It's all one flower.

A specialist from the headquarters of the Hoshigo Shimbun newspaper called leading figures from the Listvar Autonomous Region to a branch office. He says he uses the antenna he brought in to connect to the internet and shows videos on his laptop.

The ward manager, crisis department manager, three priests, and two Hoshido craftsmen look behind the commissioner at a larger screen than a tablet device.

I'll leave as soon as I play it, so please come over.

The agent turns over his shoulder and cares for the elderly Kufushenka in a common language. The old galloping craftsman smiled honestly and thankfully.

There are also press personnel in the conference room.

The five directors were the director of the Shingguang newspaper, the director of the press office, the director of the social affairs department, the director of the state-run broadcasting station, and the director of the press office. They also seem to be seeing for the first time, waiting tense faces lined up behind the commissioner.

The correspondent displays the video playback screen of the uacast.

"Unuku...... General Elhaia......"

The warden groaned.

The commissioner feels the disturbing air, twists his body and asks the chief of the Ristvar Autonomous Region. The warden replied without moving his gaze from the screen.

"Green-haired he... is the head of the Nemus Liberation Army."

I'm sure it's the Fraxinus armed group that attacked this autonomous region?

"Yes, but the general said he didn't know about the raid plan, and that he had come to stop the autonomous recruits after receiving a report from the FM Clavelle."

Did you see her?

“Yeah, well, at my house, we talked about removing the rubble and treating the wounded.”

There is a sharp light in the commissioner's eyes.

Could you tell us more about that story?

"There is a fear (or frustration) that donations will be reduced when the case of a pagan who made a pagan contract is reported. Unfortunately, without foreign support, the autonomous region's survival is in jeopardy.”

The ward manager refuses to answer in the common language.

The commissioner responded with a face that could be seen as a smile at a glance.

“We don't make articles. I just want to know the basics to understand the current situation.”

"I see...... I'll talk to the priests and the Hoshido craftsmen in the Western Church later (later). Are you sure, priests?"

“Yes, the meeting room would be better than the chapel.”

The district mayor often looks at the faces of the local priests Nubes and Wentzus and the Ferretolum priests dispatched from the cathedral. Priest Nubes gave his pleasure.

Priest Ferreturm proposes to the commissioner.

“Would you like to watch this video with a government soldier?”

Huh?

Everyone's surprises overlapped, but Ferretolum Priest had a fine look on his face.

"The Internet is not very popular in the Republic of Nemoraris, is it?"

"Yeah, it's not official."

"Even if someone acquired an antenna etc. through personal importation, they would have cut off the line contract due to economic sanctions, so maybe no one can use it."

Pastor Wentzus of the Eastern Diocese replied, puzzledly supplemented by the director of the local Starlight newspaper branch.

“Then the government forces are likely not aware of the existence of this video.”

“I think the Lacrimalis Embassy told the Retica Provisional Government.”

Kufsienka thought it was as pointed out by the director of the state-owned broadcasting station. But Ferretolum shook his head to the side.

“Since the Lacrimalis did not allow the Kripean regime to operate and did not trust the Retica provisional government, did they not relocate the embassy from the capital and meet with the general of the Liberation Army instead of Prime Minister Kripeus to publish the video?”

Constellation artisans in the field of architecture tilt their necks in a common language.

"I dared to put it out of the sight of the temporary government, but why don't you go out of your way to teach it?"

“It's not good to criticize in an uncommon way.”

The people of the Autonomous Community twisted their necks together, and Priest Ferreturm told them in detail.

“Whatever their subjectivity, the government of the Republic of Nemoraris, which the international community considers authentic, is the regime of Kripeus in the city of Retica. Criticism in an irrefutable setting is merely insidious and does not lead to constructive discourse or problem-solving.”

From the outbreak of the war to the breaking of the cable at the bottom of the lake, the government, the press, and some members of the public have come together to spread fake news and rumors about the Nemoralis Republic on the Internet.

The agent from the Federation headquarters in Barbatum nods with complacency, whether he knows it or not.

"It's certainly not fair." I think we should call in the commander of the troops stationed in the Autonomous Region, but what should we do, Chief? ”

"Um... well then... like that"

When the ward manager gave up something, the director of the Starlight newspaper, Listover Branch, gave instructions by calling an extension somewhere.

The commander, deputy commander, and correspondent of the stationed troops in the autonomous region appeared in the conference room of the Hoshimitsu newspaper Listvar Branch in less than fifteen minutes.

“I know you're busy, so please take a look at this video for more details later.”

"General Unuk El-Haia? What is this?"

First, please keep quiet.

The mayor repeats in Hunanese.

Regardless of the exchange, the agent pressed the play button of the video and replaced Kufushenka and the location. I moved to the pipe chair on the right and nodded to the faces I had come to.

Kufsienka's left seat was Priest Ferretolum, and the rest settled down in the back row. The section chief recommended a chair, but the three enchanted soldiers stood behind Kufshenka and looked at the laptop screen as if they were crawling in.

"I would like to express my sincere gratitude for the fact that I am in a complicated situation and my eyes have been cleared."

“I am truly sorry that His Excellency the Ambassador stayed in Clavel.”

When the two people on the screen exchanged greetings in Hunanese, subtitles appeared in common language with Hunan.