It's all one flower.

The main door of the chapel was closed at the hands of the priest, and no one could enter it.

An old ni monk raises his voice in the center of the sermon.

"If you are weighty and have an infant, please move to the assembly room in the back"

The movement begins in turn from the person in question close to the back.

It's tough being pushed and having an abortion. I have trouble getting my diapers changed here. There are spare diapers in the assembly room for those who work with children in needlework, etc.

There was no disagreement from anyone, and those who remained in the chapel lay themselves down and passed them through.

People diminish, gaps form, and air is slightly loose.

Razornik's tablet terminal repeats the same song over and over on the sermon stand. Kalindula's singing echoed the deadline chapel and surrounded it with a majestic atmosphere.

Nishi and Kufshenka, Razornik continue to write lyrics on painting paper.

One finished Razornik whispers in Khushchenka's ear.

"Mr. Store Manager, can you pack me in a dirty diaper, a garbage bag and carry me to a room where people don't come? I'll wash it later."

They magically wash it.

Thankfully, there will be many who oppose the use of magic in the Church. In the first place, panic could happen if he was found to be a wizard.

The wizard youth further said that Kufshenka was lost in reaction.

"If you leave the filth intact, there might be a demon surge at night, right? You don't have to come in from the outside, because you can't stop it from gushing from the inside."

He wasn't worried about getting skin disease from a diaper rash.

Kufshenka, after all, remembered Asina that day.

Shake off abominable memories and show gratitude to the wizard youth.

"Thank you. Bye."

"Let's put it in my break room. Do you need anything?

The monk also thinly realizes who he is. I lurked my voice and listened.

"Um, water and a trash bag on a cardboard box would be useful."

The monk nods and goes to the back of his hand with the lyrics he writes up.

"I'll leave that to your dormitories."

Kufshenka pasted the lyrics paper on the wall on the right hand side of the bench. People who couldn't see the lyrics forward turn right.

Make room for another one.

A significant number of people follow Kalindula's voice with humming and out-of-tune voices overlapping in an attempt to remember the melody.

We need more to be able to see them all.

Turning to the sermon stand, someone who could read and write was helping me.

... Younger people can write faster.

Kufshenka approached the main door to catch a glimpse of the noise outside as she left the altar.

Nearby people are looking at the door with indescribable faces. A few of them look bitter with their ears on the door. Through the door, I heard a voice I remember.

"Priest, do you discriminate because I'm half sighted until this time?

"No. We're already full here, and we can't let any of them in. Asina, run to the mountains."

"Oh no... there are so many demons and warcraft... terrible. The priest told me to feed the monster."

Priest sighs overlap in sobbing.

"Asina just doesn't know because she didn't help that cause last year, and there's a safe path in the mountains. I'm fine now. Follow those who know the way and run."

A sobbing, swinging voice pointing to criticism.

"Then why are you pushing people to church? If you're all right, why don't we all go to the mountains?"

"It is those who cannot climb the mountains, such as the elderly and those with impaired legs, who give themselves up to the church. Asina, run away."

"I'm not even a mountain man. Please let me in! It's a lifetime favor! I'll do anything!

Kufshenka remembered that heavy rainy day and let go of the hand he hung on his grip.

What would happen if we put a known girl among people imprisoned with fear and anxiety, who spits miscellaneous demons out of her mouth?

... There's no way to make a victim in a church.

The people who have fled here have no power to fight (of course), not even to escape, and have nowhere else to go.

He slaps me on the shoulder and turns around. Razornik put his hand on the main door.

"Here, I'm going to shut it down now, so one last time, let's call the priest."

Open the door shortly after stopping.

Carindura and evacuees sing from inside the chapel, and the sight outside jumps into your eyes.

The priest and Asina had silenced a group of green hair before them.

Is it all about thirty people? The outfit is a mess, but I have an aligned armband wrapped around my left shoulder. Drawn in white are blue flowers and droplets. Kufshenka's distant memory came back to life.

... those are the flowers of the goddess of the lake.

Water droplets would represent Lake Lacus, also known as "Lake of Tears (Umi)".

The people of the lake who worship Panisea Uni Flora, the goddess of the lake. I've never seen it before, but that must be the Nemus Liberation Army flag that caused the coup.

PLA soldiers were unarmed as one person, and some of them were women. I whispered with my buddies and so far there's no sign of an attack.

The first thing that got me back on my mind was Razornik.

"Was it too late... Priest!

"Never mind me, please close it"

The priest said without looking back and took a step forward.

Asina turns her pale face toward a group of the people of the lake and moves toward the path with a twist. From the church grounds to the brand new asphalt path was felt far from the other side.

"All those who come to the Church for help are vulnerable people who will not be able to fight or escape far, such as the elderly and infants, their mothers and the physically challenged. Please pick it up."

A quiet voice speaks majestically.

The captain-like old song man stepped forward. Asina rushes over and rolls before he opens his mouth.

"Yes! We're the only weak ones here! The star symbol is a mountain!

"The mountain?

"There's an old road left in the mountains, and I'm putting my weapon there! Go fast or I'll come back with my weapon!

"Asina... why do you vomit such lies?

There is not anger in the priest's voice, but deep sorrow and fear of those who transcend the realm of understanding seeps in. If I didn't blame you, I'm not blaming you. Really, I asked you why you do this.

The people of the first lake also bewildered by the crappiness of these two.

"That's how priests shelter themselves until they bend their faith because they're afraid of star marks! I don't want this anymore! Ladies and gentlemen of the PLA! The star markers are still on their way to the mountains! Please help us by taking out the heretics!

Asina puts tears in her eyes and appeals sincerely and honestly to the head of the Nemus Liberation Army unit.

The captain turned his attention to the Kublum Mountains, to which the blonde girl pointed, and turned his gaze back to the Kirkulusian clergy. From the gap of the temporary dwelling, you can see a group of people heading to the mountains.

"I haven't brought [Ming (Ah) Kashi Mitsumi) for today's operation, but let me tell you both what to say."

"The person you fought earlier is probably an employee of Marleni Dyeing. The company was headed by a president and factory manager, and all employees were members of the star sign (servant), who stored smuggled weapons and ammunition inside the factory."

"That's what I wanted you to tell me before the battle."

The captain laughs thinly.

Some of the soldiers were peering inside through the gap in the main door and listening to the thinly flowing Kalindula singing.