Alert information had once been circulated from Voldaban to countries about the rare incident faced by the northern Voldaban town of Karanigan.

And it is the quartet that you all know that comes up with the colour of confusion about the matter.

"Hey, Warren, does this guy mean he did it too? Admittedly, it's an unexpected hand... but it's not all that..."

He was General Rover, who twisted his neck and inquired, but even as Sir Warren, who was questioned, he had no choice but to return an answer that could not be boiled off.

"… Yep, it seems like the flavor (of the product) has passed a little outside. However, if this is not the work of…"

"… indeed, now we are going to talk about who did this."

"Yes. Then we'll have to assume the existence of a bender other than..."

"Yes, I can't imagine a leopard coming out."

With a laid back look, General Rover resolutely rejected it. To this - with a puzzled expression of some renunciation - it is the king who disputed it.

"But Rover, why not just interpret things for this convenience? We were reminded that the world was irrational when we were young."

"Well, yes..."

"Unfortunately, why don't we tackle this issue with a predictable attitude?

"... that's a constructive opinion."

In honor of the Chancellor, who agreed, Sir Warren proceeds to an analysis of the situation.

"The first thing that bothers us about our position is that the raid was reportedly carried out by a strange soldier - I don't know if we can call him a soldier."

"What do you mean, who they are?

"Yes, strange costumes are meant to conceal who we are and perhaps to impress our existence."

"Make an impression?

"Yes. This can be interpreted in two ways. One is to let strange costumes distract us from who we are."

"He put on a weird mask, so it would be an impossible interpretation first."

"What's the other one?... I don't really want to ask."

"Take a good look, huh? Yes, the second would be a less favourable interpretation. In other words, to boast that we've done the same thing in the future."

"Do you mean to commit the same crimes in the future..."

"... I knew I was busy..."

To the interpretation asked by Sir Warren - especially the second one - the generals who smile (only) their faces.

"Well, whatever the right answer is, what I care about is that they're trying to stand out. Either of the two interpretations I mentioned earlier, there's no inevitability of dressing that prominently."

"Well... well..."

"Is it different from what you've been saying..."

"Is the mastermind in action? Assuming it is, why did you do a conspicuous imitation this time...?

If I had asked Crowe - or Keane - the answer would have come back without the body or lid of "style beauty"... I don't know such a backward circumstance but it is Buddha.

"Continue. The next question is the vegetarian nature of those who attacked us. Including trying to hide who they are."

"The raid itself is trying to reveal itself, while the raider's identity is trying to hide..."

"So, its qualities and its doings... Sir Warren, do you have any clues?

"What is the clue? How many are there? The first is a decision statement that they left behind."

"... I hear the accusations against Theodoram were clearly written?

"Yes, but more than that, the rhetoric they're writing down is more problematic." Workers "," imperialists ", and other words that we don't usually hear are used."

"..." What is an imperialist? Or is Theodoram not an empire?

"... the scholars I entrusted with deciphering also twisted their necks about it. I thought you meant those who praised the reign of the empire - but..."

"... Theodrum praises the -" Empire "?

"It's a country that was originally built by people chased home by horseback riding peoples... I think it's the other way around..."

Sir Warren says to the three men who lean their heads together,