It's all one flower.

Farkill worked hard on common language studies to browse foreign sites, not to attend Rufus University in the future.

As far as reading is concerned, it goes far beyond the level of secondary school students. I also remember a lot of online slang, and if it was a simple takeover that would be exchanged on the bulletin board, I could understand the implications even without a dictionary.

"If you manipulate that impression, the people of Kirkulus will recognize pagans as" enemies to be excluded from society. "

The voice of the spelldoctor Septentorio took the risk.

"The countries of Alton Gaza are in a pretty nasty level of recession right now."

"The recession? Is the whole continent a recession, not some one country?

"The harm of globalism is a guy. It also affects the countries of the Chinukalkl Nothiu continent, which have strong economic connections."

Razornik's words, which suddenly changed the subject, whine to parrot back, and the spelldoctor Septentorio conceives. The information guerrilla did not interfere with the wizard's idea of a long-lived race and waited for an answer.

"The harm of forming a huge market on a global scale… if anything in some country, does that mean that the economies of other countries will also deteriorate in a chain…?

"Your answer!

Razornik applauded the wizard wisdom of the people of the lake.

"Because of the recession and the lack of money, all sorts of misfortunes are spreading in chains. There are inequalities and injustices in employment, in love, in marriage, in childbirth, in childcare, in education, in nursing care, in the treatment of illnesses and injuries, in all parts of life."

"Does health care make a difference, too?

A medical practitioner in a magical civilized area leans his neck to the misfortune of being conjoined.

"In a civilized country, I didn't ask you to see me because I'm going to collect some herbs later. Money is everything."

"So what do the poor do?

"For those who are honky and poor, the government has adopted a remedy, but for those who are halfway poor, they cannot go to the hospital"

"Oh no..."

"Someone who got into a job, someone whose company went bankrupt, someone who's super busy with a job and can't take a break, someone who's been used to death on a low monthly salary... I'm making a mouthful of that dissatisfaction and I'm out of gas"

In Lazolnik's explanation, the people of the lake's curse doctor Septentorio loses his word.

Furkill, who was overwhelmed by his thoughts, opened his mouth to show that he was listening.

"That's how I made hostility to heathens in the country, and I used it as a sandbag, but it doesn't solve the underlying cause of my dissatisfaction because such a cot, so only my hatred of heathens is getting bigger and bigger and bigger, and so I guess the Kirkurist countries of Alton Gaza continent are sneaking up on the wars that Artel has waged"

You think that if you crush the Nemoralis Republic as "absolute evil" that weaponized magical creatures, you can relieve their stress and restore the prestige of the lost Kirkulus Church.

The underlying causes of misfortune will not be solved at all.

I'm just in the mood.

The younger generation is aware of the double norm of the Church of Kirkulus. I guess you do this because you don't realize that this is a time when delusions like this don't work anymore.

"Are you really a teenager, not a child-faced, long-lived race?

Razornik takes Farkill's face seriously. Farkill let the information guerrilla sitting next to him snort.

"Watching SNS and bulletin board writing, there are a lot of stories out there that say that. Mr. Razornik, you're spreading the video from the concert over there."

"Hmm? Oh, well."

"What comments are there?

"I haven't been able to read everything for UP inside Artel because the government will soon erase it, but I've 'betrayed my fans' and 'unbelievers!' That's just a curse to say and a comment to worry about those cocks. Because if I defend you, you'll be marked by religious police."

"What about foreign?

"You're completely broken. Because the song is largely an arrangement of psalms, there are many fans of Kirkulus, but there are also heathen fans who simply see it as an idol. So, you know which one is in favor of what those Cos say, right?

"Pagan...... I guess"

A spelldoctor, Septentorio, speaks of self-evident things.

While agreeing with that, Farkill added.

"And the pagan pretentious Kirkuls, too, right? People who have been uncomfortable with the faith for a long time think that the leader's story is' the same opinion as mine '."

Farkill himself has always had the same thoughts as Archione, leader of the instant (again) star daughter (co).

Fans who were affirmed by national idols with thoughts that no one could say, or who noted in this uproar, or who realized the contradictions of the Kirkulus community, would be illusioned to be wrapped in the same exaltation as Farkil and bound by spiritual bonds with the Archiones.

In Farkill's middle school, the majority of the students were instantly fans of Star-Daughter, who was the cutest and so on and so on, and even had factional feuds.

I also felt like I wanted to see how they would react to this disturbance, but now I am not in a situation where I can be involved in such end-of-life matters.

"I have to do the next trick, while the heat of the fans sensed by those cocks doesn't cool, will you help me?

Razornik's black-and-white eyes glow naughtily. Farkill forced himself to be vigilant and watched in silence. The spelldoctor Septentorio embarrasses Lazolnik.

"Farkil, you are a Lacrimaris. Any more involved in our battle..."

"But I'm here now. Wouldn't you?

Farkil nodded at Razornik's words, thanking the curse doctor for his care.

"Not a bad hanashi for a traveler looking for the truth." Just listen to the operation, will you?

He was given the account name of the SNS, and Farkill turned to the window.

It opens thick curtains to charge its own tablet device. I see a strong summer light through the window, but the sun rises high and I don't plug it indoors.

Summer blooming white roses blossomed in the garden cut into window frames. In time, it's still far from fully charged.

"If you ask, can't you go back? He..."

"If I want to go home to Lacrimaris, I can go home alone, but I'm staying here. Don't admit you're one of them anymore, spell doctor."

Razornik blocked the spelldoctor's words. Farkill answers, looking into the dewgrass colored eyes.

"I can't help but go home alone anymore. If it doesn't bother everyone in mobile sales, let me know."

"I have to."

Razornik tapped Farkill's shoulder to tell him more about the operation.