It's all one flower.

One light from afar, approaching. For motorcycles, the speed is slow and the position is high. The position was high for the bicycle lights.

It's a light held by a man and put over his head. Flashlight? Or is it the [light] of the surgery?

If you're a rookie thug, you don't get to win.

Terrorists who struggle with loneliness won't be able to have a wizard on a boulder.

One of the thugs whispered.

"Lights. I'm coming over."

Everyone stops moving and alerts those approaching.

A bakery young man screamed as he fell.

"Cruello!"

That seems to be the name of the employee. As the [lights] held by the blue Tsunagi youth approached, the miscellaneous demons that wrapped them away.

"The people of the lake are healers. You know what happens when you get your hands on it, right?

A terrorist captain warns you in such a way that it is nothing.

The thugs were unresponsive to it, too.

Awellana had complex thoughts about being helped by terrorists in such a way. Still, as soon as I returned to the camp, I uttered a word of gratitude as a minimum courtesy as a person.

"Hey. I mean, it's okay."

"If something happens to you, you're in trouble."

Older terrorists and juvenile soldiers laugh uncontrollably.

The captain said in a quiet voice.

"I know you don't like it, but right now, we're acting together. It's temporary, but you're one of us."

The radio owner snorted a little.

The employee smiled back.

"Right. We're all helping each other, aren't we? I don't even know his name."

A little thought, the Blue Tsunagi Wizard named himself to declare forcefully.

"My name is Cruello. It's inconvenient that you can't tell a boulder your real name, but you're one of them and you don't even know your name."

"Amana."

The wizard's employee, Cruillo's sister, also pointed to herself and clearly named herself. Then the apron youth also give their names.

"I'm Leno, the eldest son of a bakery called Tsubakiya. I hope we can rebuild the store."

Pinatifida, Tsubakaya's eldest daughter.

This is Elantis, Tsubakaya's youngest son.

Secondary school students and elementary school sisters also named their brothers Mimicry.

The radio owner says with a face that is still swollen.

"It's Roark. I lived in the Seljebro district, and I went to the Miech district to see how my friends were doing, so I have all sorts of things. I didn't think this would be such a trick..."

"I'm Awellana, a pharmacist at Agate Hospital. You can use [Thoughtful Owl] and [Blue One-Winged (Often)] a little. Since my parents are fishermen, in addition to [spiritual pigeons (pigeons)], I can also use the technique of [fishing (soot) galaxy birds (pelicans)]."

When Awellana, the people of the lake, introduced herself, the blonde employee Cruillo accompanied her as she remembered.

"Oh, I'm a wizard, too, but I was skipping training, and [Spiritual Pigeon (Pigeon)] can only be used a little bit"

"I can't do anything because I have no magic"

I feel sorry for my sister Amana.

A terrorist captain spoke gently to Amana.

"Are there only two wizards? We can't use magic either, so don't worry about it."

I look around everyone's face again and name it.

"I am Solniak, the third platoon leader of the Star Road Prostitute Army. Even so, it's not a regular army in the Autonomous Region, it's a Kirkuls' faithful group."

"I'll call you Medvege. I don't know what my real name is, but that's what my parents used to call me. Autonomous people, but I used to be a truck driver, and I know it in the factory zone of the Grjaj district. Brother, erm..."

"It's Cruello."

Asked by an elderly terrorist, the blonde employee named him again.

"Brother, where's the factory?

The driver asked, turning his face to the blue snail, if he could not remember. Did you get a nostalgic smile or loose Cruillo's cheek too?

"It's Joeltoy Mechanical Industry. I used to assemble acoustic equipment."

"Oh, Mr. Joeltoy Industries. I've transported parts from this factory."

"Oh, really? Surprisingly, you have contacts."

Find the edge of a certain or no, and snort (nod) at each other.

It was surprising to Awellana.

I thought the Autonomous Region was a semi-independence zone and a state of economic isolation.

"Me, everyone calls me Morph, ss. I don't know if it's my real name. I worked downstairs at the factory over there, so I might have gone to the parts I helped, my brother."

The last boy soldier named him.

the perpetrator of an act of terrorism and its subjects.

A monotheistic Kirkulus and a polytheistic Fraxinus.

Socialists, students, terrorists.

Indirect oppressors and their victims.

residents of the Autonomous Communities and residents outside them.

Powerful people and powerless people.

The people of the lake, and the people of the land.

Ten people, everything different, became one again.