It's all one flower.

Captain Solgnac and Medvege will resume the briefing.

"Reconstruction is progressing with support from all over the world, but many people are anxious that it will not be possible to live in peace"

"This track is Mon from the abandoned Zerneau City broadcaster. I've been hanging around in the basement."

"Wearing and fleeing, the only thing that can bear witness to who we are is faith in the saints..."

"No... I get it. With all due respect, the Autonomous Region of Listver is a place of garbage… and it is also famous here. Thanks to the blessing of the sun wheel that lit up all the time, he often escaped this far. Exactly, a saint's guide."

The soldier slapped him even on the shoulder, making a sound with bread, not letting Captain Solgnac speak to everyone, but with sympathy.

Captain Solgnac thanked him with a hospitable voice and continued his explanation.

During the day, there were no demons on the ancient path of Lesalub, which crossed the forest zone on the north side of the Kublum Mountains.

In Lacrimalis territory he simply did it under the name of "a refugee of Nemoralis". If he was grand, he mistakenly assumed that the other was a fraxinus of a people without power at will. sympathetic, even those who gave me food, clothing and fuel.

"I didn't think Lacrimaris would have a gas station, either."

Apparently Medvege was really surprised.

It was surprising that Awellana, too, had automobiles in neighbouring countries that adopted a policy of magical civilization bias.

"Right. That was tough. How many in all?

There's eleven of us.

Captain Solniak's voice answered concisely. The pharmacist (dull) Awellana of the people of the lake is not in number.

The footsteps of the military boots turned to the carrier.

In front of the truck, questions continue for Juvenile Soldier Morph and Farkill.

"I'm glad I took part in the operation. My sister had bad legs and my mother... because she would have tried to help my sister... it's up to me."

"Me... I was at a house I knew to help. It's late, so you can stay... but... my parents..."

When Farkill jammed his words along the way, the soldier sipped a (ha) and encouraged the boy to feel sorry for him, not pursuing him any further.

Soldiers also ask about the situation in the face of the carrier.

Guys, blur the explanation to the same extent as Captain Solniak and answer with a mixture of slight lies.

In front of the attendant's room, crates and luggage were piled up, hiding the presence of doors.

"You guys had a rough time."

"Well done"

"Do you rely on Artel?

"No... for the time being, I thought I'd take care of the Order..."

Yes, I am.

Farkill's voice overlapped Captain Solniak's answer.

"For once, they have a distant relative in the parish of Astrum in the city of Ignikans, but in fact, I don't see him, and he might be moving..."

"You don't even know the mail address?

"I just recently got this device."

"Hmm? How do you say that...?

Farkill's voice answers, "Poopy."

"My uncle gave me a goodbye when I got to Artel. Nemoralis doesn't have an online line, but once we get to the southeast end of the Autonomous Region, we can pick up the Lacrimalis waves in the critical. But there are many demons near the mountains..."

"I see. Are there few who smuggle and own it?"

To Awellana, I have no idea what Farkill is talking about, but the soldiers seem to have convinced themselves with that.

"Is that what you say? All right, go through. with the wisdom of Saint Kirkulus."

I can play joy for everyone on the carrier. I verbally thanked him and said words of prayer that I had just learned.

One of the soldiers warns Medvege.

"Mr. Driver, I've put protection in contact with Ignikerns' troops now, but there are wizards and many demons on Lanterna Island."

"What?"

"No weapons?

"We ran out of ammunition, and we had something like that, because we couldn't get past Lacrimalis territory. I left it in North Zakart City."

"It's only about the dinghy. I know how to use it, so why don't you lend me a few cloves?

Medvege's plea followed Captain Solgnac's well-reasoned answer.

... a breathtaking combination.

Awellana was impressed and cleared her ears to the conversation outside.

"I can't do that to a boulder. I'm sorry, but it's a time of war, and I can't afford to be your escort."

"Then, cruel to you, the Church of Astrum was burned down by the Nemoralist terror"

"Huh?

Farkill's voice flips. The voice of the soldier who gave the unfortunate news continued the words with humidity.

"Why don't you come to us?

"Ahhhh..."

"Let him go.... Boy, burned down are churches, police stations, etc., so far, residents have done less damage. I pray that you will meet your relatives with the wisdom of the saints."

Another voice said in a sigh and the carrier swayed. Apparently everyone who was out got on board. Following the sound of closing the door of the carrier, the footsteps ran forward and the driver's and passenger's seats doors opened and closed.

The truck's engine starts.

"Arrangements were made to be protected in the City of Ignikans"

"Now, I'm sorry, but I need you to manage to safely cross the South Vieetfi Bridge on your own"

"that the wisdom of the saints and the light of the sun and moon stars will not illuminate your ways."

"Thank you! Soldiers on the path of the Holy Stars!

Medvege responded and stepped in the accelerator.