Nemoralis, I wouldn't be able to follow you, but would you let me know what would change while you were at school?

"Of course. That's why I gave you the e-mail addresses of Dr. Padsnyejnik. And I'm sure the big change will be in Artel's Holy Light newspaper, so you'll have to keep your eyes peeled for newspapers and Internet news."

"Isn't the Internet a letter?

I wonder to what extent this branch manager knows about the country and the internet.

In response to a question posing as Rourke's ignorance, the branch manager laughed and answered.

"I can do things. You'll be surprised when you get to Rufus."

"Various..."

Furkills show me, and I know a little bit about the functionality of tablet devices. At Rufus, he realized he would be suspicious if he didn't surprise him one way or another with all of it, and Roark tightened his expression.