It's all one flower.

Rubel, a demonic soldier, drank stall soup at the luxury of his colleagues, thinking about the article he had read earlier and the songs of the children of the returning refugees.

Not only the Amitostigma edition of the Hunan Economic Newspaper, but also the Lacrimalis edition that the government made its announcement, of course (of course), had a large portion of the paper and the details were reported.

The only people I don't know are the Nemoralis citizens of the parties, and I have no idea how countries are going to move and what will happen.

... What does that have to do with me being ordered to wait?

A demon soldier who knows too much about the secrets of a demon asthma cannon and knows the song of its control code. There's no way they're going to give us a capture order, but the permission to go out came out light enough to clap it out.

It seems that the security forces have moved again this time, and the Nemoralis edition of the Hunan Economic Newspaper is "the wheeler broke down," but the Cabinet Office will make a fuss.

... are you waiting because the politicians can't come to a conclusion?

It has been decided that it is better to retrieve the demon asthma cannon while things do not get any bigger.

What can I rub?

Rubel didn't understand the controversy.

I am also greatly concerned about the story of returning refugees.

Why did the National Symphony Orchestra deliberately record the fostering songs of the village of Assaite? It is a rare festival song transmitted to the cold village in the back of the mountain.

No, it's special that it's the same melody as the control code for the Devil's Asthma Cannon, but is that a coincidence, or did you put the lyrics as a festival song to tell them that it's a control code hidden away?

Why did you try to spread it until you attached another lyric just before the civil unrest?

The lake people's pharmacist (dull) said the fighting was intense and not a musical place.

Perhaps the record sales hanashi would have flown.

A slightly made record appears to have been distributed to the national broadcast, but it means something similar under either the title "Tears of the Goddess" or "All One Flower". The rebellion of the Kirkurs is imperative. In fact, it would have ended without being broadcast.

Again, Rubel chewed up the words of his hometown.

loose water strip

A new lake (Mizumi) will emerge in the sand as a result of exploring the light water vein (Mio) of the Blue Bull

Dry dragon oak (kashi) falls into the lake (Umi) of tears (Lacus)

Caged in this prayer bead (occasionally)

In this lifeless water.

I'm still in this lake.

The words of the Summer Solstice Festival (the phrase) known to Rubel the Demon Soldier are a description of the myth.

Maybe another meaning of encryption is interwoven, but I don't know what to think.

The words (words) given to me by the returning refugee girl were taught by relatives of singer Niptra Neumae, who was to sing after completion.

It is regrettable that I did not ask for details. Even if you look at words written in young but polite handwriting, they just look like a replacement for the summer solstice festival song "Tears of the Goddess".

"I envy you. I can't believe you sang with that niptra..."

A coworker who finished his soup sighed. At the end of his gaze is the prefabrication of the Returning Refugee Center. It's a building that rushed into the parking lot.

The two walked over skewered grilled meat and fries and found an alluvial chair to calm their hips.

They'll be at the center already, too, when they're unpacking and resting.

Rubel nodded at his colleague with Kusan's soup on his cheek.

"Over here since February, there hasn't been a concert at all, I thought it was because of the war, but I don't know because Niptra was evacuating to King's Capital."

"Right. It's not going to be a concert..."

"It's not like that. Civic orchestras and unsold singers are giving charitable concerts in a city that wasn't attacked by air."

"Really?

Rubel was surprised.

After all, I just thought it was something that I couldn't afford, but on second thought, my hometown of Asaeto was as relaxed as it was before the war.

If it's around the city of Lyabina, that could happen.

... With that said, the singer from the Folklore Survey also said he was here with an introduction from a councilman from the city of Lyabina.

"If I don't have a job, I want to jump to Wangdu."

"Dude..."

When Rubel laughed bitterly, his coworker went back to his true face and lowered his voice.

"If I don't have my current assignment, I'd like to go to the King's Capital right away and see if that article is true."

"... right"

Demon Costume Soldier Rubel knows the content of the article is true, but he can't say anything tied to [constraints].

Instead, he spoke comfort.

"That old lady was sourcing newspapers in Amitostigma and Lacrimalis, and there are other people who come and go with refugee support and refugees who have returned home like those kids. You know that in the reviews of people who say that?

"By then, I don't know how the war was going."

My colleague told me to glance from the Returning Refugee Center to the booth of a charitable bazaar and talk to a newspaper loaded on a stall table.

"With information control, there is censorship in the country. Word of mouth might make you incapable of saying a far-fetched tip. … make sure you don't find it"

"Ah! Well, that old lady..."

Realizing that he might be caught by the security forces, Rubel accidentally leaned back.

A colleague calms the rubel with a hand gesture, takes the top newspaper and opens the inside.

"I guess I just want to show you an interview with the refugees, but can the authorities lend me an ear...... well. Land surveys can [jump]. I can't stand a door in a person's mouth. I just caught one of your grandmothers. It's only a matter of time."

We don't talk about the possibility of being executed in disguise to keep people quiet.

It was no longer where to enjoy the bazaar, and the two followed the harbor park with few words. Return to the base on the outskirts of the capital, Cravel, and escort them to their quarters.

Once again, Rubel, a demonic soldier, glanced at the Lacrimalis edition of the Hunan Economic Newspaper.

It is written that the Royal Army hung a unit in contact with the demonic asthma cannon on the [(just) candlestick] and analyzed the information. In addition, we also looked at the location where the newly established path in the Tuman Forest was unnaturally chosen, and from that information, we also looked at the units that fought the Dark Blue serpent.

The Demon Asthma Cannon concluded that it was a magical creature on the record about seven hundred years ago, at the time, researchers from the [Crossing Swan] and [Coming Down Swan] schools involved in the seal.

Being young at the time, they weren't at the center of the research, but were involved in the under-end preparation. In accordance with the decision that the experiment ended in failure, he says it involved the production of a curse used for sealing and the creation of control codes.

In another article, Nemoralis MPs who fled to Amitostigma announced in a video on the Internet accusations that "demonic asthma cannons are magical creatures".

The article was closed with the main thrust that the Lacrimaris government had received this and was conducting an investigation under water.

... accusations? A congressman "escaped" to amitostigma?

Put the newspaper down, close your eyes and think.

The raid on the senator's quarters plundered his brain.

At the time, Rubel, who was on a flagship and on sentinel duty, was not involved in the incident at all, and it was only a few months later that he learned of the outbreak, according to newspaper reports.

The article reported that Cravell's congressional quarters had been raided by some, and not only had several guards and congressmen been killed, but a large number of missing persons had also emerged.

If that was a conflict between a congressman who insisted that the identity of the demon asthma cannon should be made public and a congressman who told him to continue to treat it confidentially, Tsuji would fit.

The guards, naturally, would have been on the confidential side.

Anyone who managed to get out of the [leap] exclusion zone of the Senator's quarters was able to escape the country of Nemoralis.

It probably wasn't made public until recently because as soon as we searched the country and discovered it, we were going to seal our mouths.

Rubel, who knew too much about demonic asthma cannons, also did not know how to handle them depending on the circumstances of the war.

… did you stop at the announcement in order to gather information from people coming and going in the country and abroad with refugee support…?

He opened his eyes and looked through a detailed description of the Devil's Asthma Cannon using an opening page.