It's all one flower.

The wind carries scorched air.

Farkill left on the north side of the Zakart tunnel (tunnel). It is the territory of the Nemoralis Republic on the island of Nenia.

There's no border security, no prosecutors, nothing.

I guess because it doesn't make sense to those who can magically travel, such as that haulier.

... but there are people in both countries who are powerless?

It is strange that even the powerless people alone do not stop.

But now, thank God we don't have to be stopped here or forcibly deported to Artel.

This is the city of North Zakart, on the western edge of the Kublum Mountains.

The national highway leads down a slope that leads from the exit of the tunnel. Ahead there was a city surrounded by high walls.

The city of North Zakart was destroyed in an air raid by the Artel Lanista coalition forces.

There is no sign of what lives and moves in a far-sighted city.

Farkill took out a flying tablet device he bought downtown and a photovoltaic charger.

Turn it on and check the radio status. Hardly a single antenna.

To the south of the Kublum Mountains is the Kingdom of Lacrimalis. It's a magical civilization subject, but it's a two-wheeled country. There are flaxinus sanctuaries and many pilgrims from other countries. Communication antennas were maintained for pilgrims.

Farkill was half-hearted to see that information online.

Even in Nemoralis territory, where one mountain is sandwiched, critical radio waves are delivered. Horribly, he shot the city with the camera capabilities of his terminal.

Launch your browser and log in to SNS.

The address I used to register is a free email. It's a prepaid device I bought in Yami and I don't even know who the real contractor is.

I used to cash in on my nettle-earned cryptocurrencies and have paid them up to full limits. If I don't even cut the charge, I can use it for about six months.

... Well, maybe I'll die before then...

Before that happened, I wanted to tell you as much as I could about the current state of Nemoralis.

On SNS, follow the official accounts of news outlets around the world with a focus on news sites specializing in the Internet.

Few formulas returned follow-ups, but the average person following the same account followed Farkill for some reason.

Farkill also favorited the account he followed. Now there are quite a few interconnected accounts.

Farkill's account name is Traveler in Search of the Truth.

Several people commented on images that were tried and taken downtown and underground, uploaded to SNS and published in their entirety.

The image I just posted under the title "North Zakart City" also makes an immediate comment.

- Traveler, is that true?

- Are you a Nemoralist?

- Air raids. Is this terrible?

There are a number of questions lined up to make sure it's true and false.

Farkill took a sign in front of the tunnel instead of a reply and UP.

Stand at the edge of the national highway, change the angle and take a few more, same signs to add. The background of the sign is the cliff just west of the National Highway and Lake Lacus shining beneath it. To the north is the ruins of the city of Zakart.

< I would like to save batteries so I will refrain from replying >

I added it to my profile field and closed my browser.

[Exorcism] of gloves is taken and placed to save magic. Until sundown, as long as you walk in the direction of the sun, you'll be safe.

I'll use this only after I've decided on my bed for tonight.

... Until then, I hope you live.

Farkill looked back slightly down the hill and took the north exit of the Zakart tunnel (tunnel).

... Even if I die, the image stays.

Farkill chose one of several SNS headquartered in a foreign country. You can't reach the Artel authorities.

In the unlikely event that it is deleted, it will be downloaded by the individual before then and saved locally. It is impossible to delete all of that completely.

... If I take about ten more pictures, I'll also write them on the bulletin board to direct them.

We went down the hill long enough and took another shot of the fence surrounding the city of North Zakart.

It is a magical barrier that prevents miscellaneous demons, demons, and warcraft coming down from the mountains. Curses such as [exorcism] seen in the underground streets of Lanterna Island are engraved in bands.

The wall height is about three meters.

There was no damage within sight.

Huge gates remain open.

Place-named signs and photograph the city from the front of the gate.

It was destroyed in an air raid by the Artel Lanista coalition forces, and there were no buildings that retained their original form. There is no appearance of man.

Even in March, people's muddy cities are cold.

The air raid was about a month ago, but the wind still carries a scorching odor.

Farkill rewound the muffler and dived into Daimon.