It's all one flower.

"Can you show me that?

Terrorists in their forties or so stare at their inhabitants with pale faces. The middle-aged man, who noticed his gaze, waved an extra with a slight tilt in his neck.

"Are you talking about this?

"Yes."

I can only hear the voice of a terrorist trembling in my heart.

In a man's hand, there was a single extra.

Photos of the night burning fire make up a third of the page and the headline leaps with a large font above it.

Boys middle school students spread the same extra and laughed like they had won.

"Um, come on, it's weirder for you to keep all that coy and think the wizards are shut up"

The boys show their consent and see terrorists with the same look.

The boy who lent Awellana [the crystal of magic] raised his face like it had been played and shook his neck small and sideways. This boy seems to think the same as Awellana.

Such revenge only creates new hatred. But, on the other hand, Awellana also knows how it hurts to be driven by vengeance.

"Captain, what does that say? Where..."

A boy soldier asks a terrorist with an extra hand.

The terrorist, called captain, took one deep breath and read out the extra.

"Ristover Autonomous Region Burning, Unknown Fire......"

It's as clear as a radio announcer, and it's a quiet voice.

As the extra reads on, the faces of the terrorists are distorted and stunned.

Still, they did not utter a word until the captain had finished his readings. No, maybe I can't say anything anymore.

"Huh. You know what I mean? You guys don't have to go home anymore."

Junior high school boys mocked (bruised) the extra hand.

An elderly policeman chops a wrinkle between his eyebrows and puts it to shame.

Don't you dare.

"... you seem to be mistaken about something, but our Star Way Prostitute wasn't surprised by the Wizard's retribution"

Before the middle school student opened his mouth, the captain said, breathing out quietly.

"I'm surprised the wizard broke into the Autonomous Community."

Not only middle school students, but young policemen and residents also saw the terrorist captain with a surprising face.

Only the elderly policeman and Awellana snorted (groaning) small and agreed with the captain.

The captain continues in a calm tone.

"The Autonomous Communities have boundaries that prevent [leaps] and other techniques. Outside residents, of course, but also in the Autonomous Communities, residents and young people of Barack Street don't know."

People's eyes are opened.

"The outer edges of the Autonomous Communities are surrounded without gaps at the junction. This is for strategic reasons as well as self-government considerations."

"What the fuck?

"Because nothing can stop the invasion of the kingdom of Lacrimalis"

When the captain answered the boy soldier's question, the place quieted down.

The Kingdom of Lacrimalis attaches more importance to magic than the Republic of Nemoralis, and the army is a demonic soldier-centric formation.

The Autonomous Community of the Kirkurs is magically utterly defenseless. The Listwer Autonomous Region borders on the border.

Why have you ever been safe?

The reason for peace was not merely a sense of national disobedience or compliance with the settlement clause.

"There is naturally a way to prevent trespassing on foot. In the unlikely event that the wizard's public invaded and set fire to the inner part of the Autonomous Region by any means for personal revenge, he would have been burned to death without escape."

To his surprise, the captain let him calmly analyze the situation.

Awellana observes this terrorist once again.

There is no race for long lives in the powerless people. As you can see, are you in your mid-forties?

A deeply carved face in the same color of hair as the land's people's earth.

Lake-like eyes reflecting the sky host the light of strong will and intelligence.

It did not appear to Awellana that this man had committed terrorism with his fanaticism of Kirkulusism.

"That's all, I resented you guys, you were being a jerk"

A boy with a broken left arm throws up and throws up.

The terrorist captain quietly denied it.

"As I said earlier, it's not a place where you can break in to the point of being a jerk. Besides, in the last thirty years, I have never heard of crimes committed by wizards who have broken in from outside. You know what this means?

"You know what! That's not true!"

The captain laughs bitterly at the boy who has given up thinking and continues to explain.

"By the juncture, various techniques are annulled within the Autonomous Communities. Because it's impossible to commit a crime that was witchcrafted."

Confirming that the adults were snorting, the captain dropped his eyes extra.

"... In this extra, as a testimony of the inhabitants, firehands rose simultaneously from multiple locations in the Barack Zone, it says. An ordinary person who should not know the existence of a junction breaks into an autonomous community without land exploration, late at night, and sets fire to it by any means other than magic... you think that's possible?

The captain stumbled with him.

No one answers.

The boy who lent me the [crystal] leaked his exhale looking down.

"Unfortunately, there are demons and miscellaneous demons in the Autonomous Community. Do you think the unusable wizard, who burned in revenge and raised his mind to kill, will be safe?

A few residents made a small denial of intent to lean their heads halfway.

"So you're saying that someone from the powerless people went out of their way to get into the Autonomous Community with oil or something?

A bakery son asks the captain with an incredible mouthful of his own words.

It is harder than a wizard for a powerless people to arson in the shade of night.

Even if they break in in in large numbers, the demons will eat up before they do.

The terrorist captain named Star Road Prostitute did not deny or affirm.

"I don't know."

To those who are here now, instead of what happened in the Autonomous Communities, we did not even know if we could survive tonight.