It's all one flower.

The refugee camp was settled around a well.

The government of the Amitstigma Kingdom allowed people to stay for long periods of time in the great forest.

If they had cut the timber from the forests and built roundwood huts on the plains, the number of refugees who would be preyed upon by magical beasts would have been much smaller.

But the government of the Amitstigma Kingdom has taken the position that the plains were only given a temporary license to the UN High Commissioner for Refugees to use them.

It is the policy of the UN High Commissioner for Refugees to seek the early return of refugees from any conflict anywhere, and to achieve this through a variety of means.

Otherwise, a tent city cannot be a permanent home.

The magic tents provided by the UN have quickly run out.

The Nemoralis refugees are being pushed further and further back by the Amitstigma government, who have given them permission to clear the Great Forest.

First, in order to secure drinking water, the [Ugatsu Woodpecker] school of medicine dug a well.

Since the well was the starting point for more roundwood huts, for nearly a year after the settlement, the forest was left untouched and isolated between the plots.

More than two years have passed since the beginning of the Devil's Calling War, and the area has now been settled quite well. As far as the aerial photos showed, there were almost no trees separating the plots.

The road was not wide enough for large vehicles carrying supplies to pass through because they had been forced to build roundwood huts out of necessity and in the dark.

Because they had to travel on foot or by [leaping], the perception of road maintenance had been completely lost.

The people living in the refugee camps could not help but notice.

They had to secure housing anyway, and everyone was involved in unfamiliar construction work, driven by a sense of frustration.

On top of that, they would go into the forest to hunt and gather nuts and other things that they were not used to in order to obtain what little food they had. I try my best to survive each day, each moment.

All of these tasks are life-threatening, and in fact, not a few people were killed or injured.

There was no way they could have had the time to plan for the future ...... and put together an urban plan.

I'm not going to be the only one who can do that.

Fakir displayed an aerial photo on his tablet device and looked at the road in front of him. Large vehicles would only be able to enter as far as they could see from the forest entrance.

At the back of the front, a large tree surrounded by a fence rises in front of him. The tree where the spirit dwells - the keystone tree.

In order to avoid the influence of spiritual pollution, large vehicles turn back more than 10 meters before.

The sidewalk is only about one car's width, and since it was retrofitted to avoid trees and fields, it is full of twists and turns and dead ends.

The only way to transport it on a wagon or light truck is to the middle of the second level, and beyond that, the only way to get there is on foot and by [leaping]. The price of the [inexhaustible bag] did not come down easily. Carrying the luggage by hand and carrying it on your back is hard.

The width allowed by the Amitstigma Kingdom government was narrow, and we had no choice but to clear the forest towards the back.

If they had been able to build houses on the plains, or if they had been able to clear only the shallow parts of the forest, the transport would have been more evenly distributed.

A well would have been necessary to secure drinking water, but even a people without power could use the [inexhaustible bottle] and it was not disposable. They didn't have to go to the trouble of cultivating around wells.

...... Rumor that the kingdom government wants the great forest settlers, I guess some of it is true after all.

What will happen here when the war is over and the Nemoralis refugees return?

Are we going to leave it to decay? Or did they let them settle the land with the intention of using it for something else?

...... I'm pretty sure you said there was going to be a joint industry-government investigation.

Firkil put his rucksack back on, biting into his shoulder.

Even if they used the Nemolaris refugees to clear the Great Forest, they were still helping. Along with the blockade of the Laklimaris Kingdom on the lake, the Amitostigma Kingdom sheltered the Nemolaris people who had been forced into warfare.

...... Don't tell me you're not going to ask me to live here forever?

Fakir dismissed the same question that arose over and over again as he photographed the roads in the refugee camp.

'Please stay away from the fence,'

Senator Morkove grabbed him tightly by the shoulders and Farkill came to himself.

Just in front of him was a wooden fence carved with spells and curse marks. Turning around, the red-haired female senator loosened her cheeks in relief and linked hands with Firkil.

'I'm sorry. But it's just that no matter how many times I've called you, you haven't answered.'

'What ......?　Oh, I'm sorry. I was just thinking about something.

We'll hold hands for a while, just in case.

The powerless people of Firkil have no way to resist the Tree of Keystone. The only thing they could do was nod in agreement with the wizened Diet member's offer.

He tried to keep the tree out of his sight by walking toward the log cabin.

There was no glass in the windows, only a double door. We open them all the way open during the day for ventilation. It's okay for now, but it will be very difficult during the mosquito season.

At the edge of the well, powerful people would wash a large quantity of clothes with [water manipulation], and people without power would pull the clean clothes out of the water and put them in baskets made of vine weed.

In some fields the budding beech leaves had already sprouted, while in others they were plowed with a wooden hoe. Children would dig into the soil created by the adults and collect the small stones into a colander of vine grass. Once the coler was full, they would move the pebbles to a large basket placed at the side of the field and run back to work.

What are you going to do with the pebbles?

The artisans would carve a curse mark and knead it with clay to build a fence around the boundary of the forest and other plots.

You're still expanding the parcel, right?

I'll just reload it to make room for you.

The veteran senator noticed Firkil's gaze and added.

''It's an unburned brick for [Warding] that I made into a single lump with the art, and it won't crumble when it gets wet in the rain.

You have such useful magic.

But since there aren't many practitioners of the [Uga-tecked woodpecker] school of thought, it's not easy.

Firkill's voice bounced, but Senator Morcovian kept his eyes down.