It's all one flower.

An empty plate is lowered and the coffee is placed.

Soon, the dining room guests were mostly replaced.

"Uh, so, do you mind if I talk to you a little more?

"What am I supposed to tell you?

The thin voice of a young mother trembles anxiously.

Farkil replied in a quiet voice to keep his emotions as low as possible.

"What's going on in the capital after the coup, the damage you've all suffered, the damage you've done to others, the athe you're going to rely on, what difficulties you have, what support you want, and at what point you're planning to return home... erm, there may be others, but I'd like to ask you to do that, okay?

He stopped his hand feeding vegetables to his earring grandson, and the old man of the people of the lake turned his face to Farkill.

"Nong et al can only talk about what he saw in person, is that okay?

"Yes, I'm trying to hear as much as possible, so if you know anyone who evacuated from the capital, Cravel, to the city of Grom, I'd like you to introduce me..."

"I'm sorry. We're the only ones who can escape."

"Oh, but I was stuck in some awesome traffic in a car leaving the capital and going to Rachka."

The old man shook his head, but the young man accompanied him from the side.

"Rachika......"

"Hmm? You're a lacrimalist, don't you see? It's a big port town west of the capital."

"Oh, oh... is that Rachika? What part of the capital is your shop?

Farkill recalled news that port facilities and others were damaged in an air raid shortly after the war.

... You've already restored Koto by evacuating that way.

"It's closer to the North Gate than in the middle of the capital... and I don't know if I can tell you without land exploration, but it's the neighborhood of the headquarters of the national broadcasting station"

Farkill starts a text editor to note their story on a tablet device. A toddler imitated putting a black board on his finger.

"The house was safer because it was a southwest neighborhood than that, but I heard the neighborhood near the North Gate was a lot worse..."

An old woman looks at her young wife and clouds her eyebrows with both of them.

"I've been [jumping] with minimal baggage trying to escape before the gates are sealed off."

"I have a business partner near here that I've known since before the civil unrest. Could you show me where you live, where I'm going to ask for it?"

Anxiety seeps into the voice of the old man.

Four adults of the people of the lake, whether they will find a dwelling or a job. If not, where should I go? At least I wanted food just for the kids, but I was anxious to know that there was a store that refused to pay for [magic crystals], etc.

"I don't know what to do now..."

An old woman who finishes her meal late knocks down the hot air with a sigh of coffee cup in her hand.

"Well, here we are gathering information on refugee support at the temple of the goddess west of the port of Grom and at the temple of Lady Fraxinus in the heart of the city."

"Are you sure?

"Thank you"

"There are a lot of volunteers out there, so I guess I should just go there..."

The family of the people of the lake looked slightly better.

Temple of the western goddess, repeated many times, as in the pieces of supporting information.

"We want you to tell us when you can go home."

"This!

The old mother is embarrassed by her son's blur.

The hungry children began to groan in my mother's and grandfather's arms.

"Well, the war and the coup, the fact that they're both over, it's horrible that I can't go back"

"What should I do with my kids' school if I prolong it too long..."

The mother drops her gaze on the toddler and squeals.

Nor could Farkill imagine what the Lakes Hunan region was like when children, one or two years old, reached school age.

I'll try to change the subject a little.

"Uh... so, um, if you could go to the Amitostigma refugee camp, would you like to go?

"Amitostigma, I've never been there."

"We're sealing off the lake, but we can get you through the refugee transport boat or something."

"Even if there is a ship, the fare is..."

Is it a no complain or really not? I stopped asking you what you broke into. If things change, I might go even if I don't like it.

"Oh, yeah. Perhaps the Temple is still full of Lacrimaris who evacuated in the matter of the Bloody Wind Tree. I couldn't get in, and there were people who relied on the temple of the king's capital..."

"Really? Thank you. I'll do my best to find a place to live."

The young man says, and the family all together bows their heads to Farkill.

Lunch opening will be over soon.

The number of dining room guests had declined considerably.

"Um, if you stay too long, you'll have to bother the store..."

Now I hold back the adult sleeping toddler, and the mother cuts him out in horror.

"Right. Thank you for your cooperation. I'll pay for it here, so stay tuned."

When Farkill took the slip, the family of the people of the lake stood up with a mouthful of gratitude. I also thank the clerk for the breastfeeding and leave with my big baggage.

You can go to an old familiar business partner and figure it out there. If you don't get a good story, you'll want to enter the Temple of Panisea Uni Flora before sundown.

Farkil read the text back and sent it to Fiarlka and Razornik with two or three words added.

Drink up the rest of the completely chilled coffee and leave the store without waiting for a reply.

... Well, what do we do?

Think on the way back to the hotel.

I was asking one family at a time at that rate, no matter how many days I had, it wasn't enough.

I looked it up in the map app, but there was no convenience store in the city of Grom. The copier doesn't seem to be anywhere easy for the general public to use.

... So, do you have to ask the Fiarlkas to make a questionnaire form somewhere... to borrow from a cooperating company?

As soon as he returned to the overpriced and restless room, he texted out the investigation items and sent them to the haulier Fiarlka and intelligence agent Razornik.

Check the news while waiting for a reply.

There was still not a single article in the national gaze about whether the information about the coup was difficult to grasp, the official announcement of the Nemoralis government and all the "big articles", such as the claims of the Nemus Liberation Army, the background of General Unuk Elhaia and the disappearance of Sheratan, the head of the Lacus Nenia family, and the raw voices that conveyed the current situation in the capital, Cravel, and what the citizens were doing.

The article distributed also does not have photographs of Cravel, the capital after the coup.

Farkill earlier gave him a cheap [crystal of magic] so he could be carried away. The family of the people of that lake gave it back properly, even though they had the anxiety of going ahead.

... it's wrong that such decent people have to abandon the city.

I remember the Hidden Kirkurs taught by Roark, with bitter objects in his chest.

Without information such as damage, life-related situations, and how many evacuees are located in Nemoralis and abroad, there is a fear (presumably) that support needs will not be grasped and those in need will be out of reach.

If you prepare it like that, there will be a real shortage. Limited material, manpower, funds and relief supplies could be wasted.

Without war situations and safety information, I would put the lives of my supporters at risk.

- Right.

The Nemoralists didn't have a device.

You should have made it easier to answer before you went.

You can do just fine if you find that out.

Try going around the cooperating companies in Amitostigma.

It's too late today, so that request will be all we need.

I'll print it as early as tomorrow, and I'll be there the morning after tomorrow.

Keep gathering information, nice to meet you.

Following Fiarlka's reply, he also came from Lazolnik.

- Thanks for the summary of the item.

Farkil, you asked for Mr. Fiarlka.

Ask the same question in Wang Du and the refugee camps.

Reply to both of you to say yes and insert the terminal into the charger.

...... my plans have gone crazy.

Under Farkil's sneaky plan, every day until Lazolnik picked him up a week later, he was supposed to gather as much information as possible on the movements of the demon asthma cannon, the bloody wind tree (Seifu) and the Artel army in the city of Plame, and return to a hotel in the city of Grom in the evening.

If Fiarlka moves with us, we won't be able to cross over to Plame City.

... while I can, I guess I'll just have to do what I can.

Tomorrow I decided to cross to Plame City on the first boat in the morning.