It's all one flower.

"Doctor, if you don't mind, would you please go to the consolation?

The soprano singer Oratorix did not speak up and moved his mouth as "amitostigma". Lacueus nods after reading his lips.

"... is that what you're going to do?

"Yep. If you don't mind. My teacher's harp would be most appreciated..."

Oratorix said sorry and Snegg took it after smiling bitterly.

"It's hard for me to carry a piano."

Even the grand piano can't be carried in [endless bags], but the bags are disposable. Prices have recently risen as a result of the lake blockade in the Kingdom of Lacrimaris.

The route of the aircraft's direct nemoraris-amitostigma flight is not included in the containment range, but if Lacueus, who escaped from the Congressional quarters where he was under house arrest, goes to the airport, he will be caught. But using the [leap] technique, such a network of investigations is just like monkeys. The Nemoralis government would not, at least, expect the Kirkuls' Lacueus to travel by magic machine ship or magic.

Even to get behind it, it's decided that it's a good idea to have them magically taken. In the first place, getting out of the dormitory on that rainy night also borrowed the help of a young congressman in the next room, Krapievnik.

... now what.

Piano players and soprano singers gaze anxiously at MPs who are also harp players and wait for answers. Councilman Laqueus mocked himself by shaking his gray head small. I realized something more important than faith.

... If you want to escape, you can accept the spell, and say no for others. That's selfish. As a person, seriously, isn't it a gentle deed?

Laqueus expressed his willingness to acknowledge the two members of the Lyabina Civil Orchestra, retaining a heart that was often likely to lean toward faith. Two of the orchestra members face to face with joy. Oratorix said in a bright voice.

"Well, I'll tell the choir."

"If you have a teacher, everyone on the ground will be helpful."

"... help?

I lean my neck at the words that the refugees are not happy and that you will all be helped. Sneg got himself on the table and invited him small. Laqueus faces the gray head across the street. Sneg whispered with his hand next to his mouth.

"One of the refugee camps is Mr. Asakor"

……

He's the leader of a two-wheeled Axis Party. Together with Laqueus and others, he opposed the use of demonic asthma cannons and, by a majority of the opposition and the Nemoralis army, had been placed under house arrest in a senator's quarters.

He secretly contacted the outside world and also gave Laqueus and other unaffiliated and other members of the political party the opportunity to escape. After the escape from the quarters, it will be scattered, and the safety of those who, like Senator Smurf, could not confirm their deaths in the press is unknown.

According to Snegg, even the city of Ljabina on the eastern tip of Nemoralis, far from the front line of Nenia Island, has recently seen a little of the soldiers. It's odd that he walks the city dignified in his military uniform when searching for an escaped senator, but Senator Laqueus kept him as close to the window as possible, too.

"... what about the others?

"It's dangerous to solidify in one place, so they're dispersed."

Snegg's whisper answers Laqueus's question.

This is Snegg's home, but I don't know where [sensitive ear] technique is being heard from. In the senator's quarters there was a line between surgical eavesdropping and anti-theft, but there is no such thing in ordinary private houses.

[Singing] The scholarly soprano singer Oratorix put his hands on his mouth and moved his mouth "The day after tomorrow, leave" loudly and clearly. Reading lips, Lacueus expresses recognition with his eyes.

The three of them took their seats at the same time and hung their bags together.

Amitostigma is located at the eastern end of the Hunan region. The hinterland was covered by vast forests, with large cities concentrated on the plains of the northwest.

Refugee camps were set up at the edge of the plain… at the outer edge of the forest. The majority of the Nemoralists who escaped the scourge of war and managed to reach it safely are powerful people. With the support of the Amitostigma Government, the Fraxinus Church, United Nations agencies and human rights organizations, to some extent, it seems to be working out, but it is never a comfortable life.

Reports such as the Hunan Economic Newspaper, headquartered in Amitostigma, and information on supporters Snegg has said there is a significant lack of medical and food support.

... Why is everyone so helpful when the powerless people (I) go?

We celebrated the day of departure without being able to raise any doubts about the detours. He disguises himself as Harpatola, the teacher of the harp, and goes out to the garden with some luggage, such as a change of clothes.

Early in the morning, though, the outside air was hot and humid in August. Freed from burning by half a century of civil unrest, the Sneigh house, left in the valley of the building, is only a short time for the sun to shoot, but not much wind, and the enthusiasm starves.

"Come on, Doctor, let's come."

"Take care."

Connect your hand with the Oratorix who picked you up and get Snegg dropped off. Laqueus did not defy the witchcraft, exhaled slowly and pulled out his shoulder strength. Oratorix casts a spell in a voice that passes well. The two figures disappeared from the shadow-covered garden of the building.

The wind stroking my cheeks is cold.

Laqueus, dressed as an old woman, accidentally opened her closed eyelids in awe.

The roof and walls are in front of a white house. Beneath your feet there is lush vanilla and a cool breeze. Turn around and watch the wind come. Similar white houses lined the sleek hills, and the lake spreading beyond it glowed blue.

"Is this the refugee camp?

"No, this is one of our supporters in the summer capital of Amitostigma"

That's what Oratorix says, and leads Lacueus, disguised as an old woman, to the front door. Before the two of them stood at the door, people came out.

"Welcome aboard. It'll be hot, come here."

They are invited into the young woman of the people of the lake, and the two step into the white house. Just like the Snegg house, it was cool and sweaty with the hanging on the house.

The luggage other than the harp is kept with the servant and passed to the reception room.

Tenor singer from the Lyabina Civic Choir got up off the couch to welcome the two of them.

"Are you both safe? Good."

"Morning. You're safe, too. Most importantly..."

"Thank you for waiting. It should be time for the other two to get there. Please wait a little longer."

While waiting for the latter two, a woman from the people of the lake explained her plans for today.

We meet here in the morning and practice in the afternoon. After dinner, a manuscript of the video message is to be prepared.

"Video message?

"Yes, the time for publication is TBD, but please just include it first"

Lacueus of water in his sleeping ear looks around at the three of them. Tenor singers don't seem to know the circumstances either, and I saw a woman from the people of the lake. Soprano singer Oratorix answers on behalf of the people of the lake.

"Ask Dr. Halpatola for a BGM. For more information, after the number of people is available, go to the fold of the meeting…"

"Oh... yes"

Called under a pseudonym after disguise, he answers with an old woman's voice. The lady of the people of the lake left the reception room, telling her that she would bring tea.

"To the meeting, who?

"We, the singers, meet with the camp representatives about the final adjustment of the lyrics, the teacher, about the video message with the supporters"

I was anxious to behave differently, but there was no other way to follow.

The three of us talked about recent developments and waited for the latter two.

Before long, alto and bus singers came into the reception room with the women of the people of the lake. The people of the lake made four singers a new cup of tea and left the reception room accompanied by one Lacueus.

The next thing I know, it seems, is the conversation room. Tea was prepared on a spacious table and half of the tens were filled.

"Well, take your time"

The Lady Mistress of the Lake People seems to just provide a place. I graciously closed the door.