It's all one flower.

The city was quiet in the early morning.

I can't hear anything but a sparrow.

A newspaper-delivery boy ran off to meet the two gently.

... Even in war, there are newspapers everyday.

Needle Amiella walks about the manager in silence, blurry thinking. East side... Looking back down the hill, one side of sight is the burning field. There is not a single building in the black burn.

Far away, the factory on the lake shore was well seen.

The lake beyond it shines calmly, no different from the time of peace.

Barack Street in the Autonomous Region was burned, not because of the war.

Still, the result is the same thing. Many lost their lives, their dwellings, their wealth and their jobs without.

Amiella also gave up her father.

The estate district of the Listwer Autonomous Region is safe so far, but I don't know how long this state of affairs will last here either.

Leaving the tailor, climb the hill for a while and continue west, turning around the corner of the liquor store to go south.

The island of Nemoralis, which seems to be far from Amiella, is northeast of the island of Negna.

Yesterday's newspaper reported that the ports of the cities of Zerneau and Masrina were devastated by air raids.

In order to save paper and ink, we stopped using entertainment pages and drastically reduced the number of pages, and only the necessary information was posted for the moment.

The fire in the Eastern Barack Zone of the Autonomous Region will also include rescue information for survivors and the identification of the dead.

Identifiable dead are those whose burns, although escaped, originally died.

Those who have missed the run are not sure if they have also left bones.

Amiella remembered her neighbor aunt who was always nice to me.

My aunt had a daughter one step above Amiela and a son one step below Mitsuzu.

After my mother died, she burned me to look after her for nothing.

After Amiella started working at the tailor, she handed over ribbons, wipe bags, etc. to her aunt and the girls in the neighborhood due to the end cuts (calves) she had received from the manager.

In return for her childhood, she introduced her aunt's sister and daughter to the cultivation of herbs (Tsukusa) in the estate district to help increase the number of guests.

When I gave him the ribbon, my sister and daughter gave me a smile like a white rose blooming. I thought the ribbon made of extra cloth from wedding clothes would look good on my sister and daughter in white.

I don't think my legless sister and daughter escaped safely in that mess.

I can't see that smile anymore.

Amiella burst into tears and hurried her way to the Kublum Mountains.

Residential roads narrow and dwindle as you go south. Instead, there were a few more fields and warehouses, and when I went for an hour or so, that was gone, too.

The asphalt paved road is interrupted and a cobblestone trail runs through the grass.

Winter withered grass was dense in laying stone gaps, and desolate cobblestones followed the mountain.

"Take a look at this"

The manager pointed to one of the laying stones. It is engraved with a letter-like pattern.

Without waiting for Amiela's reply, the manager continued whispering.

"This is the mark of [exorcism]. There are twelve of them, and they protect this path from cluttered demons and weak demons."

Amiella looked at the manager in surprise. The old woman said no more and started walking again.

The cobblestone trail continued, even into the forest, which had completely fallen off its leaves.

The manager picks up one branch apart from the wand and proceeds scratching down the fallen leaves. And Amiella walked shoulder-to-shoulder.

"This path, a little after entering the mountains, divides into a path that leads out to the Kingdom of Lacrimalis and a path to the district of Pisturnik"

The manager pointed south with a hand full of wrinkles and moved his hand straight west.

Blocked by the trees and slopes of winter withers, neither neighboring nor Pisturnik district can be seen.

"This [exorcism] is using the power of the ground vein. If someone with magical powers steps on it, it will be more potent, but that person will be tired for that matter, so maybe we should try not to step on it."

"... right"

A mountain walk you can't get used to, but you're tired. Besides, [exorcism], it's also found in amulets and rucksacks, skin clothes, and coats.

Through the branches of the trees, the light that shoots into the woods is weak.

Still, it seems sufficient to remove the Miscellaneous Demon. I wasn't within sight.

If it was the season when the leaves grew, I would have been there even at noon, and now it feels like winter was a good time.

The coat provided by the manager protected Amiella from the cold with the [cold resistance] procedure.

"Straight ahead to the mountain, we'll be on our way out. Turn toward Pisturnik District, all the way west, and we'll split up again. Straight ahead, the way to Zolata and the way down to Pisturnik."

"Which way should I go?