It's all one flower.

Pinatifida and Elantis, Amana, crouch down and look at the blue hinagi.

A flower dedicated to the goddess of the lake, recently grown in greenhouses and other places to go all year round, but originally in autumn. Flowers blooming now, blue petals like lake water radiate from a gathering of yellow rubies (shibe) in the center, shining in soft sunshine.

A small flower, also found in the decoration of the Temple of Panisea Uni Flora, was entertaining the girls' eyes and giving them peace between the bundles.

Leno Store Manager and employee Cruillo stand beside their sisters and gaze at the hotel's front door. The figure of Fiarlka, the haulier of the people of the lake, was still not visible, and the two of them were discussing what was to come in a whisper.

A short distance away, Juvenile Soldier Morph and Medvege twist, Captain Solgnac watches with gentle eyes.

Needle Amiella and Roark were keen to see Farkill's hand. Pharmacist (dull) Awellana also joins the circle and peeks at the screen of the tablet device.

It was called a date and had a flag mark and a short sentence alongside it.

"Is this...?

"This is the comment section of Yourcast. The people who viewed the video when everyone sang at the Dossici City Mansion wrote their thoughts."

Watch the screen one turn larger than the notebook as you listen to Farkill's description. About half the flags in the Hunan region, such as Lacrimaris and Amitostigma. The rest is Awellana's unknown flag.

- Good luck with that.

- I'm here for you.

- Please stay safe.

- May you be at peace soon and live in peace...

Mixed with words of encouragement and prayer, he also wrote abusive comments and lyrical proposals. Cursing comments come with embarrassing (but) comments, and lyrics proposals come with suggestions for improvement, etc.

There are comments not only in Hunan, but also in common languages and in foreign languages that Awellana does not even know how many words they are.

I don't know if the common language has a lot of slang and miswriting or if it means more than half of it. Some comments were just a line of symbols that I'm not sure what they are.

Farkill's fingers stroked the screen and pushed it up, causing it to display the video and numbers that stopped after playback.

"A slightly larger black number is the number of views...... erm, the number of times seen, the slightly smaller red number is the number of people who thought this video was good, and the blue is the other way around. So is the number of reds and blues next to the name of the comment"

"Huh?... Ichi, Ju, Hiku... erm, Cotto said they've seen it over 30 million times?

Roark is surprised by the number of digits, and the pharmacist (dull) Awellana and needle Amiella are also flabbergasted to read the numbers with their own eyes.

Far more than the population of the Republic of Nemoralis.

"The same person may have seen it more than once, so this number is not the number of people I've seen."

"Ah... Oh, really?

Roark claps out.

"If Mr. Razornik asked the" Bouquet of Peace ”people to sing, or anyone who sees this said," I've tried singing it myself, "and that includes saying so, that song has reached quite a few people."

I have no idea exactly how many people arrived or how much to subtract and think about, but I just found out that they are awesome people anyway.

Farkill explained in a bright voice, but Roark's pointy voice pointed to the hole.

"The Nemoralists, they don't have machines like this, so they won't have much."

"Mr. Razornik and his men are spreading national health gymnastics and songs in the tunnels at the refugee camp in Amitostigma, and they're doing charitable concerts in the country of Nemoralis, in a city that wasn't hit by air, so, well, word of mouth, it seems to be spreading."

"Really?

"If you ask me that... Something to say that, like I've heard before..."

Pharmacist (dull) Awellana remembered a little in her description of Farkill.

"Good morning. Glad we made it."

The four of them, looking at the small screen with their foreheads together, raised their faces in the voice of Carindura. My cheeks are exhilarating and I'm letting my breath bounce.

"Whoa, the hauler's sister's out too."

When I saw the hotel in Medvege's voice, a green-haired woman had just come out the front door. From here on out, it only looks like a pinky finger, and I don't even know its face.

"This garden was also full of people who had evacuated Nenia during the winter months."

The singer Niptra Neumae. Kalindula looks around the vast gardens of the former aristocratic hall with a needle amiera and a similar face.

Pharmacist Awellana saw the [singing] school badge (yesterday) shining in Kalindula's chest, wondering why he was telling such a story. The little bird who turns his throat, looks up to heaven and sings wholeheartedly is a testament to the singer of the curse.

"I asked someone I knew to look into the ship moored in the port of Lacrimaris, but there was no Kofu III, he said. I'm sorry I couldn't help you."

"No, no, thank you. Just figured that out would help a lot. I said I should look for another port first, because I understand. Sorry for the inconvenience."

When the pharmacist Awellana spoke quickly, Carindura made a smile and gave a bright voice.

"But in a refugee support activity, he told me that he had met a number of people who were coming and going here and in the Amitostigma camp, who said they had been helped by fishing boats of the people of the lake..."

"Thank you. Glad to know you have hope."

There are many lake people engaged in fishing.

If you were a bureaucrat or a nearby fishing cooperative, even if you weren't in Awellana's possession, you might have some clue.

Star Road The terrorism of the brave army and the air raid of the Artel Lanista coalition that began shortly afterwards.

At that time, none of the fishing vessels operating off the shores of Lake Lacus had returned to their home port of Gereso. Even if we just know where the Jerezo Fisheries Association vessel went, it's now a very grateful piece of information.

"Thank you for waiting. We have a little over half an hour before we set sail, so you can walk slowly enough, you'll make it."

Fiarlka chuckled and encouraged the line, and everyone left the hotel grounds with a large load.

As we walk, we talk about what happened after we got to the port of Cravel in the Republic of Nemoralis.

"Let's get the truck out somewhere big in the harbor and split the luggage"

"So... you're dissolved, aren't you?

When the pharmacist (dull) Awellana asked Captain Solgnac, the captain nodded forward.

"From there, the destination and the purpose are different."

"Can we have my father stay in the truck until we find him?

"What are you talking about, huh?"

Medvege, the driver, laughs and beats Cruillo's back when he asks anxiously. Cruillo and Amana brothers and sisters grinned in a ho.

"Of course (of course), Roark, you can stay until you move into a temporary home or something. We don't know when we'll be able to cross to Nenia."

When Captain Solgnac added, the air in the field was somewhat loose.

... Everyone is worried about what's going to happen.

For the pharmacist (dull) Awellana, those who had almost no contact, without terrorism and war, they might not have met in their lifetime.

This is especially true of the four people of the Autonomous Communities and the foreigner Farkill.

And yet, it was strange that it was so difficult to break up.

... even though I don't like my lover or the kind who says so.

The waterways of the Wang capital Lacrimaris are busy in the early morning with ships filled with loads that are still alive and cannot be put in [endless bags], such as vegetables, fruits and fish.

I headed to the harbor, carving the landscape on the shore with all of us.