It's all one flower.

Senator Laqueus was offered an electronic recordable camera by an aerial photographer. My eyes nail to the small screen on the back.

To get the captain's opinion, I looked at the neighbor as a chill. He also sweats in amazement and fear. I noticed my gaze and opened my mouth.

"... it's a warcraft"

Speaking of gentle sunshine in spring, it operates dignified in the midday sunlight.

A giant that filled a whole section of the neighborhood reflected red and black muddy sunlight. Whether it's a nose or a touch arm, shake a huge hose-like area and wait for prey.

"Increase your altitude. To the west... get out of that attack zone."

The captain commanded the pilot with a voice that pushed upset and killed him. I have no idea how far I can run to be safe. The fuselage increases altitude and the helicopter rapidly leaves the scene.

... How many of them have been feeding on that monster?

Senator Lacueus, the head of the investigation team, held a trembling fist in the small carving and looked at the captain. When it comes to military use, when it comes to reconnaissance helicopter equipment, you can't stand your teeth on that giant warcraft.

"We must report this matter to the city of Masrina as soon as possible."

The captain turned his gaze out the window when he said that in an unspoken tone.

Senator Laquéus, the head of the investigation team, makes him snort. The captain caught him at the edge of his sight and, for a moment, looked to surprise, but immediately concentrated on the situation under his eyes.

The extermination squad of the Nemoralis army consists mainly of demon soldiers.

I suppose you thought Congressman Laqueus, a devout Kirkulus, would not make a dispatch request.

The surveying company's photographer recovered from the upset already and went back to shooting.

Survivors of the city of Masrina have no choice but to remain.

The captain gave instructions wirelessly to make a major detour around the city of Masrina to a subsequent transport truck.

The ruins of the port town turn away.

In the eyes of Congressman Laqueus, too, the remains of a building spared from collapse and an alien warcraft were seen as potpourri. It will soon be smaller, too, and eventually invisible.

... How much ammunition do you need to slaughter it with just the force of science?

Thirty years after the end of the war, Rep. Laqueus breathed softly, still thinking of a defence budget that would be oppressed by the reconstruction budget.

If a soldier fights with his or her own magic, without a large budget, overriding his or her request for an increase is the annual payment that is exchanged in the Committee on Budgets.

And also, reconstruction, which was halfway down the road, has gone back to shaking it out.

… did you really need to do this to save the followers of the Autonomous Communities?

In the eastern shore of the island of Nenia there are many people on land… it is also a people without power. The majority are Fluxinus, but they are not wizards.

Laqueus was uncomfortable with the outrageous manner in which the wizards were buried away because they were heathens.

An investigative helicopter, which has changed course inland, goes south again on the orders of the captain.

The mission's ultimate objective is to ascertain the current situation in the southernmost autonomous region of Nemoralis.

For this minute, the neighboring cities of Zerneau and Kulbunika also have no predictions of what has happened.

The city of Kulbunika is a medical industry city where pharmaceutical companies, medical device manufacturers, hospitals, and others have amassed. There are also many wizard medical doctors. The wounded among the surrounding residents and others were more likely to have evacuated there.

However, there are concerns about fuel on the way home.

He did not stop at the inland city of Kulbunika, flew by the Niefriet River and checked the situation in western Zerneau. Potty potpourries and reinforced concrete buildings remain burnt in scorched earth.

The survey helicopter passes over (or crosses) the government districts of Seljevro and Zolata and enters rural areas. This one, there was no air strike damage. The helicopter slowly lowers altitude.

The house and farmland are safe.

The weather was fine, but there was no sign of anyone leaving the fields to work in agriculture. There's no sign of any people in the street either.

I don't know when we're going to be in an air raid here, so I guess we took refuge somewhere north.

Not only that, but there was also information that the refugees turned into thugs and worked looting in areas where they were safe.

Running diagonally through the Zolata district, the survey helicopter enters the Miech district.

Most of them were residential neighborhoods, which were burned down until they returned to Sarai. It seems to me that the extent of the damage caused by the terrorist attacks prior to the air raids has now come to an end.

Through scorched earth, it plugged over the industrial zone of Grjaj.

A group of factories burying the coastal area and bearing the burden of reconstruction after half a century of civil war exposes the wreckage.

A broken chimney warms up to the gentle spring sun.

Through a group of shadowless ruins, the survey helicopter broke into the autonomous community of Listver.