It's all one flower.

"Wow. Mr. Amiella, he's singing on the radio."

"Beautiful voice."

Amana and Elantis whisper with their eyes shining.

It's the same song the red-haired big man sang at the observation deck at Harbor Park during the day.

Everyone was listening to Roark's radio under the [lights] that the officials dotted.

It was just before dinner that the bureau relationship process was concluded.

At the end of the holidays, the process of reissuing the ledger is awaited, but ID cards and the like will be handed over tomorrow or the day after, so the Roarks had one load on their shoulders.

Dinner was served in the dining room of the Returning Refugee Center.

It's surprisingly well-stocked soup and soft bread.

If there's enough food, my heart won't have to be rough.

Roark thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

A whole prefabricated dining room for refugees.

Built about the gym, but seats were buried about half way at dinner.

The official story is that people who have moved to temporary housing nearby can also be fed here until the job is decided.

The centre's quarters are also prefabricated.

A room with just two bunk beds was allocated.

I said I didn't want to leave with the people I traveled with, and the bakery brothers and sisters and the pharmacist (dull) Awellana, Roark could have me in the room with Cruello and Amana brothers and sisters.

Seven of the former mobile distributors do not enter the room and remain in the dining room with their luggage.

I was exhausted, but I didn't want to leave, and I was still listening to the radio here after dinner.

The refugees I was listening to with are dwindling with each end of the show, and now an elderly couple who say they've returned from the late part are eating late dinner.

"Do you know someone?

Amana and Elantis nodded at the same time to his wife's delightful voice.

"Yeah. We were evacuating together, sister."

"I was able to meet a relative in Wangdu."

"Yes. Good..."

Buturi.

Suddenly, the singing was cut off, and Roark watched the radio.

The battery is from the underground city of Chernoknyjnik, and the haulier Fiarlka procured it for me.

... was it a defective product?

Try not to look at everyone's cloudy face and fish for luggage under their feet. The announcer's pressing voice flowed before the battery was found.

"In the middle of the show, I'll tell you some extraordinary news"

The familiar voice is the announcer of the national broadcast.

... It's a national liberation show, why?

"We just got in. According to unconfirmed sightings, the Capitol and the Senator's quarters were occupied by the armed forces earlier."

The announcer's dry voice is shivering only with a heart.

Refugees in seats a little further away have gathered, interrupting their meals.

With the scrubbing sound of paper and a few breaths on his back, the announcer tells.

"The main station of the national broadcast was also occupied, and I jumped out the window and fled [jumping]. The armed forces have named themselves the" Nemus Liberation Army ”and used guns and magic to staffed them..."

DJ cast a loud [key] spell and the announcer whispered.

"… the people, please refrain from unnecessary and impatient outings and consolidate the protection of the house"

"What am I supposed to do to consolidate my protection?

The DJ of national liberation speaks for the listener's doubts.

"Replenish magic to [magic crystals] or [magician tears] embedded in walls, and hang [keys] to objects and procedures on all windows and walls."

"What about the powerless people?

DJ uttered the listener's doubts and haste.

After a few seconds of silence, the announcer answers.

"Lock tightly and block the windows with furniture or gum tape to prevent broken glass from splashing. If you have a basement, evacuate there."

"Unconfirmed sightings, is that Doco information?

DJ puts out one question after another in good time.

Roark spits and people breathe and listen.

Manager Leno and Cruello held their sisters.

"I'm an official. A state-run broadcaster and a latecomer are here to report to the station."

"Cotto said he took over the national broadcast, and by now, the armed forces might be making a statement over there, right?

"… perhaps that's why they occupied it"

Thoughtless seeps into the announcer's voice.

How long will this National Liberation Authority be safe, too?

Everybody's eyes converge on Roark.

I nodded and reached for the radio.

My fingers tremble spinning the polling station knob.

"... I will. Ladies and gentlemen of the Republic of Nemoralis, and of the Kingdom of Lacrimalis and of the Republic of Artel. We are the Nemus Liberation Army. General Unuk Elhaia has decided to face the tyranny of the current regime."

The national broadcasts, finally combined on the frequencies, had fallen into the hands of those who, as the announcer put it, named the “Nemus Liberation Army”.

From the voice of the woman flowing from the radio, I can't hear any emotions.

"The country adopted democracy in government after half a century of civil unrest, but the current parliament has decided that there was no minority opinion, as a number of acts of violence have gone by. Nothing like this can be called democracy."

... This guy, what are you talking about?

Even now, radio waves reach the Kingdom of Lacrimalis and the Republic of Artel, which were originally the same country, if they fit the frequencies of state broadcasting. There will be no problem with reception.

To Roark, I didn't think the Arthurians would bother listening. If you're a Nemoralis refugee who escaped to Lacrimaris, you might listen, but the numbers are known.

"The raid on the Senator's quarters ahead depends on the hands of the current administration. Executors are security forces of the Nemoralis Regular Army under orders of the opposition."

The people who stay together are breathtaking.

"The opposition party… the branch party of Qin Pei (Tonerico) was at the centre, pushing for the use of demonic asthma cannons. The dissenting senator was placed under house arrest in a senator's quarters, severely limiting contact with the outside world."

A woman's voice tells the truth about the case in an emotionless voice.

There's no one here who can confirm that's true.

But it was the same content as the accusation video Farkill showed me on his tablet device.