It's all one flower.

The Juvenile Soldier Morphs have spent days at a rest stop on Ougali Old Road.

Three of the Star Road Prostitutes made a buyout in the city of Racica the day after the coup and came here at the suggestion of the funeral parlor Agoni, whom they met by chance.

To save money on accommodation and fuel, but I couldn't think of it, I was able to reunite with Roark.

I'm glad I found out the Pinas are still safe, but the news I hear on Car Radio from time to time is just disturbing.

Boy soldier Morph can't stay or stand whenever he finds out about the capital on the news, but he didn't feel he could get through this forest alone, instead of going to the capital.

When the sun sets, it cools down, and cluttered demons and thin demons tuck (or rather) outside the square.

Is the protection of the terrain here quite strong, the Ougari Old Road and the rest stop where you say you rested your carriage a long time ago is a quiet one.

... hey, can't you just walk away?

The main road won't get lost. If you disrespect the food, I don't know how many days it will take on Morph's feet, but I feel like I could go to the capital.

But not later.

Even Rachka City has so many mess people and buildings. The capital, Cravel, would be more.

... No, but the funeral parlor old man, I could see you even looking.

Would you be able to escape without being caught in battle on foot, if you could meet Pina well at the end of the line?

Rourke said it also took more than two hours by car, from the Returning Refugee Center to the Northwest Gate. I can't calculate or imagine how many hours it would take to walk.

... I can't believe I left both my little ones behind.

Pina is gentle, so no matter how trapped she gets, she'll try to take her sister.

Even if we get out of the capital safely, what should we do with everyone's food while we walk to the city of Rachka?

Even the boy soldier Morph, who could only make it halfway to elementary school, found it impossible if he thought calmly. As Captain Solniak and his men say, I guess we'll have to clue to the information Roark gave us and wait outside the capital.

...... damn!

I regret being a powerless people.

If you can magically travel like a funeral parlor agoni or a pharmacist (dull) awellana, a morph who can go and help you right now, but holds nothing, will have to take days to walk away.

"Yes, I got it. Be careful, it's hot."

When I raised my face to Medvege's voice, a copper mug was in front of me that stood hot. I finally realize I'm wrapped up in the sound of bugs and the smell of soup.

"Ooh. Thanks."

Receive the soup and look up at the sky.

It was a little cloudy and spotted where the stars were visible and invisible.

I can't get warm with a magical [furnace]. An incineration normally made by picking up and collecting dead branches dyes the faces of four people red.

As I was blowing the soup cold, something moved at the edge of my sight.

Noticing that Morph turned a vigilant eye on the road, Funeral Home Agoni and Captain Solgnac turn around.

A shadow. You two.

Over there, they found out this one noticed.

One waved loudly.

"Good evening -"

"Uh, I'm running out of gas, and if there's any extra fuel, I'd like you to split it a little..."

I suddenly said something thicker that I didn't wave.

The captain exchanges sights with the driver, Medvege.

"Brother, I'm sorry. This guy's a truck, so we don't have gas."

"Ah... well... hey, what do we do?

A thick guy talks to him in a whisper. Whispering, but in a voice we both often pass, we can hear the four surrounding the fire around the plaza.

... you're letting me hear it on purpose?

"Uh, well, can I let you stay with me until morning? I only have a little bit of food..."

I felt like this was thick too.

Not only the resting square, but the Ougari ancient road is protected by a long time ago, and it's a haz that's okay to stay until morning.

Funeral home Agoni laughed bitterly.

"Nothing. It's not our private property, so I say no, but is it easier to sleep in the car?

"No, I have something to tell you."

I answered with a calmer voice waving my hand.

I felt like this quiet voice sounded familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it.

Captain Solgnac put the mug down and stood up.

"Are you... the announcer of the national broadcast...?

You'd better wave, face him with a calm voice, depending on him.

"Yes. It's Joorci. This is from FM Cravel…"

"This is DJ Rafe. I've been running away from the station car."

"Oh, really! That's my old man in the news!

Morph stood up unexpectedly, too. The soup is about to spill, rushing to balance.

"It's another station, and you've come running away with me?

Funeral home Agoni and Medvege also rise and alert the two.

"I escaped the capital on foot and Mr. Reef picked me up where I was about to [jump]. You may not believe me..."

"Well, we'll talk later. There's a car, isn't there? Let's put him here first. There's only one lane, but blocking it is bad."

Medvege scratched his head and went out on the road.

The announcer Jorch cast a spell in a voice that often passes. An ancient Ougari road rises in a moonlight light.

"Why are you here in the dark, Wizard?

"If you're someone who seems dangerous, decide not to look and turn back to the car..."

DJ Rafe says he's headed east without a chill.

The Morphs followed with a bitter smile.

A wagon car is blocking the road a little while back.

... It's a broadcaster's car, can you make it look like this?

The Juvenile Soldiers Morphs are loaning four-ton trucks from the state-run broadcast Zerneau branch. The Leno storekeepers said they saw this truck in some sort of monster.

The show's logo was hidden with a seal procured for me by the haulier Fiarluca in a mobile sales camouflage.

This wagon car has a giant "FM Cravel" lettering and logo.

... So it's from the broadcaster after all?

"Well, DJ's brother can have the steering wheel to go straight. The five of us push, we'll figure it out."

"Let's lighten it up before then"

When DJ Rafe got into the driver's seat at Medvege's direction, a joltier announcer lowered everyone. Put your hands on the hatch of the carrier and chant in powerful words.

It's a spell that Juvenile Soldier Morph has heard of.

"Oh, is it [gravity blocking]"

In the face convinced by Captain Solniak, the announcer of the national broadcast nodded.

"My magic tells me thirty seconds at most."

When Jorch pressed with both hands as he answered, the gas-deficient wagon car moved to slip over the ice. The five of us chased him, and the announcer pushed him again, but this time he was not even scared.

Medvege laughed bitterly.

"Ha. I didn't need this number."

"If you know the spell, I'd like you to chant it in turns..."

"Unfortunately, we are a powerless people"

"I don't know the spell."

Giorchi had a dripping grin on Captain Solgnac and funeral parlor Agoni's words and cast the same spell again.

In the fourth time I remember Agoni and take turns with the announcer.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

Running and chasing, when Medvege pushed, the car moved further.

The boy soldier Morph felt complicated when he found that the funeral parlor Agoni was more magical than the state-run broadcast announcer Jorch.

... pah, even though the funeral parlor old man seems weaker...? You don't know the power of a wizard by looking at it, do you, mon?

Agoni went on to say [gravity blocking], this time Morph pressed full force. He runs more and more, even though it's not downhill, and the captain chases him first and pushes him again.

With that push, I stepped out in front of the square.