It's all one flower.

The green hedge broke and the woman in the priest's clothes showed up.

It looks young, but if it's a long-lived race, it could be ten times older than Leno.

"Please move both cars to the shrine grounds and let the mobile broadcasters talk slowly inside."

The priest turned to the villagers.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

The green-haired villagers looked as if they had said something, but they dissolved silently.

A priest shows the cobblestone path north of the square with his palm.

"The temple is straight up here."

"Thank you for your time."

Jorch, the national announcer, responded, and everyone at the mobile station Praetermisa took the national broadcasting event truck and the FM Cravel wagon.

The village ruled by the Sheraton Emperor has a fine temple, as do other villages under the former direct control.

It is adjacent to the village of Shimamoru Magan Sadwis, but the settlements are far from each other due to the vastness of each other's sites.We left immediately after breakfast this morning, but arrived after noon.

It is also inland, but slightly close to the lake shore, and operates not only agriculture but also fisheries.The two-lane road has farmers' settlements to the north, fishermen's settlements to the south, and shrines and Sheraton's main mansions to the north.To the south, there is a primary and secondary school, where children from this village and the small village dotted to the west go.

Getting into the truck, Leno hugged Tis and stroked his back without saying anything.

Everyone at the mobile station Praetermisa was guided to a meeting point on the shrine grounds.

There is one guest in the small meeting room.Young men of a well-formed lake people sat in the back seat and interpreted.He is young in appearance, but in a calm atmosphere, he somehow feels elegant and penetrating, and also looks like a long-lived race that has aged considerably.

The badge (today) is the design of a small bird that stops at the branch and turns around, and a lizard (lizard) stuck in a thorn, a school Reno first sees.

When the elderly man and woman left tea at the round table and left, the priest moved to the youths and said.

"You must be tired today.Visit tomorrow morning. "

"I'm afraid the villagers are very rude."

... why would this guy apologize?

"I'm late. My name is Kaku Sidi Rakus Nenia, adopted by Sheraton of the Lakus Nenia family."

Leno was named after him as if his heart had been seen.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you suddenly.My name is George, and I'm a national broadcasting announcer.Currently, as a mobile broadcaster, we are delivering news and other information to various regions. "

I introduced myself clockwise to the name and the person in charge, but the standing priest did not make a name.

The young man recommended tea to everyone and began to talk with a sigh.

"The villagers are worried because the whereabouts and safety of our master are unknown for a long time."

"Did you not reveal your whereabouts and disappear to your adopted child?"

Padolik asked a question with surprises.

"If that's why, I know why."

"Why didn't you go looking for him when you knew? Why?"

Asked by the boy soldier Morph, Kaku Sidi responded with a loud smile.

"The only reason we don't tell anyone where we're going is because nobody knows where we're going."

"Why did you leave quietly?"

Razornik heard it with a serious face all the time.

"If anyone, including me, finds out, they will be detained by the government forces or the PLA, hung on [just] candlesticks, or forced to talk."

What you don't know can't be made to confess by magic.

Perhaps the government forces or the Liberation Army have already done so.

"Industrial products aren't much needed, as economic zones have been formed in the former direct territories and the people of the lake live alone.So, I don't care about outside information like news, and I don't need mobile broadcasting.But Sheraton, do you want a clue? "

Razornik said, Leno cooled his liver, but neither did Lacus Nenea's adopted son change his color.

"If you understand our situation, we can talk quickly.Do you know anything about it?It doesn't matter if it's a little rumor. "

"Let's sort things out a little bit."

Padolik offered to look around.

Jorch and Rafe, Razornik and Captain Sornyak nodded.

Avellana, Aviace, and Agoni of the people of the lake stare at our Lord's adoption with a mysterious face.

Leno couldn't see the situation or say anything.

The priest pulls the whiteboard out of the corner of the conference room.

"First of all, Sheraton, when did our Lord go missing?"

"A month after the consolation."

Jorch answered immediately.

The priest writes "June 29, 1911" on the whiteboard.

Queiro leaned his neck.

Comedy Festival?

"It is a joint consolation festival between the people who offered themselves as sacrifices and the victims of the air raid when we intercepted the Artel bombers."

Krillo thanked our adopted child Kaku Sidi for his polite answer.

"At that point, you were working with the government forces."

"I have refused many times, but General Al-Jadi has come to collect sacrificial volunteers.Ignoring their aspirations is said to cause further casualties in the air raid, which is inevitable..... "

Kaku Sidi is drooping.

... sacrifice?

"My lord was certainly a scholar."

When the funeral parlor Agoni confirmed in a changed tone, the young man with the badge (today) he had never seen from his neck nodded with a hard expression.

"Me too, but I don't feel comfortable using people."

So, Sheraton, I don't want the army to help me again, so did you know where I went?

Inquiring about DJ Rafe, our main adopted child and the priest shook his head sideways.

"I don't know the true meaning."

Neither the Letica Provisional Government nor the Nemus Liberation Army have yet found out where we are.

"Grandma, how do you know that?"

George assured me that the boy soldier Morph was happy to hear it.