It's all one flower.

Juvenile soldier Morph explained to the remaining guerrillas how to control the building.

Draw a schematic diagram of the building on copy paper. I didn't know what the base of the Artel Army was, and I substituted it at the broadcaster's intervals in the city of Zerneau.

"Go in from the front, go in from the back, go in through the window, go down to the roof and go in from the top, or pull out some wall butch and go in... it depends on the situation"

"If you know what's going on inside, [jump] you're also an ant. I know there's no boundaries between Artel's buildings and the [leap] exclusion."

Ultr the Magic Warrior tells Cleve and the new powerful people. The only remaining newcomer nodded with a strange face.

"The captain and Mr. Oriol will decide on the operation around here. What we're going to do now is we're going to make a basic move once we get inside."

The militant guerrilla adults nod at Morph's description of the boy soldier and urge ahead with their eyes. Morph bent his elbow at right angles and raised one hand.

"I don't hear voices from gunshots and explosions, so I don't know how to contact you or give you orders. For example, this is a" stop ”signal.

In turn, explain signals such as enemy discovery, ambush, swept, close, wait, etc. The adults listened, imitating the motion of Morph's hand without hesitation.

"Oh, and sometimes when you talk, you find out where you are. I don't know where you are right now. I don't know what to do."

"I think the sound of gunfire and explosions will tell the whole story?

Ultr laughs bitterly.

"The Yang Dynamic team makes deliberate noises, screams out loud, and attracts Artel soldiers. You can't talk to a team that's going to drop the Tower of Fate."

"Oh, is that what you say?"

"I don't know which way it's going to be placed, so we all have to remember something."

"But if you cast a spell, don't find out right away"

Magic Warrior Ultr looked bitter. Boy soldier morphs don't know how to fight with magic. In an operation in the city of Zerneau, chanting didn't take long unexpectedly, and multiple wizards, in their opponents, couldn't beat this one with a large number of people.

"While I'm casting a spell, I think the other guy should cover it. You know, misleading the voice of a spell with the sound of a grenade... erm, a lot of things."

"I don't know what to do."

Cleve impresses me. He's a man who was a normal citizen until a while ago, and he speaks more than any other guerrilla.

... or why are you doing this old man, guerrilla?

Cleve was kind to the morphs, for example by moving to the base of Lanterna Island. Captain Solniak joined the task force because he is a valuable wizard, but he himself is a backward support aspiration.

"When entering the room, don't stand in front of the door"

"Why?"

High school student Roark pinches his doubts about explaining Juvenile Soldier Morph. Besides, the perplexity seeps in with where to go in and out from then.

"I don't know if they're gonna shoot me through the door, 'cause if I turn the door knob, the guy inside's gonna hit me first"

"Which one do you want me to [jump]?

"You can jump to places you don't know?

Newcomers and Magic Warrior Ultr also speak out their doubts. Relieved by the level of interest of the remaining guerrillas, Juvenile Soldier Morph replied.

"Shoot him through the door, kick him in. So, as soon as I throw in a grenade, I go in with a shot all over me."

"Just the number of rooms, you say you need a grenade?

"More."

Answer Roark's question immediately and continue explaining.

"Once in the building, proceed in a handful of at least three people at a time. If I do one room, I'll go with breaking the wall later. You should use it as much as you can when you turn the corner of the hallway."

"Whoa... the building's going to collapse?

The old man in charge of light machine guns laughs bitterly. Everyone saw the morph haphazardly.

"I have to do the pillars, I'm fine. If the defense of Nenia Island is the ultimate goal, the task will be to destroy the control tower for fighters and destroy the pilots, but not until the captains return."

"A grenade... a lot of damage was done here before."

Ancient Ginseng magic warrior Ultr creates a tannic surface, and Cleve snorts. As a boy soldier morph, he was anxious about the lack of grenades.

I've never crossed a lot more than I don't know the size or strength of Aquillo Base, but this number of people has a limited number of things I can take with me.

"If you unpin, wait two seconds, and throw as far away as you can, you can prevent damage to your allies. Grandma, isn't there some magic that can control the room all at once?

"Even so, I fought a human opponent until the war began. Hey. You got plenty of automatic little gun bullets, don't you? Then what do you do with random shooting?

I spoke to the Magic Warrior Ultr, but it seemed like an unfortunate answer to come back.

"Put the water... er [infinite bottle] or something like that in the water of the lake, take it full, and use it as a shield, would you proceed while protecting your allies?

Roark, a boy of powerless people, uttered his thoughts. Apparently, the spelldoctor Septentorio remembered the wall of water he had built in the training of [Invisible (invisible) shields] at the base of Lanterna Island.

"Water or... well done. If you submerge a whole room, you're going to be able to control it without making a sound."

"I can't handle that much water by submerging a whole room."

Ultr made the application profitable with a magical warrior-like idea, but Cleve voiced a weak voice.

"You guys have such a massive [infinite bottle]?

"He's going to say something to my grandmother. If you put about a third of the volume in the room and scratch the whole thing, you'll be powerless."

Ultr laughs and answers the new question. Cleve and the newcomer nodded with a slightly thinking face. I guess you're imagining which magic to use water with.

"Then the wizards should also train in the use of water. Everything's a bubble if you fail to hit the real thing."

Juvenile soldier Morph recalled his defeat in the Zerneau City operation.

The spelldoctor, Septentorio, gathered the water drained from the body to build a huge wall, hunted down Captain Solgnac's troops and locked them in his room. The water walls clouded with ashes where the funeral home Agoni burned the body wrapped a vortex, containing debris, blocking the Morphs' whereabouts as despair itself.

I tremble at the helplessness of the winter day.

He immediately regained his mind and continued his graphic training.

"Today, don't you train in buildings around there?

From the old man of the powerless people, Yu (more) questions fly.

"Yeah. Me, too, I was just going to train in action, but I don't want to smack into my head what I'm going to do first, the idea that is fundamental to my purpose and behavior, because suddenly it takes me a while to put it into practice."

"There's a difference in understanding and mastery of technology between acting and not knowing anything."

When Magic Warrior Ultr joined Morph, the old man shut up with a convincing face.

Guys, I'm tired of training in the woods earlier and going back and forth. There was no one to differ from doing graphic training in this base where all kinds of protection were effective, not the hot ruins that had been cut.

In the evening, drawing training was carefully overlaid until the juvenile soldier Morphs returned to their stronghold on Lanterna Island.