It's all one flower.

"Coup?"

"Yes. Boy, do you know General Unuk Elhaia?

Immediately after breakfast, Farkil, who had left the hotel, was stopped by the haulier Fiarlka in the entrance hall. Now we're alone in a private room in the tea lounge.

They both pull the teacup aside, grip the tablet terminal and look at each other.

"Surely, he's the general of the people of the lake, and he's been an officer of the army since the days of the old kingdom, isn't he?

"That's right. You know me well. Lacus Nenia was a division of the family, and he had a lot of power before the republican transition."

"During half a century of civil unrest, he devoted himself to defending the island of Nemoralis by protecting the city from air raids of all races…"

Farkil recently published a common language translation of third-country records on his previous site, Travel Records, concerning civil unrest for half a century.

General Unuk Elhaia did not distinguish the people of land from the people of the lake, the powerful people from the powerless people, and protected those who believed in Panisea Uni Flora, the goddess of the lake. The main enemies are the Kirkurs' aerial power and chemical weapons.

Sometimes it was the largest faction, and as a result many people living on Nemoralis Island were helped.

Moreover, it has been declared that "if the attack is indiscriminate, the defense will also be indiscriminate" and from the air raids it has been told that the Kirkuls' neighbourhoods in the city were equally protected.

... Mr. Fiarlka was a priest of the goddess of the lake, but he was a temple on the island of Nenia, so he couldn't get help from the general, could he?

I can't imagine what she thinks of General Unuk Elhaia, who quit the priesthood, to Farkil, who has abandoned the faith of Kirkrus.

"Is this Cotto that the General has taken power? Or is it Cotto that our Lord Sheratan Lacus Nainia moved the General?

"I haven't grabbed any information on that area yet, have I? So far, there seems to be no announcement from our Sheratan..."

The haulier of the people of the lake sighs.

... We're at war with Artel, but we're going to have a coup, and if the country cracks, we're going to lose?

Farkil became worried while in other human resources (each).

The nationality on the paperwork is Artel, but on the feelings I'm not an Artel anymore. I abandon Artel's family and faith, everything in my country, and now I find myself in the kingdom of Lacrimalis.

There was no place to return, but with Fiarlka and intelligence agent Razornik, he took part in activities to end the war without direct force.

The coup I saw as "one person" without a country to stand on seemed outrageously stupid.

"I can't believe you were sneaking up on veterans."

"Did you grab General Elhaia's strength?

"Just part of it, yeah. Quite a few people quit when the Royal Army was dismantled and restructured into a modern republican army."

If you ask me that, the spelldoctor Septentorio is a former military doctor, and the Chloenier manager is a former knight, though I can't imagine from what he looks like right now.

I haven't heard why you quit, but if you're going to increase the number of powerless civilian soldiers who use guns and other weapons of science, it's going to cost you a lot of money for that.

Retreat or early retirement recommendation that I've heard a lot about lately?

There will be no choice but for those who quit on their own, dissatisfied with poor treatment.

"General Unuk Elhaia himself was discharged because he was killed by his family around the end of the civil unrest and there was no one to protect him. What do you call a wind blow?

The two move on with their tablet devices.

It's a portal for Hunan speakers. The new section of international news had been filled with a continuation of the coup d 'état that occurred in the Republic of Nemoralis.

Last night, around 21: 30 local time, a coup broke out in Cravel, the capital of the Republic of Nemoralis.

The Nemus Liberation Army, an armed group led by former general Unuk Elhaia, dominated the Capitol and the members' quarters, as well as several broadcasters, and continues to hang out with regular army security forces at dawn overnight.

The Nemus Liberation Army has held officials hostage at the occupied broadcaster and has repeatedly broadcast the same statement.

According to government forces sources, a large number of MPs are being held in parliamentary quarters, but they are hampered by various techniques of protection originally applied to the building, making it difficult for MPs to grasp the cheapness. Says the safety of the hostages is being addressed as a top priority.

General Unuk Elhaia has not been identified and his location is unknown. The full picture of the Nemus Liberation Army forces that occupied the Capitol is also unknown.

The Nemoralis government has set up a countermeasure headquarters in the city of Racica, the second city of Nemoralis Island, with a focus on army executives and senior government officials and members of parliament who have fled the ordeal, to discuss responses.

Citizens fled [leap] to other cities, and the streets were idle despite the midday of the fall festival's three holidays.

From time to time, it is a car of powerless people loaded with people and luggage, and so far, they have not prevented the evacuation of the inhabitants.

That's all the two of them stuck on the news and figured out.

"Are those guys gonna be okay?"

Fiarlka raised her face from the terminal.

There are no windows in this private room.

Farkil had no idea what was going on on on the island of Nemoralis, far north of the Funalis archipelago, where the king capital Lacrimaris was located, more than online news.

"Mr. Awellana and the others are at the Returning Refugee Support Center in the capital right now, right?

"Right. I don't have a landscape on Nemoralis Island, so I'm gonna jump and see how it goes."

"Oh, no, such a dangerous thing..."

Farkill took his breath away from his words.

"... after all, the present capital is dangerous... right?

"If the Regular Army and the Liberation Army get hit from the front, there might be a split. But now General Al Jadi of the Regular Army belongs to the Lacus Negna family."

"Really?

A little force fell out of Farkill's shoulder.

"Well, now you're not fighting because you're discussing it with your relatives."

Fiarlka shook her head small to the side.

"Relatives don't necessarily mean that General Al Jadi and General Unuk Elhaia are separate branches."

"Ah..."

Ten faces crossed to Nemoralis Island on a magic machine boat, and Farkill's head turned white.

Captain Solgnac said something about going back to the autonomous community of Listwar, but in this situation, would there be a boat out to the island of Negna? Or could you have boarded a boat to Nenia Island within yesterday?

I didn't have any means of contacting you.

The back of my chest burns to the ground.

"I should have made this into Zhenhua tea.... Well, just calm down and listen to me"

Fiarluca drank a completely chilled cup of tea at once.

Farkill also takes the cup and moisturizes the dry tongue.

"What's the kid's schedule for today?

"Travel to Grom City to gather information on the Bloody Wind Tree"

"You look like it's not the other way around. But just go, as planned."

"Huh? But yesterday..."

The Lacrimaris army finally announced the progress of the extermination in the evening news. Pick up the residents' stories and you'll be able to supplement the information, but now I feel like it doesn't make much sense.

"The island of Nenia is divided between Nemoralis and Lacrimalis, north and south."

"Yep."

... How about that?

"Nemoralis Island was almost intact from the Artel air raid, so there wasn't much movement of residents, but those who want to escape the battle of this coup will come and evacuate where they know it"

"What...?

"Please talk to them. Diffuse information will be scrutinized later, so just gather it without daring. Because we'll split the king's capital."

"Oh, oh, is that what you say... ok"

... It's not like you can do something directly for everyone who sells on the move.

Farkill now understood what he could and should do, but how powerless it was to help everyone.