It's all one flower.

Leno and the others have been out on the ground for a long time.

Afternoon sunlight is mild, with autumnal sheep clouds floating high in the sky. A row of mobile distributors Praether Missa followed the haulier Fiarluca with a large load.

"Lacrimaris is now a little bitter about the wind tree, and there were evacuees from the island of Nenia who were hosting refugees, and there was only room for a little more lofty accommodation."

Everyone's worries stab Fiarlka in the back. The haulier of the people of the lake continued his explanation in a bright voice, without any hesitation.

"The king's capital itself has not been particularly damaged, so peace be upon it. Some support groups for Nemoralis refugees are still active, and while we wait for the ship, if we connect with the people who say so, we'll figure it out after we get to Nemoralis Island, right?

"Are those people coming and going with a [leap]?

When Leno asked, Fiarluca answered with a forward look.

"That's right. Some organizations are working with Mr. Razornik, so why don't we just get him introduced?

Fiarlka and Lazolnik said once, they met each other in the Chloenier store, but at a much, much easier pace, whether they had known each other since before that or had become in touch with each other.

One line leaves the east gate of Cardafstovaux, the largest city on the island of Lanterna.

Looking down Lake Lacus from a sleek hill, the Funalis archipelago, with the king's capital Lacrimaris, did not look well in the sumptuous beyond the horizon.

Seal bags and bags and hold hands together. The landscape changed when Fiarlka finished casting a good [leap] spell.

The wind blowing up from Lake Lacus strokes Leno's cheek.

A row of mobile distributors Praether Missa stood on a small high hill. The vast capital with the bay goes far beyond Leno's imagination and speaks no words.

"This is off the west side of the king's capital. Let's go through the gate before sundown."

Turning unintentionally to the voice of Fiarlka, behind the people of the lake spread as far as the wheat fields that had finished harvesting could see, and if pigeons and sparrows pecked their fallen ears, they seemed rather there.

Turning back to the King's capital, buildings line up along glittering paths, with colours of the earth and green roofs, and white and large buildings are visible everywhere. That road is a waterway, and a large building at one time would be a temple. The waterway forms a huge magic formation that can also be seen in Leno's eyes, and the water around the king's capital pours into the northern bay. Street trees lined up neatly on the banks of the waterway were creating green belts.

"The entire Wang capital... you're in a big magic formation"

The complexion of the four Autonomous Communities changes to the whining of the pharmacist (dull) Awellana.

... Mr. Awellana, why bother doing such a trick... Oh, but do you prefer to go without knowing anything?

Leno glanced at Captain Sornyak, who was terrified. The captain exhales small and listens with his eyes to the south of the king's capital.

"What does it do?

"Let the powerful people who are in the king's capital divide their magic little by little, and gather them in the tears of the goddess resting in the Great Temple. And after that, it's usually everywhere, [exorcising], the system that protects the city."

"Right..."

Responding briefly to the description of the haulier Fiarlka, Captain Solgnac took his gaze off the temple of the main god Fraxinus, outside the south of the king's capital.

The haulier of the people of the lake sees and adds four of the Kirkurs as chirali.

"If you don't know, I'll tell you. The waters of Lake Lacus still come from the tears of the goddess."

"What?"

Leno and the Fraxinus were also amazed at that. I unexpectedly saw Cruillo, but childhood tampering also stares at the sanctuary.

Outside the south of the Wang capital, there was a rocky mountain like a pong in a boxyard, and a giant tree spread its branches at its foot. The white building surrounding the great trees is also clearly visible from this hill.

Leno remembered a passage of mythology.

A long time ago, a long time ago, a farther time ago than a demon of the three worlds was created on the Alton Gaza continent.

This neighborhood was a meadow, but at one point a drought dragon appeared and turned it into a desert. Many challenged the dragon to reclaim the green earth, but failed to fulfill it, and it was turned into sand.

Is everything swallowed by the sand... By the time it was wrapped in dryness and despair, the people of the meadows and the people from the south of the Limph Mountains cooperated to seal the dragons of the drought.

One turned into a great tree of rocky mountains and one of Qin Peel (Tonerico) to suppress the drought dragon, and one offered his own [tears of the sorcerer] to moisturize the dryness. It is told that it is Sturasi, the god of Rock Mountain, Fraxinus, and Panisea Uni Flora, the goddess of the lake.

That's how the lake that was born became known as "Tears (Lacus)".

The family name "Lacus", called by the descendants of Panisea Uni Flora, the people of the lake, was originally meant to be "lake/water/tomb," but in this region it is also meant to be "tears" from mythology. Nainia is a song/spell/sad song/ground song/lullaby.

The descendants of Fraxinus and the descendants of Panisea Uni Flora have to this day cooperated to preserve the [tears of the sorcerer] that produce seals and water.

After democratization, the Lacus Nenia family began to devote themselves to sacrifice, but until the time of the former Lacus Lacrimalis kingdom, they ruled the land for thousands of years with the Royal Lacrimalis family of the land people.

Even if the Lacus Nenia family draws their hand from the reign, as always, the land is moistened by the patronage of the goddess.

"Myths are not old tales. That sparkling is the tears of the goddess... the water that came from the [tears of the sorcerer] of Panisea Uni Flora, known as the bluebird."

"If your faith in the goddess is lost, you think the lake will dry up...?

Captain Solgnac hears in a voice without expression. The haulier of the people of the lake nodded lightly.

"In fact, there was a crisis of faith a long time ago, and the Qin skin (Tonerico) withered and the water level dropped. There's some geological evidence, so if you're curious, why don't you check it out?

"No, fine. Okay."

... The captain doesn't deny pagan beliefs.

The majority of Kirkuls decide that the cause of the drop in water levels on Lake Lacus is merely climate change, denying the faith of Fraxinus out of their minds.

Sure, if they say it was because there was a time when there was little rain, I can't say it back to Leno who had never seen water come from the tears of the goddess...... "Blue (Seibo)"

Leno, Captain Sornyak...... unexpectedly gazed at the quiet side of a former terrorist of the Kirkurs.