It's all one flower.

Septentorio walks carefully on the wet floor, unable to afford to think back about his young days.

I accidentally felt the wind and looked up.

It's a big cavity.

I have plenty of room for a civil hospital where I work.

Behind it, the blue glow flashed.

From beneath the light, which looks like a far blue flower, a band of white and green light sprays up, arcing and disappears. When the two colors of light stretched out like leaves, they disappeared, and the brightness was repeated.

Proceed to the light as the water sounds echo.

In addition to the signs of dense water, it was magical enough to feel the weight every step of the way. A moisture-wicking white coat adds weight and green hair sticks to her cheeks. He leaned down and stepped out, staring at his breathlessness.

"Blue light dripping ground stained (shim) water collection (tsu) mizu collection (mazu) be

In the beginning, if you were there, you'd be moistened.

Tan (Fuchi) overflowing (Hafu) true water (Samizu) is a fine wave (Isarami) standing and rolling (Tagi) tsse irrigation (so) gu... "

A singing voice with mighty magic presses water sounds and reaches the soul, not the ear.

Septentorio's steps stopped and a cold sweat conveyed his back.

I feel like the song I felt here at a young age was the voice of a man.

Now, the blue light shines strongly as the woman sings.

"... Miso Lake is an empty rain collection."

A sea of tearful sand To a sea of green shooting

Wet in tears, blue fields, all flowers. "

As soon as the song stopped, the force fell out of his knees and he sat down on the spot. A [magic crystal] with [lights] on rolls down the damp floor and stops between them. My knees are wet and uncomfortable, but I couldn't get up.

Flip the hem of the white coat, and the singing Lord (Nushi) pokes his wand closer to the septentorio.

The wand is one head longer than her back length. It's not what the old man calls it, it's a wand that proves his identity. On the tip were blue flowers with eight petals open, large white and green leaves stretched beside them, and were made in the same shape as the tricolored light in the back. Under the leaves are the arrows of the stars that were numbered on the third moon.

... I didn't know you were called as a curse doctor...

This is Sheratan, the Lacus Nenia woman in the blood of Panisea Uni Flora, the goddess of the lake.

The Sheratan Lord picked up the [crystal of magic] that emitted a pale light and stood before the septentorio. A silver badge (today) shakes with an elephant stabbing a lizard in its chest.

"Are you all right?

"... yeah"

The voice I had managed to answer was plundering, but I put my strength into my trembling feet and managed to get up. The Sheratan Lord took the hand of the Septentorio and walked away with his back when he returned the [Crystal of Magic]. The septentrio follows the predominantly wet rocky skin.

A light of [light] is swallowed by the blue glow. [Crystal of Magic] in his white pocket, Septentorio raised his face.

Even close, the blue glow appears to be a flower with eight petals spread out. Strong light, but not sharp enough to shoot eyes. In the center of calm blue, blue gems about the size of thumbs floated in the universe, producing constant water. White and green light sprays up from the roots where water flows like stems, and when you draw an arc and form a leaf shape, it disappears.

Panisea Uni Flora, the goddess of the lake.

The white leaves are magic from the rocky mountains of Sturasi, the green leaves are magic from the great trees of Fluxinus. Prayer and magic gathered from the temples everywhere are poured into the blues, producing inexhaustible water.

Clear underwater (all there) smoked a haunting red. I felt like I had eyes on “the person" over the shaky surface, and Septentorio was stunned.

White things block sight.

Lord Sheratan stood between Tan (Fuchi) and Septembrio.

"Don't look at the drought dragon."

Septentorio took a step back without a voice, turning sideways and exhaling thinly.

Shizukuishi, a bluebird overflowing from the pond, flows outside the cave through a rock-pierced water vein.

"You've come a lot"

"In the temple... he just said he was going to help treat the refugees..."

He darkly criticized the caller and the man who had been laying low on his business, but such a vague message made him realize that he was the one who came out to the king's capital, and his voice disappeared along the way.

Without greeting the reunion, Septentorio looks at the water strip (eh) and listens.

