It's all one flower.

Miscellaneous demons squatting (quail) on the detailing path of the destination.

When Senator Krapifnik cast the spell, he fled in a hurry. The two go through the details of the gap in the building that has driven away the miscellaneous demon and out to the garden tip of a private house.

In front of a tightly closed iron gate, Senator Krapievnik cast a spell in a whisper. Then call in a normal voice.

"Mr. Snegg, Mr. Snegg"

The voice was heard from behind the garden, in front of the front door of the house. I don't know what the trick is, but it's much better than shouting out here.

Senator Laqueus decided not to ask and looked around. This house in the valley of the building is isolated from its surroundings. There are no lights in the buildings next door either, it's quiet. Turning the way you came, the street lights look small.

Slightly, the door opened, and a man with snowy gray hair came out for a small run.

"Mr. Krappyfnik, you're well, you're safe... this one?

I'm Dr. Lacueus.

"This is better... go inside anyway"

The old man opened the door and recruited a late night visitor. From the top of the door is locked, the procedure is applied and locked with care.

The old man in his sleeping clothes led them to the kitchen to sit at the table. Boil the water with surgery and prepare the tea quickly.

I sat down and recommended tea to both of them, asking questions.

"Are you the only two people who could escape?

"No, the Axis Party people on both wheels have been at the centre of the action. We just hitchhiked it."

"What about those people?

"I don't know. It was a battle with soldiers... and there may have been others who took a ride."

The old man nodded Cheng Cheng and sipped a sip of tea.

Senator Krapiefnik bows his head in regret.

"Maybe we can reach out to arrange it here, too. Sorry for the inconvenience."

"What, I don't mind. I want this war to end soon."

Waiting for the story to break off, Rep. Laqueus asked Rep. Krapiefnik.

"This one...?

"Oh, I'm sorry I'm late for your introduction. I'm a pianist with the Lyabina Civic Orchestra."

"Please call me Sneg"

I am introduced by Senator Krapifnik, and I bow my head of snow and white.

"Mr Snegg, this is the teacher of the elected MP of the Autonomous Region of Listver"

"As a congressman, it's called Raqueus, and from within you, you know the old days, it's called Halpator."

The pianist Sneg nodded when he saw the harp held by Senator Laqueus.

I don't know when this place is going to be searchable. The three of them exchanged information quickly.

Senator Krapiefnik tells us that the demon asthma cannon is a weaponized magic creature, that the air defense ship was sunk in some attack and that the demon asthma cannon is missing.

Sneg changed his complexion.

From his mouth, he is informed that the UN has dispatched a weapons inspection mission, that the Nemoralis government has misled the Blue Rose Forest inspectors, and that the citizens' aspirations are carrying out grassroots level peace operations.

Willing activities include calls not to participate in guerrillas, support for refugees (Risa Yi), and efforts to reach out to city councillors and congressmen.

Those who have lost everything may also hesitate to throw themselves at guerrillas if they have less anxiety about their lives and what they can protect.

Specific activities included the construction of temporary housing and the commissioning of the breeding of dogs and cats who lost their owners, also in cages with expectations of suicide deterrence.

entrust the tenants of the temporary dwelling with the rearing and deliver their own food and pet food as a fee. Regular visits disguised as deliveries were also accompanied by "watchdog support" for the victims.

He also provides work support, medical care, and psychiatric support.

Those costs were covered by donations and weekend concert revenues.

"At the end of that concert, we are bound to play the song you taught us about national reconciliation"

"Welcome, thank you"

At the civic level, there is nothing more we can do.

In the first place, this war was suddenly blown by Artel's side. The majority of Nemoralists do not want a continuation of the war. In particular, the generations who knew half a century of civil unrest were fed up.

Newspapers and other polls show that the hardship theory with Artel to argue with is less than 30%, and the morale of the regular army is never high.

"In the first place, I wouldn't have asked for it, but it was supposed to be in the name of saving the Kirkurs in the Autonomous Region. Now the Autonomous Region of Listver…"

Senator Laqueus doesn't even know what's going on locally.

Snegg told a story he heard from an acquaintance in the press and finances.

"Large companies with factories in the Autonomous Communities and the Kirkulus countries of Alton Gaza are collecting donations and supplies for zoning projects."

Eighty percent of the Barack Zone was burned down in the Great Fire.

I say use this as an opportunity to turn it into a disaster-resistant city. Construction of roads, freshwater plants, sewage treatment plants, churches and schools is already under way. Survivors' occupancy in makeshift housing was apparently completed the other day.

The problems of transport, public health, flood control, water resources and housing were about to be solved once and for all.

"I see. If life in Barack Street improves, there will be no excuse for Artel to continue the war"

Rep. Laqueus regretted that the cause he had been unable to accomplish, despite years of grief, had been accomplished as a result of the arson caused by the star sign (servant).

Stars Road The overcrowded population was also eliminated by disguising it as retaliation by the citizens of Zerneau for the terrorist attacks of the courageous army, burning down many Autonomous Communities with their hands.

I can't read how far the big companies helping rebuild know and what their intentions are, but if this leads to an end to the war, now I just have to keep going with all my strength.

Many sacrifices were made.

Now is the time to be sorry for an innocent people who have been deprived of their lives if they do not forge a lasting peace.

The three discussed what they were going to do until dawn.