It's all one flower.

Car Radio has been streaming all the titles of crazy people since yesterday, no matter where the station goes.

The same woman's voice says the same thing all the time.

I guess I handed out the recording to the whole Nemoralis station.

Medvege turned off the radio with a fed up face.

"Captain, what are you gonna do?

"Whatever you do or do..." Captain Solgnac grins sarcastically at the edge of his mouth. "We're round hips now. Don't let the Wizard's armed forces and government forces get into battle."

"Grow up..."

Boy soldier Morph swallowed the later words.

... I can win. Wake up.

In the Zerneau City operation, even with so many weapons and "tools to deprive the wizard of his power," he was captured, losing to the wizards of the general public, not just the security forces and the police.

Medvege closed the driver's seat door and placed his elbow in the window frame.

The three stand in front of the truck and look around the morning port of Racica.

Outside the harbour, the container yards and warehouse districts from which the loads were unloaded could be seen, but there was no sign of the port workers.

I don't know when the big ship has been moored, but a small wave washed the starboard side. The hull has the same little shellfish as the shoreline, which is stunning.

The passenger terminal over there all along was in the process of restoring it from air raid damage, but the work was closed during the holidays. With the coup, it's subtle to see if we can resume it after the holidays.

"Morph, if you have something to say, don't hesitate to say it"

Captain Solniak, who left his back on the carrier, is (about) unwrapping his arm and turning back to Morph. Encouraged by his usual tender eyes, Juvenile Soldier Morph spewed out words that were caught in his throat.

"Pi... get everyone... you're not going to help? Don't be a patsy in the capital by now..."

"I don't know the situation. The only people who come in are the Nemus Liberation Army and their unilateral declarations."

"So much so that the broadcaster has been taken over. I don't know if the newspaper's safe, and I'm guessing it's not the newspaper delivery place."

I didn't have to tell Medvege, and Morph figured it out.

"The state of the war is completely unclear, including the number and strength of the Nemus Liberation Army and where it controlled it, but only for one thing, it is clear"

"What su?

Captain Solgnac and Medvege simultaneously clasped their shoulders at Morph's questioning.

Medvege had a bitter smile that said he had no choice, but Captain Solgnac replied with a slight look on his face.

"Kirkuls eliminated."

"Is that what you were saying? Then why the broadcasters in the capital, not in the autonomous region..."

"If the content of the broadcast is not pre-built, their aim is a reproduction of the old kingdom period before democratization and before the Kirkulus tradition. Abolishing the democratic system of government, and wanting a return to the kingdom...... no, theocracy"

"So, how about...? Wouldn't that just change the neck of a great guy in the country?

Boy soldier Morph doesn't know anything about politics.

However, Pinas, I was worried about my fellow travelers who were at the Returning Refugee Center in the capital, Cravel.

... I can't believe the captain was such a thin guy...!

"This is the second largest city on Nemoralis Island. I don't know when the battle will spill."

"If so, extra......!

"Neither we nor the Leno storekeepers have a land survey on this island. I just went to help, and I don't know where to find a safe evacuation."

The captain's quiet voice blocked Morph's voice going up in agony.

"But enough to go help......!

"Running around to the dark clouds? Fuel is limited, right?

"If it's money..."

Morph slaps on the west porch and tells the old man who pinches his extra mouth back, but the captain hands shut him up.

"The bag that has accommodated the truck would have said that creatures and liquids are intolerable"

Captain Solgnac turns his attention to a giant magic ship connected in front of him.

Boy soldier Morph remembered Carrier Fiarlka's explanation and nodded honestly.

"That tanker seems to have been abandoned for months now. You know what this means?

Boy soldier Morph remembered a job removing dirt and shellfish stuck to the bottom of the boat.

The powerless child refused to do it, but Morph ate down to the high pay. The mouthkeepers were told how important this was and how failure was unacceptable.

"Even such a tiny shellfish, if you let it go, there's a hole in the bottom of the boat. I'm sorry we had to take it back."

"When the ship sinks, even if it hangs until the boy's great-grandson's generation, you'll still be framed for debt."

That's all they said, I had to back off.

Return your gaze from the tanker that evoked bitter memories to Captain Solgnac.

"What do you call it, Cottos?

"Imports of fuel are delayed, and even with money, you can't buy them."

It's the effect of the lake blockade.

Apparently, only refugees and relief supplies can be transported along the route only marginally routed by the Kingdom of Lacrimalis. But it also protects me from Artel's air raids.

Juvenile soldier Morph held his fist in an outrage with no place to go.

"Is that why you're going to kill Pina?

"Port facilities are in some cases subject to control…"

"Then hurry...!

"The Returning Refugee Centre and the port would have been quite a distance away. I don't even think I'd bother raiding a center with only the weak. Until we know what's going on, it's safer not to make extra moves."

"I don't know what's going on, why are you telling me it's okay?"

Calm down, boy.

Medvege's hand caught Morph's shoulder trying to rush out.

Captain Solgnac says, turning to the warehouse district.

"Their aim is not to kill all the people"

"Those kids, they're Fluxinus. Sassy as bad."

Medvege put his hands on both shoulders of Morph and gently told him to listen.

... the captain and the old man, aren't they all worried?

Juvenile soldier Morph chewed his back teeth helplessly, unable to do anything, and glanced at Medvege. I'm stuck in sad eyes, and I accidentally lose my gaze.

A potpourri and shadow appeared on the horizon.

It gets bigger and bigger.

It's a magic ship.

"Morph, get in!

Captain Solniak grabs my arm and takes me to the carrier. Turn to the sound of the driver's seat door opening and closing.

"Just get in!

The driver who rode himself out the window yelled at him, and Morph ran alongside the captain.

As the boy soldier jumped onto the carrier, the captain closed the door with or without the captain. In an instant, the light is taken away and we head to the attendant's room behind the driver's seat by hand exploration.

The engine started at the same time as the passenger seat closed.

"That crest is the Nemoralis Navy..."

So, is that a warship?

Boy soldier Morph got eyes on Medvege over the back mirror.

The warship visible through the attendant's small window was still far away, but obviously bigger than the tanker. I guess one of the air defensemen who was intercepting Artel's fighters was called back in response to the coup.

"Where are you going?

"Heading northwest of Nemoralis Island"

"Huh?

Boy soldier Morph doubted the captain's words. I'm getting away from the pinas more and more.

Was Medvege convinced that he turned the truck toward the mountain and ran through the warehouse street transport road?

"Why are you like that...!

"Don't you see it's dangerous to head to the capital?

Hearing Captain Solniak scowl back, Juvenile Soldier Morph squatted (groaned) on the floor of the carrier.