It's all one flower.

So the video ends and Lazolnik asks for his thoughts.

"What do you think of these Idol Cos and their near-age counterparts?

"What...? I don't care what they say...?

A middle school student Farkil stares at Razornik with a strange face.

"They were bringing the voice staff into their company, so the microphone was available all the time. This isn't a farce."

"No, not that one you say..."

Lacrimaris boy Farkill saw Nemoralis intelligence agents with indescribable faces. The spelldoctor Septentorio has no idea what he intends to show you the video of this commotion.

"What I want you to hear is your thoughts on their claims."

"I don't care what you say... I just think you're right..."

Intelligence agent Razornik nodded satisfactorily.

"Yes.“ You're right, aren't you?

"Yeah, well, common sense..."

"That's right. It's common sense. Fraxinus... no, not in the magical civilized area."

"Um, is that a cot that we all think we can't help but be eaten by demons and warcraft in a country of scientific civilization... and we're not willing to do something about it?

Farkill asks in such a manner that it is time to explore his footsteps. Intelligence agent Razornik nodded with a small grin.

"That's what I say, Cotto. So, the video just now. Those guys gave a whole bunch of fans a new look."

"A new... notice...?

The spelldoctor Septentorio gave the answer to Farkill, who bites the words flatly.

"The fact that wizards also have good men, that all sorcery is not“ evil ", but also the power to protect oneself from demons and warcraft. In the second half, I don't know unless I get a chance to know..."

Intelligence agent Razornik says as he strokes his tablet terminal with his finger.

"In the first half, as much as a cot that can use magic has nothing to do with the good or the bad of humanity, I think I know, because the doctrine of Kirkulus says," Magic is a bad business, "so a lot of people stop thinking there."

"To prevent the return of the demons of the Three Kingdoms, if we don't pass on the knowledge of the [Skylark of the Abyss (Hibari)] school, that's enough. At present, the use of the art of the [Skylark of the Abyss] school was restricted and later banned in all magical civilization areas. Officially, no magical creatures have been manufactured for more than five hundred years."

Even the septentorio of a long-lived race over four hundred years old never had a chance to see a magical creature.

During the former Lacus Lacrimalis kingdom, he accompanied demons and other exterminations as a military doctor and toured the country for more than two hundred years, but did not hear one rumor.

Of course (of course), the military gives knowledge to all soldiers in case of encounters or intelligence gathering. At least Septentorio finished his army life without a chance to help it.

Rarely have unused and sealed individuals been discovered from ruins or the like, but have been destroyed without opening them.

"The Alton Gaza continent is hungry for magic in the battle against the demons of the Three Kingdoms, don't you think?

"Change?

Farkill tilts his neck at intelligence agent Razornik's thrown inquiry. The spelldoctor Septentorio was also bewildered by the sudden change in topic and looked into Lazolnik's eyes and waited for it to continue.

"You're not a wacko with completely dead magic, are you?

"What makes you think that?

Razornik asked about Farkill and asked him to display a graph on the terminal.

It is the annual graph of the number of casualties caused by traffic accidents and demons and warcraft in the Republic of Banksia. official government statistics compiling the number of cases handled by the police and fire fighting, are described in common language.

"This is someone who managed to escape, or just for what was left to eat, and if they didn't, they'd be missing"

Farkil does not take his gaze off the graph and nods beyond Razornik's description. Demon damage increases and decreases greatly from year to year, but on average, it's as much as a car accident, and it's never a small number of incidents.

"Pure magical civilized countries are the only ones on both wheels because they don't publish statistics online..."

A graph of the Renifera Republic appeared on the screen where I said so and switched. Same item, but fewer casualties from demons and fewer than a tenth of the casualties in traffic accidents.

"Do you know what these two countries are like?

"Erm... Sure, Banksia is a toco with Kirkrustic sanctuaries, and Renifera is a toco with a big lake of the three-day moon type...... was it?

Razornik added an explanation to the boy's seemingly unsure answer.

"Yeah. They're both countries of the Alton Gaza continent. Banksia is a scientific civilization country in the north. Renifera is in the south...... a two-wheeled country just south of Diaphanante"

"So the reason Lunifera's death toll is low is because, unless she dies instantly, she can be restored with the art of healing"

Razornik smiled contentedly and nodded again and again as the spelldoctor Septentorio mouthed the point where he noticed the occupational pattern.

"Yes, yes. It's helpful to know. Because the population is completely different, and because of the different types of demons and warcraft that inhabit them, it's not simply a comparable wax, but Renifera is magically able to protect herself, so the overall casualty count is low."

"After all, it's safer to use magic."

When Farkil said, Razolnik returned his consent and questions.

"Yeah. And don't you think it's weird?

"Weird?"

Farkil tilts his neck about what it is and stares at Razornik's terminal.

The spelldoctor Septentorio also looked at the graph again. An annual bar graph entitled "Changes in the number of deaths and injuries caused by accidents (traffic accidents and bites caused by demons and warcraft)", lined with four-color bars for the last decade to last year.

Razornik switched the screen and returned it to the graph of the Banksian Republic. Looking at it again after the Republic of Lunifera, it seems miserable.

"Ah..."

The spelldoctor Septentorio raised his voice unexpectedly. Razornik sneers all the time wondering if he's finally noticed. One, Farkill, unaware, compared the two to the graph.