It's all one flower.

The row of the Rourkes mobile distributor Praethermissa walks through the city of Cardafstovaux, the only and largest city on the island of Lanterna, guided by haulier Fiarluca.

In peacetime, they would think it was a group trip. There was a star marked terrorist attack the other day, and the ground unit of the Artel army has just passed, and the locals are pointing their nerves. I cared for the line with a strange face and immediately went back to my errand.

The Kirkursian fundamentalist group "Star Mark (Servant)" is designated an international terrorist organization in many countries, including the Republic of Nemoralis, but is legally present in the Republic of Artel and the Republic of Lanista.

Roark was frightened to learn that the terror the star logo had planted on Lanterna Island was completely blameless in clippings of newspapers he had seen at that base and in Internet news that Farkill had shown him.

Captain Solgnac knew that the Autonomous Region of Listwar was protected in the junction, and in the Zerneau City Raid operation, he used spells and magical tools to counter magic.

Roark slows down a little and walks staring at Captain Solniak's back.

The captain does not normally talk to the pharmacist (dull) Awellana and the employee Kruilo and treat them as filthy beings. The same goes for Juvenile Soldier Morph and driver Medvege.

Needle Amiella was also wary of the two wizards when she met them on the banks (by the banks) of the river Njefried, but was now completely used to them and had become friends with the people of the lake, Awellana.

Roark's grandfather said there are many poor and faithless people in the Barack Zone formed by the illegal occupation of the eastern part of the Listwar Autonomous Region.

The members of the Star Way Prostitute Army were residents of the Barack Zone, and in fact, Captains Solgnac and the Moving Forces were so accommodated and executed using spells and other maneuvers.

The estate districts of the central part of the Autonomous Region and the rural areas of the western part of the country are relatively wealthy, and this one is joined by the stars.

Roark was taught how the Autonomous Community was doing in photographs they took and so on.

He secretly took pictures and footage of the Barack Zone and sent materials edited on the Teardrop route to foreign Kirkurist groups to raise funds, food, weapons and more under the water.

of Kirkrush fundamentalists. They are not comfortable with the inhabitants of the Loose Barack Zone of Faith or the Star Way Brave Army.

Roark's grandfathers did not hesitate to use the residents of the Barack Zone for fundraising while looking down on them as "faithless".

Leading Autonomous Communities wanting to zone the Barack Zone have been fueling the lower constituents of the star's logo with rumours that, little by little, there are powerful people hiding in the Barack Zone. And he set the Barack Zone on fire, making it look like retaliation for terrorism.

Due to the dryness of the air and the fact that Barack was building it, from what I saw in the extra newspaper, it seemed to go around the fire fairly, quickly.

The executioner of the arson would not have helped.

In a newspaper scrap I read at the base, the star sign praised the suicide bombing attack on the wizard as an honorable act.

... killing people indiscriminately, and what an honor. Aren't all the people of the Autonomous Communities Kirkurs of the same faith?

Is it okay to determine the weight of your life by the seriousness of your faith?

Roark couldn't forgive his grandfather and his parents for instigating terrorism and arson, for not doing anything while he knew it.

... At least if I had just taught the Viyunooks, I might have helped.

Roark's eyes look at the tidy old city of Cardafstovaux, but in his head the burning of the still new city of Zerneau and the burning of an air raid in which simple, small dwellings disappeared without a trace.

At the very least, in an attempt to avenge his enemies, he joined the Nemoralist aspiring militant guerrilla and took part in the Aquillo Base Raid operation, but I don't feel I could have sinned at all.

I bombed an Artel soldier with a grenade, and I just condemned him for rejecting it.

... The curse doctor is right. I don't care about revenge, I can't.

So what do I do?

The spelldoctor Septentorio couldn't remember what he was saying, as Roark misted his memory.

"Hey, weren't you supposed to go underground?

Roark, with the thorny voice of Juvenile Soldier Morph, was raised to reality from the stark of a dignified circle of dark thoughts.

Carrier Fiarlka stops in the entrance hall of an old building and looks into the boy soldier morph with a laugh.

"Behind this building, there's a staircase down to the underground."

"Here?

A boy soldier from the Barack Zone of the Autonomous Region looks suspicious to the people of the lake, Fiarlka. Captain Solgnac placed one hand on Morph's shoulder and shook his head to the side.

"Go and you'll see"

Carrier Fiarlka turns his back and heads behind the hallway.

The surface of the building was covered in tiles of colorful spells, which appeared to be delicate decorations in the eyes of Roark, who knew little (if any) powerful words. I don't know if the colors make sense either, they look like they draw some sort of shape across the building, but I'm not sure.

Roark was a little late from everyone and went into the building.

"That Co and the driver, and your brother, they know it's for me and Chloenier, so maybe, okay, but everyone else isn't, so don't go off."

Fiarlka said as she descended the narrow stairs, without even turning around. They also have something like a code for people doing dark business behind them.

Amana's connected to Cruello. Put your strength into your hands.

For the first time, Roark stunned his face to the smell of spicy spices. Both sides of the stairs are sandwiched in spell-crafted stone, with a sense of compression.

"I still think there's a fixer somewhere open right now, but what do we do for lunch?

"At the inn, aren't you going to eat?

Fiarluca nodded forward to manager Leno's question.

"Because I stayed as long as I could, and I held it down at a cheap place"

"Um, so, lunch first, please?

"Fine."

Fiarluca responded casually to manager Leno.