It's all one flower.

White houses line the loose slopes and continue as far north as Lake Lacus. Street and garden trees are full of evergreen trees and add color to the white city.

If you stare, the almonds and other things in the other gardens completely shed their leaves and told the story of the winter visit.

Amitostigma incorporates quite a bit of scientific civilization, but is originally a magical civilization. Both this house and the neighborhood houses where the fur kills would be taken care of were comfortable even though there were many spells and curses engraved on the walls and no air conditioning or heating equipment.

Today is a weekly rest day, and Farkill is forbidden from entering the computer room.

Instead, Amitostigma volunteers and Nemoralis refugees were working on entering the questionnaire.

I have no choice, so I mess with the tablet terminal in the given room.

I haven't logged into SNS in a week and see how published survey results respond.

- With a slight force, I donated.

- I pray every day that we will be at peace soon.

A word or two, the message had been sent, but the response was incomparably weak when we unveiled the national health gymnastics alternate, "Let's Sing Together".

... even though it's winter and there aren't enough clothes, blankets, pills, home and protective system curses at all.

For the majority of ordinary people, the video of the song and the results of the survey made it painful to say that the degree of interest was completely different.

The video is fun to watch with a passive attitude and only takes a few minutes, but it takes time and guts to read through the details and enormous amount of material properly.

The more detailed the findings, the higher the hurdle. Busy people would give up just looking at the number of pages.

... I hope you're looking at the graph in the summary and the color-coded maps of the damage pictures and refugee distribution.

How many people will take a hard look at the current situation in the refugee camps in Amitostigma and in the people who come to the temporary shelter of the Kingdom of Lacrimalis.

Fraxinus denominational officials, administrative officials around the Amitostigma government and camp, as well as some university officials and the media, volunteers and international organizations, apparently read it thoroughly.

After the release, more supplies were gathered than before, because they organized the information and communicated it to all the places concerned.

Even shortly after the Hunan Economic Newspaper gave an overview of the survey results, there was a slight increase in donations and volunteers, and the Farkills could realise that the hardships were not wasted.

Telecommunications companies, such as the Time Stream News Agency, also distributed data on the results and passed them on outside the area around Lake Lacus.

... but it's not enough at all.

The sighs leak unexpectedly.

The painful hand of the Nemoralis army's great defeat in the fighting in the western shores of the island of Nenia was enormous.

Survivors of air raids and residents of the northern and eastern shores of the island of Nemoralis and the Kingdom of Lacrimalis, as well as refugee camps in Amitostigma, have fled.

Since Lord Sheratan intercepted a large formation of drones in the summer and Oriol and other militant guerrillas devastated Aquillo base, air raids have been lurking for over three months.

The city of Gardenia and the city of Topoli on the eastern shore were massive attacks in which people returned and were in the process of being rehabilitated and rebuilt.

... You're breaking my heart.

There was a coup d 'état in the capital, Cravel, and the government forces are also forced to take a hand in its response. People's anxiety naturally increases.

After the coup d 'état, the Lacrimalis government did not abolish the refugee transport vessels and changed their place of departure to the port of Racica. In its city of Rachka, an extraordinary government is placed.

... Mr. Fiarlka said everyone's safe so far, but won't he come this way?

We found out about the mobile distributor Praethermissa, which was divided in the Wang capital Lacrimaris, but the story of the haulier Fiarluca was that he could not decide what to do now.

Cruillo and Amana heard that they were reunited with their father and Farkil was as happy as I am, but the pharmacist Awellana and the bakery brothers and sisters seem to have yet to find a family.

I want to find my family. I don't know how they feel.

But now that there are frequent air raids by the Artel Army and coups by the Nemus Liberation Army, as well as terrorist attacks by the Kirkurist fundamentalist group Star Mark (Shinobi), it was no surprise that if we stayed within the Nemoralis, we would have lost our lives whenever.

The threat is not just to the human armed forces.

The demon who ate the body has become a warcraft, attacking people everywhere.

Government forces had been taken by the war and the coup d 'état, and the defense against demons had become weaker.

Almost seems to leave it to private operators, but it depresses me when I think about guard Oriol. How long do vendors remain in the country that can fight demons and warcraft to protect people from the outside world?

From the tired face of the spelldoctor Septentorio, he inferred that the refugee camp was also difficult to say safe, but at least there were no air raids by the Artel army.

... No. If you don't do something, you won't be pulled to the wrong side of your mind.

Farkill left the given room and went to the room where the needle Amiellas worked.

"Mr. Amiela, Mr. Sarotka. Can I have a word?

"Yes. What's up?

Amiella the needle stopped her hand sewing her clothes and turned to her face. Does the apprentice Sarotka intend to leave Amiella to deal with this one? Look at this one as a chill and immediately return her gaze to her old clothes and continue the mending.

"I don't mind working on it, but can you tell me about the refugee camp?

"Uh... I've only been there once, Mr. Sarotka is better..."

When Amiela waved the story, Sarotka stopped her hand and turned her face to Farkill. Beyond the mountain of old clothes, four of the idle units "Bouquets of Peace" were also moving needles at their best.

"What can I tell you about camping?

"How's everyone doing...... so much more, right?

"Uh... suddenly there's been an increase, and my house, my clothes, my blanket, everything's missing, and it's cold already, and it's a lot of trouble"

Farkil got more and more into the answers as expected, but regained his mind and pulled out the latest information after the survey was collected.

"How are people doing without a home?

"A tent with a spell...... erm... someone from the U.N. before...? Something a foreign organization gave me, and it's a cloth, but it can protect me from demons and stuff... but there's not enough tents at all, like sleeping on the floor of a rally or clinic, or letting me live in a house I know that came first..."

Sarotka, a native of the Listwar Autonomous Region, explained, tilting his neck.

... a tent with a spell...? Oh, do you embroider the garment of [knitting reed cuts] or [nesting suspension (cake)] or the defensive system technique of hanging on the house? That would be a lot safer than a roundwood cabin without any surgery.

Farkill listens as he makes up for the words in his head and confirms his uncertainties.

"So, everybody, you can sleep in a place protected by surgery, right?

Sarotka shook her head sideways.

"It's not enough at all, it's hard to draw a whole lot on the ground, do something magically, and it's on fire, really."

"Uh, just [Simple Connections]...... what?

"Me, I have no idea about magic, so I'd better ask the sensei I went with..."

The needle apprentice spread and inspected the finished clothes and carefully folded them into a paper bag placed on the floor. Take the next old outfit from the workbench pile and find out where to fix it.

Farkil asked questions waiting for Sarotka to begin work.

"A lot of things... like what?

"Um, so I have to make your house in a big hurry, but so I get injured when I cut trees, I get injured when I carry lumber, I get injured when I build... anyway, the sensei is hard.... and some of them go pick up firewood and get attacked by demons."

"Uh... so..."

Spelldoctor Septentorio, too, is off today. After breakfast, "Please don't wake me up because I'm going back to sleep," he went back to his room and didn't come out for lunch.

Even when I was in the stronghold of militant guerrillas on Lanterna Island, I treated a large number of people at once, but as far as Farkill knew, I don't think this happened.

More refugees, more volunteers. There are medical doctors among the refugees, but that doesn't seem to be enough.

Farkill held his head to see what people who had fled a unilateral air raid by the Artel army could do to avoid losing their lives here.