"What can I do for you?

"Do you know what General Unuk Elhaia is doing in Cravel right now?

"I've only heard so much about it in the news."

Encouraged by his gaze, he talks about the information he knows.

"Organized a coup d 'état in the name of General Unuk Elhaia with the Nemus Liberation Army, an armed group aiming to restore the theocracy..."

"That's it, you know"

The Sheratan Lord said in a sigh of sighs, one step closer to the septentorio.

"I have no objection to the removal of power from the hands of the foolish people who pushed the Devil's Asthma Cannon, but I do not want the Lacus Negna family to take power again"

"The Nemus Liberation Army has declared in a radio statement that it will return to theocracy..."

... Are you going to abolish Lord Sheratan and General Unuk Elhaia will be delivered to the Lord's throne?

"That's not the general's own word, but the general hasn't even stopped them"

... What do you mean?

There is a water vein (Mio) at the end of the twisted neck gaze. Whatever powerful words were engraved on either side were the spells of Septentorio's total ignorance.

The cave is full of breathless magic. The magic gathered from the temples everywhere was poured on the blueberries, which produced water while sealing the dragons of drought.

In the midst of the battle against the demons of the Three Kingdoms (not to mention), it is told that the crisis of faith has come, the water level of Lake Lacus has fallen, and the Qin skin (Tonerico) of the main god Fraxinus has withered. Afterwards, the oak (casi) was planted and restored instead, but even during the civil unrest of half a century, the water level on Lake Lacus seems to have dropped slightly.

… if this battle prolongs, then again…….

The heart of the faith of Fraxinus. The voice of the Sheratan Lord echoes the requirements of Lake Lacus.

"I have no idea what the General meant."

"But..."

"Of course (and of course) we cannot endorse the acquiescence of General Unuk Elhaia in the actions of the Nemus Liberation Army that harm the people"

Septentorio looked up.

Behind the Sheratan Lord, all the magic of those who prayed shines with a single flower shaped in the nucleus. There is not only the people of the lake, but also the magic of the powerful land people. The powerless people also offered [crystals] that caged their prayers as vessels of magic.

Before one flower that blooms here, all shall be alone, and shall be watered alone.

Differences in beliefs and doctrinal claims are trivial.

Everything in this world cannot be lived without water.

"General Al Jadi is fighting the Nemus Liberation Army according to the current regime, but he is also not disgusted (or disgusted) with the people's entanglement. Some active servicemen, mainly the people of the lake, are about to gather with General Unuk Elhaia."

The current regime… The coalition of the branches of Qin Pei (Tonerico) and the Light Party of Lake Water is on the side of the defense against the attack of Artel as well as about the demonic asthma cannon. He was rapidly losing his temper by showing no path to an end to the war.

Joining the PLA up to the active soldiers and assembling in the capital, Cravel, is increasingly understaffed to protect the people from the warcraft that fed and empowered the dead in the air raids.

"I do not care who gets to the throne of power, as I once was... if all the people are treated alone"

... all the people alone?

It recalled the dialogue held over the water wall at the Central Citizens Hospital.

Star's Way The bloody cries of the terrorists of the Brave Army come to life.

Don't you think you're crazy?

The people of the lake are with the royal family!

We were dumped!

It's perfect to just be born into a wrist-vor and treated like garbage until you die!

Pushed by the voice of the boy soldier Morph, Septentorio raised his face.

"Master Sheratan... you disagree with the current situation in which Kirkuls are forced to live a painful life in the Autonomous Communities, too?

The Lord nodded at the question.

Continue the words as you bow down.

"Whether the Lacrimalis annexe the Republic of Nemoralis or the people of Nemoralis evict the foolish exchangers and rightly rule with their own hands... if all the people can live in peace and tranquillity, so..."

"So why are you here? If you defend and guide the people with that power, as you did when you intercepted the great formation of Artel, many of the soldiers will follow you, not the general."

The Sheratan Lord shook his head (wearing it) at the question of the septentorio.