It's all one flower.

Ensign Lazutočik returned to his base of operations in the capital, Rufus, in the midst of uncertainty as to whether demon-mounted soldier Rubel should finish dinner first.

As soon as Ensign showed up in the abandoned living room in [the leap], the smell of fried food spread and Rubel's belly rang.

"Were you waiting without eating? … let's explain while we eat"

Ensign Razootchik grinned bitterly with a paper bag on the low table.

Hang [Dark Screen] on the window and dot [Light] on the ceiling.

The pale light illuminates the room without a neighborhood, but it doesn't leak any outside.

"We have gathered information on the islands of Rufus and Lanterna and reported it to our headquarters. This belongs to a fixer in the city of Kardafstvaux."

The fried food stabbed in the skewer is wrapped in clothes and the identity of the utensils is unknown.

Rubel's first pinch was an onion skewer. Sweet and oily spreads over the cuddly tongue, rejecting and increasing hunger.

The demon asthma cannon descended from Rubel's knee and circled like a big cushion on the couch. With just a little contact with Rubel's left hip, he stops moving still.

"Not yet reported, but the Archbishop of the Diocese of Rufus was murdered this morning"

"What...?

My hand stops eating white fish skewers.

Ensign continued eating the third bottle on the couch across the street.

"The Archbishop said his men, who lived with other priests in the Priestly Hall of the Lufus Light Mark Church but wondered if they would wake up in the morning, would have died in bed if they had opened it with a master key and entered"

In case you feared a leak, Ensign Razootchik would not reveal his sources to Rubel either.

"None of those living in the Priesthood heard suspicious voices or noises, he said, but the archbishop's body was clearly marked by torture. You want to hear more about this?

As the demon soldier Rubel shook his head to the side, the superior officer proceeded to talk.

"At the time of discovery, the bedroom was full of cluttered demons and the smell of blood, so much so that they couldn't see anything until they opened the window. As a result of the autopsy, at least six hours after his death had passed by the time of discovery."

The Ensign's voice was pale, but the colour of mockery floated in his eyes.

"Does the killer have a star on him?

"No? Whatever. That archbishop is the man who made his fortune by selling [the tears of the sorcerer] during the civil unrest and bought his place in the money. I also buy grudges from all sides."

The Ensign distorted the edge of his lips looking funny and took the fourth skewer in his hand.

Ensign said earlier that there was a master key in the Priest Hall room.

Rubel, the demon soldier, talks about what bothered him.

"Are you saying that the priests may have conspired to clear their resentment and align their mouths?

"Maybe, but they're right, it could be the Nemoralis Grief Squad."

If you're from a magical civilized area, it's an easy modus operandi for children. If you break in with [jump] and hang [mute] to accomplish things, you can't hear screams or things. Both are relatively simple procedures.

In addition, in the Artel of the Kirkulus country, there is no connection between any building and preventing intrusion by [leaps].

Most wizards, if only they knew the spell, would be able to commit it.

"Artel doesn't have a candlestick. It's a sight to see how close science can get to the truth."

Ensign Razootchik laughed in the back of his throat.

To Rubel, too, I know exactly what laughter means.

The Nemoralis Panic Squad frequently raids police stations and Artel Army facilities, looting weapons, etc.

He freed the suspect from the detention facility and also drilled holes in the walls and walls of the prison.

Demonstrations of dissatisfaction with sudden price hikes occur everywhere, and demonstrators thug easily and loot shops.

Will the police, who are busily killed in re-arrests and security missions, turn their suspicious eyes to the clergy in this situation and proceed with the investigation in order to find out the truth?

In case it is the truth, the prestige of the Kirkulus Church falls to earth.

Both the Artel party, led by President Poderes, and the Star Road Tablet (Ishizumi) party, the first party of the opposition, are supported by the Kirkurist faithful.

... Whatever you think, it's easier to blame the Nemoralis Grief Squad than to take the time to make relations with the Order and the current administration worse.

"The Orioles said the moderates were not involved in the assassination of the Archbishop"

"Really?

"The moderates are only about a fifth of what they were. Encourage spellmaking at the base to compensate for the lack of power, and they haven't raided once since the division."

"You don't know if that's an honest story, do you?

"Well. I haven't checked until I've used the tools, but I don't know why you bothered to lie to me."

Rubel took the fifth skewer in his hand.

This would be a quail egg out of shape.

When I chewed up the top, the sweet and sour juice touched my tongue and I couldn't help but think. Swallow it somehow and twirl only half your eyes with tears. It's a petite tomato wrapped in clothes.

The demon asthma cannon stretched out warmly and deposited an indeterminate body on Rubel's shoulder.

"... right"

If this case is the work of the Nemoralis Grief Squad, it keeps us increasingly away from peace.

Whether that's true or not, it doesn't matter.

It's how the Arthurians see this case.

"Didn't you ask the Avengers?

"The liaison's grandmother doesn't know about individual operations. The Avengers still don't have a compiler like Oriole."

"How is that different from when you were working individually?

"We have bases, we store weapons and food, we train. Wear the initial technique of the [plunging eagle (eagle)] and the handling of firearms, and carry out looting in groups. There doesn't seem to be a leader, but he's connected with one purpose and a sense of union, and so far, he's acting together."

Rubel doesn't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

"We will not attack the base until we have a decision on headquarters. For the moment, we will focus on gathering information."

"Ha!

Ensign Razootchik grinned bitterly at Rubel, who saluted him with a skewer.

"This morning's raid on the seminary was the work of the Nemoralis Worry Squad. An architect of a powerless people who recently joined him said he saw a church on the way to rebuilding and instructed him where to blow it up and make it completely destroyed with minimal bombs."

"It's..."

"I heard it from the former architect guerrilla herself. It seems that the basic construction of the Kirkulus Church is all the same"

... Why don't you leave it to us professional soldiers?

The demon soldier Rubel was sad that the expert used his knowledge in the direction of destruction in revenge.