It's all one flower.

Lazolnik collects cloth and other camouflage props.

The manager of Kufshenka went to the separate room in the meantime to change clothes. The newspaper shop also goes to return the chair to the kitchen.

... have you consolidated the protection of the Church with [Tears of the Mage] recovered from the burning of the Great Fire?

The spelldoctor Septentorio saw the priest with an indelible thought.

Neither the people of the lake, nor the priests of Kirkulus, speak in silence.

Intelligence agent Razornik finished cleaning up and the newspaper shop returned.

"The sun is already leaning. I'll see you tomorrow in Cotto."

"If I were you, I'd still be able to show Mr. Solgnac around, so I'm fine."

blonde Razornik laughs uncontrollably and says.

"But Mr. Solniak wasn't in the Autonomous Community after that fire, was he? I changed to another city. I don't know how to guide you."

A newspaperman waved a hilarious hand in front of his face and laughed bitterly.

Captain Solniak looks out.

"Have you changed that much?

"Yep. Eighty percent of the eastern parish was burned..."

The priest lays his eyes down.

Captain Sornyak's face was cloudy and he whispered the words (words) of Kirkurusian prayer.

A newspaperman gives a bright voice to the spelldoctor Septentorio and changes the air.

"Tomorrow, after I finish distributing the morning paper, I'll drive around with Sensei."

"No, I..."

He said, "I need to put that on and get my face out the window."

"Why don't you just follow me and watch?

Newspapers and Razornik told me that the curse doctor saw the priest.

A Kirkurusian clergyman gently pulls his jaw and smiles.

"Please take a look at the current Listver Autonomous Region and announce that, if you have the opportunity, it will be passed on to as many people as possible, also to Artel… the" poor living conditions in the Autonomous Region "that have been justified for the war have been eliminated"

"So tomorrow, can you let me take a picture from all over the car?

"Of course (of course). Nice to meet you."

Razornik and the priest got the story together, and Septentorio also gave up and acknowledged it.

"Then we'll go back. Tomorrow morning, at the same time here."

"Good day. Say hello to Grandma."

Razornik waves small and joins hands with the spelldoctor. The other hand was connected to Captain Solgnac, and the spelldoctor Septentorio [jumped] to Amitostigma.

We had a light meeting after tomorrow as we walked through the white city of the dusk stained summer capital.

"So, I'm going to save today's data, ask for edits, shop a little, and I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After checking a few things, Lazolnik waves gently into the shopping crowd. The faint appearance quickly became disoriented and invisible to a group of people.

"I was half-hearted until I actually broke in, but the [leap] dividing junction doesn't completely surround the Autonomous Communities."

"What do you mean?

Spelldoctor Septentorio accidentally stopped on Captain Solgnac's words. The captain slows his steps and looks back over his shoulder.

"I was taught by the upper ranks of the Star Road Prostitute Army that the Autonomous Communities were patrolled with [leap] exclusion junctions for defensive reasons. Near the border with Lacrimaris is particularly thick," he said.

"We were able to [leap] from the Kublum Mountains to Lacrimalis territory, and [leap] inside and outside the Autonomous Region, that street...... ah, but beside the wall separating the Autonomous Region from the city of Zerneau, [fly] and other techniques could not be used"

"So what I heard about the junctions was a mistake on the part of a superior who didn't know magic?

The spelldoctor chased him to the platoon captain of the Star's Way Prostitute Army, shouldering him and shaking his neck sideways.

"I can't say anything because I don't know how those people interpreted what information and explained it to the captain"

"If we can magically break in, if the Nemus Liberation Army attacks the Autonomous Communities, the residents run out of time to evacuate"

The spelldoctor breathed.

"Oh, no, but I was told by the manager of that tailor that, in fact, he taught me how to defend against sorcery laid in the Autonomous Communities. So I jumped."

"Even if only some leading men knew, residents who were optimistic that our common people would be misinformed and have connections would be delayed in fleeing?

"Didn't you unearth Kublum streets buried in dirt and sand to get the inhabitants out of the mountains?

Captain Solgnac whispered the words of the spelldoctor and changed the subject.

"Don't forget to collect the clothes I gave you tomorrow."

"Right. I totally forgot."

Spelldoctor Septentorio was tired all day today for some reason, though he didn't feel like he did a big deal.

Until the captain pointed me out, I was flying completely out of my memory about clothes, etc.

... I wonder how serious those priestly words are.

It is hard to believe that the first Kirkulus priest to meet easily received the Septentorio, the people of the lake. I couldn't restrain myself from completely believing him, knowing that this suspicion was the bud of discord.

Captain Solgnac is welcomed to the dinner table and a light greeting is followed by warming up the old relationship.

"Mr. Agoni comes and tells us sometimes how everyone is doing, but it's nice to see you in person"

"Me too, glad to see you looking well. Have you grown a little taller?

Captain Solniak smiled back at Farkill. I feel that way if you ask me that.

... you don't know what to say when you're with me the whole time.

"Sensei, I'm glad you're okay."

"Um, Mr. Store Manager, how are you?

"Yep. Thanks to you. Tomorrow I'm going to wear that cape and show you what's going on in the Autonomous Community out of my car. The manager is still a master."

The spelldoctor Septentorio smiled at the two needles.

Farkill joins the story.

"Would you like to see raw data from the video later? I don't see your face, but I can hear your voice."

The needles pointed a different kind of smile at Farkill than they did at the spelldoctor.

"Do you mind if I take a look?

"Go ahead, it's a video of Dr. Raqueus' sister, but you're not a good wack"

Electra and Asterope quietly proceed with their meals with a difficult face.

Tygeta smiled lightly behind her glasses. He also noticed Archione, but he just saw Farkill as a chillary with four bickering Autonomous Communists, and he won't say anything.

... Isn't it funny that they took two of the needles?

Septentorio smiled bitterly.

Two friendly needles thrive on a topic they can't join, "Uncle I Don't Know".

The five had a lot of common topics, such as travelling together and about the autonomous community of Listwar, but neither of the four of them knew about the bouquet of peace.

Her mistress, Mariana, talks to Asakor party leaders about running refugee camps.

... whoever surrounds this table really sees everything falling apart.

The reason we gathered was to restore peace to the Hunan region of Lacus. If you look at each and every one of them, they have a little contact, but if nothing happens, they're the first people you've even met.

… Is this also the edge of the water (eh) tied by Panisea Uni Flora?

Those in this room are connected across differences in race, nationality, origin, gender, age, occupation, faith, and magic.

How far will this connection extend to the day when people, divided by differences such as faith, can live together as neighbors, as they once did?

of the everlasting race. Can we celebrate the day before their life expectancy runs out?

... No, in our hands, let it happen as soon as possible.

The spelldoctor Septentorio renewed his determination to the figure of the people surrounding one table.