It's all one flower.

The man looked up into the sky.

Low clouds droop, and it's going to come down now. A thin blue sky peeks through the tears of the blanket. The light leaking from it lit the winter lake on a spot.

If it was half a century ago, it would be busy with fishing, but there are no shadows on the quiet lake.

Far Thunder.

No, a formation of bombers. There is a greater shadow in the clouds than in the birds.

The old man follows the machine shadow with green eyes.

Recently, there were reports that "a peace agreement will soon be reached, brokered by the UN," but, as always, air strikes continue. The ground war is not over either.

Fighting had intensified after rejection, whether it was because he wanted to take the peace proposal in his favor or because he didn't want to leave ammunition behind.

Under the man's feet is Lacus, the world's largest salt lake.

Step onto the lake water with thick shoes at the bottom and slowly advance on the lake surface, which sways in the breeze (so-called).

The ripples spread instead of the footprints and quietly disappeared. Walk in the sandy footsteps of standing water. Surprised by the shadow of the man, a group of small fish fled.

At the bottom of the lake, countless ships and fighters are sinking.

Because the wreckage devours the nets, the people of the land, who cannot use magic, are no longer allowed to go fishing.

The people of the lake acquire fish with the art of [Fishing (Su, etc.) Galaxy Birds (Pelicans)] school, but in order to avoid attacks, they no longer go fishing during the day.

The wind rises and nabs a man's short hair.

The same green hair as the eyes. The man was a fisherman for the people of the lake. Walk on the lake and head to the interception point with the technique of [Fucking Water].

Camouflage clothes that were dispersed on the lake were embroidered with thin blue thread. All letters. Fire resistance, cold protection, shock absorption, exorcism… Various defensive techniques are sewn away with "powerful words".

A man's camouflage clothes are not just military uniforms to identify enemy allies. If worn by those with magic powers, the caged technique would have been effective [armor].

Easily walk on lake Lacus, which waves gently.

A group of fighters pass far above the man.

If the [enemy] technique could be used on a man, he would also have seen the symbol of Kirkulusism "The Way of the Stars" painted on his wings.

The target of the attack is a city in the northern part of the island of Nenia.

Fly off the southwest bank of the lake, bases in the Artel region, and bomb the islands floating south of Lake Lacus.

Already a large part of the major cities had been turned into scorched earth and many people had been ashed.

In the last half-century, the island of Lanterna, close to the mainland of the Chinucalculu Nothiu continent, has become the "powerless people" of the Artel region… under the occupation of a land people without magic.

The island of Negna, floating north of Lanterna, is defended from the forces of the powerless people by the people of the lake and the "powerful people" … the people of the land with magic.

The island of Nenia, with its copper mountains, is the lifeline of the people of the lake.

The green of the hair is the color of copper. The people of the lake need more copper than the people of the land as an essential mineral.

The main industries of the Lacus Lacrimaris Republic are agriculture, forestry and fisheries, water transport and mining of copper mountains. In monetary terms, it is dependent on the mining industry. There was no reason to be taken to the island of Negna.

A man opens his mouth.

Give orders to Salt Lake Lacus in a language entirely different from the natural language.

"Gentle water, rely on my voice and rise up. Drifting power, flushing, understanding, purifying power, fierce enemies. Get up, rely on my will, be a wall."

The language of this region...... translated into Hunan makes this sense.

The lake water rose from under the man's feet, following the command of a powerful word. It increases the number of songs (kasas) seen by the flourishing water mass and becomes a huge wall.

A mountain of water, like swallowing a town, stretches out in biological motion.

A man rides that back and gives instructions.

Stretch the water wall further and build it on the clouds. In person, still under the clouds. It's taken in by the water wall, and the clouds disappear.

The third squad of bombers was approaching. I can't avoid the huge wall that abruptly manifests itself, and I'm swallowed as it is.

Swallow a formation of twelve enemy planes, and the water became spherical. The engine stops in a giant droplet and the propeller stops spinning. The pilot attempts to escape, but the water flow counterfluxed toward the center, flirting with both the machine and the people in the droplets.

A man slowly lowers the mass of water swallowed by an enemy aircraft to the ground.

In the northern part of the island of Nenia, air defenses should be constructed by similar means.

In a man's hand, several crystals ran out of power and smashed.

"I've avenged you."

Whisper to the fragments and open your palms.

Light falls from holes penetrated by clouds, and fragments of crystals sparkle. The fine fragments rode the wind and poured into Lake Lacus like tears falling from scratch.

Then three months.

Peace was established and the Lacus Lacrimalis Republic was divided into three parts.

The kingdom of Lacrimaris, wearing the former Royal Lacrimaris family and a royal restoration.

It will retain the Funalis archipelago scattered over the southern half of the island of Nenia and southeast of Nenia.

60% of the inhabitants are powerful people, including the original royal family. The powerless people are 10%. The people of the lake are 30%. The Royal Lacrimaris keeps Copper Mountain dead and maintains an economic advantage.

Artel Republic with Artel Party as first party.

The south shore artel region of the lake and obtained the island of Lanterna.

Most of the inhabitants are land people without magic...... "powerless people," monotheistic Kirkuls.

The people of the Artel region became independent as a Kirkurus nation.

The former kingdom of Lacus Lacrimalis and the subsequent republic used Fraxinus, a polytheistic religion, as their national religion. Because of their religious rivalry with the royal family and the old government, the people of Artel are gushing with the joy of winning their faith.

One that remains is the Republic of Nemoralis.

It commanded the northern part of the island of Negna and the forest island of Nemoralis floating east of it, pushing the entrance to the Hudong region.

70% of the inhabitants are the people of the lakes of the Fraxinus.

The majority of the people of 30% of the land are powerless people without magic. Kirkuls, who make up about half of them, were moved to the Ristover Autonomous Region in order to avoid friction.

Within the land people, the polytheistic Fraxinus and powerful people are allowed to reside outside the Autonomous Communities.

With much dissatisfaction and anxiety, an end was struck to half a century of civil unrest.

Within each of the three divided regions, skirmishes were sporadic, but on a scale that, compared to the original civil unrest, was insufficient to take.

The decision to reach a peace agreement was not to be overturned, and thirty years of peaceful days, and at the same time thirty years of small dissatisfaction, were piled up.

▲ Map of the Lakes Hunan region, after the establishment of peace.