It's all one flower.

"Yeah, well, apparently..."

A runaway DJ told him in a voice that couldn't contain the tremor.

I don't even care about going to the microphone and take many deep breaths.

"Our FM Cravel... looks like the last fort."

The finally calm voice, despair and determination were living together and enthusiastic.

All the other stations seem to have fallen into the hands of the Nemus Liberation Army. Indeed, it was completely silent to repeat the same contents, no matter which station it matched.

"But the phone's been disconnected, and information from the outside doesn't come in enough to say at all"

Returning refugees gathered in the dining room are breathtaking.

It is unclear what happened to the newspaper, but if it is issued it cannot be delivered, the information is out of the public's hands.

If all the news outlets fall into the hands of the coup, the information disseminated outside the country will also be heavily twisted.

Even as it stands, the government… at the hands of the opposition majority, which promoted the use of demonic asthma cannons, information that is inconvenient to the government has been presented in a conveniently distorted manner.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana doesn't know which is better.

However, under the surveillance of the government opposition, it was freely reported, at least if the press carried out its own coverage activities and information not hooked up to censorship.

The internet that Farkill showed me on his tablet device showed me one event and information from various angles.

The free information space was, in a sense, "disorderly" and mixed with information of unknown authenticity, but if there was an eye to discern, it would be traced to the truth.

If press freedom and diversity are lost, the Nemoralis people will no longer have access to information other than that unilaterally disseminated by the Nemus Liberation Army.

Will the friendly countries help me?

Who is on your side and who is the enemy?

What to protect and what to follow.

I lose authentic judgment materials, rounding choices about which to draw, and judgment materials about what to do in the future.

An order of a faith-based theocratic monarch is a coup regime that is completely heterogeneous and restricts thoughts and actions.

"Now we're doing everything we can to try to gather information on another bandwidth of radio"

... another bandwidth? What, how?

As the pharmacist (dull) Awellana questions are answered, DJ's feverish voice calls for information.

"Amateur radioists, could you please not go outside, look at it with binoculars or something, and disseminate as far away as possible?

"Oh, I see."

"But how do you prove that information is correct?

"The Nemus Liberation Army guys may be spreading false information and setting up a trap."

A whisper leaks from the returning refugees in the canteen.

Things will change gradually, even if they don't pass on false information.

"If you can connect the phone, ask your relatives and acquaintances as far away as possible about the situation. The FM Cravel line is disconnected. Please send it out wirelessly. Saying," What time is this place safe? "is also valuable information."

The FM Cravel side, too, will know that for a hundred. Still, there is no other means of gathering and disseminating information than this.

If you are a powerful people and can use the [enemy] or [telephoto] techniques of the [flying bee horn eagle (bee bear)] school, you will be able to examine the entire capital and disseminate more information, but most of you can use such techniques, military and police officers.

Retired, retired people may cooperate, but according to earlier information, many people seem to say so to the Nemus Liberation Army as well.

"However, information near your home may be raided by identifying a location. Never give out information that allows you to locate your home. We'll let you know as soon as the information comes together."

DJ played the song at the same time as he finished saying it.

A quiet examination of classical music is sad now.

Pharmacist (dull) Awellana turned her gaze to Roark. The radio owner nods and responds aloud so that they can also be heard by the people surrounding the table.

"The station will remain FM Cravel and leave it on as long as the battery lasts"

"What size are the batteries, you? If my wake-up call fits, use it."

When Roark thanked the man for his offer and told him the battery mould, several other men went back to the room to pick it up.

I smell soup from the kitchen and people move away from the uninformed radio.

... Nemus Liberation Army... Really, that General Unuk Elhaia...?

During half a century of civil unrest, I heard rumors many times that it was a prestigious general who protected Nemoralis Island from Kirkurist bombings. Sometimes in the newspapers I got it, it said so.

"Attacks dropping bombs from the sky indiscriminately kill people on the ground.

If the attack is indiscriminate, the defense is indiscriminate.

Protect everyone in the bombing zone fairly and consistently. "

General Unuk Elhaia's declaration was circulated on the national broadcast and Awellana still remembers its broadcast vividly.

Cravel at the time was one of the regional cities of the Lacus Lacrimaris Republic, not the capital, although it was the number one largest city on the island of Nemoralis.

As declared, under the command of General Unuk Elhaia, the government forces at the time were well protected, and Nemoralis Island and the capital, Lacrimalis, were almost (mostly) free from air strikes.

The proximity to the Artel region prevented an interception in time, and the island of Lanterna, the western part of the Funalis archipelago and the island of Nainia, inhabited by the Awellana clan, burned down many cities.

People of the lake, people of the land.

Republican, theocratic.

Powerful people, powerless people.

Protagonists, goddesses, other sects, Kirkrus.

The words of General Unuk Elhaia shook people's hearts tremendously in a time when people were divided by multiple and overlapping attributes, one time to the enemy, another time to be allies, not knowing who to believe, and no one could believe.

In fact it was indefensible and the city of Zerneau and others were burned down, but at least to Awellana, the words and feelings alone, were thankful.

Last night, a statement flowing from the radio said it would clearly eliminate the Kirkurs.

What changes in mood occurred to retired General Unuk Elhaia, who lost his family at the end of half a century of civil unrest? With what thoughts did you gaze at this war?

Awellana didn't even want to imagine.