It's all one flower.

Broiled by flames, his whole body lit by fire.

I don't think I can survive tonight in this place.

... If I'm going to die anyway, I won't be until I'm completely convinced.

From what I've learned, it doesn't make sense. Nor is it to gain morphs.

Still, I couldn't contain my curiosity.

I floated my back, but just in case, I think I should get Captain Solgnac's permission.

I spoke to the captain who saw the wounded next door.

"Um, captain, just a question, is that YES?

"What?"

"Oh, not the captain, I'd like to ask those guys over there."

Captain Solniak turned to the boy soldier pointing his finger. Tilt your neck and turn back to the morph.

"To those kids? What are you gonna ask me?

"Those guys, they're like hubbying that girl, but I don't know why."

The captain grinned bitterly at the boy soldier who spoke of his doubts without any consignment.

Immediately the cheeks are loose and the bitterness melts. The captain inquired with a soft smile.

"Do you care?

"Did I say something wrong?

Not only the captain, but also the former truck driver and the old soldier leaked bitter laughter at the morph leaning his neck with a suspicious (keen) face.

"Oh, my God, kid. What do you care so much?

Medvege, a former driver, laughs and listens to Niyaniya.

Morph became ashamed that he had spoken strange things.

But right now, if you don't tell me, I'm going to die with doubts and regrets.

I looked up and answered my old man's eyes.

"Yeah. Why... I thought we were staring at that companion when his parents' enemies were right beside him."

The grin disappeared from the faces of the adults.

Boys and girls turn this way at once.

Other refugees and police officers also noted.

"At first, I thought you betrayed your people and framed them for a trap, but I, I don't know that operation, and don't..."

"Right. Our troops were supposed to be based there after the destruction of the civic hospital to intercept refugees seeking treatment. There is no resident collaborator in this operation."

Captain Solniak affirms.

The police officer looked at each other, but didn't say anything.

"Yeah, what a suck, huh? So, why did you think of that?"

Boys and girls look at each other and whisper something.

The girl, called Pina, glanced at a group of boy soldiers and boys and girls and waited for a reaction.

Pina's brotherly young man also stares at Morph. There is no colour of hatred in its eyes for some reason, and it is calm.

"Hey, you guys, say something. Why don't you hate us for burning your city?"

"... you want to be hated?

Slightly, one of the boys gets up. You wanted to intimidate me, only my voice was loud, but I was shaking.

Morph answered the boy's vanity with an unaware pretence.

"That's right. That's why I did it. Even we hate you guys."

Shot out by the gaze of the boy soldier Morph, the boy stiffened himself and bit his lip.

The other boys and girls let their eyes swim, or they lie down and take their gaze off the boys and soldiers.

Morph did not distract himself from the boy and said even more.

"We have no magic. You guys don't have magic either, so you're hardening up here, right?

Boy snorts in mechanical motion.

A wizard's servant looked up to heaven, and the policeman gazed down upon the earth.

The healers of the people of the lake still do not wake up.

"You guys live in a beautiful city, you go to school every day, you eat mesh every day, you drink beautiful water, so you don't even get sick"

Morph separated the words there, but they can't see the story or they don't respond.

The boy soldier rolled up at once.

"But our city is still recovering from half a century of civil unrest, and the house is full of run-down cabin guys, and instead of going to school, we work in factories to earn a living, and still, we can only eat moldy bread and vegetable scraps, and the water is soiled with mineral poison (like this) on top, so one sick after another, people are dying like every day. Besides, there's no hospital."

No one pinched their mouth, only Morph's pale voice echoed.

"Why are you treating me so differently when I'm a people of the same powerless land? You think we're doing something wrong?

From within the group, another boy rose.

Did you see blood seep into your clothes and break your left arm? First aid has been provided.

"So what? We didn't do anything, either. Who the hell are you people?

This is not a void, but a voice that throws up disdain.

Morph answers instantly, without any cowardice.

"We are the star road proselytizing army of the autonomous community of Listver. Come on, you answer the question too."

"On behalf of the people of the Autonomous Communities, don't give orders."

The boy also said back with momentum that would sound if he hit it.

In that word, tension runs on the prostitutes. The old soldier clearly raised his temper to death.