It's all one flower.

690. Journalist's Mission

"The battle zone was expanding and the East End police station seemed to be involved in the battle, causing the government building to collapse. We interviewed the remaining surrounding residents, but could not confirm the exact date of that battle. We don't know if there are any casualties."

State broadcast announcer Jorch tells us what he has seen in the capital, Cravel, in a way that reads out the manuscript of the news.

We also heard reports of a bomb attack on National Highway VIII from the East End to the Northwest Gate.

"Terrorism? Did forces other than the Nemus Liberation Army make a statement about the crime?

Stop and listen to Captain Solgnac stretch his hand over the firewood.

State broadcast Jorch and FM Cravel's Rafe shook their heads at the same time.

"It is unclear whether there is a statement of guilt. According to eyewitness stories, a car exploded in a traffic train, causing multiple cars around him to wind up. He said a large number of nails splashed during the explosion, and there were quite a few casualties on passers-by as well. Rumors have sprung from the suicide bomber's modus operandi that the star's mark (servant) was committed, and the unsuspecting eye has been turned on the powerless people."

... Pina, too, is a powerless people.

Boy soldier Morph felt darkened in front of him. Medvege slaps me on the shoulder and raises my face.

"Whoa, boy, what a face"

"Leno, the manager will be fine."

Morph devoured his teeth to Captain Solniak's calm voice.

"You want to know the rationale? They have magical objects such as [magic crystals], spells, and [protective ribbons]. Never touch a star's mark as a magic tool. Besides, we act with the people of the lake."

"Ah..."

The doctor (dull) recalled that Awellana was with him and his cheeks loosened, but he was immediately atrophied.

If you're going to search for a boat on the lake shore, there's no wax with the brothers and sisters of the bakery all the time. No, I might have found him and broken up with the pinnas already.

"Honestly... if there are any star tags on the ground, we need to get out of the capital... or do the Pinas know what terrorism is all about?

"It sounds like it's been rumored, but it doesn't look like it's been reported. I didn't know anyone was evacuating the temple on Shuragi Street."

DJ Rafe said out of sight from the morph.

I have eyes on Captain Solniak and I'm about to cry.

"Hey, you can move the generator if you read that book, right? If you're not going to say anything, we will...!

He said, "You should have handed it out on paper, kid."

When Medvege smiled bitterly, the funeral parlor Agoni hit him in the knee.

"It's a little early, but I want you to go to Mokai Wangdu tomorrow. Mr. Joolucci, why don't you write on paper about the terrorist attack?

"Nice to meet you"

As the announcer of the national broadcast lowered his head to the funeral parlor of the people of the lake, DJ of FM Cravel raised his hand small.

"Um, one thing, can I say it?

"Hmm? What, brother?

"Even if the newspaper gets it in three days, the means to deliver it safely in Cravel..."

"Ah..."

The adults look at each other and solidify.

DJ Rafe said with his gaze at Captain Solgnac.

"If you're not going to report anything about terrorism anywhere, I'd like to at least just tell the people in the range where the waves arrive. I know the fuel is tight, and I know it's dangerous. But..."

"As a journalist's mission, I want to pass on information for the sake of many lives and safety. Thank you... it will be after peace..."

"I... I agree with the old ladies on the radio! I know, but I don't want you to shut up and watch me die!

Morph rushed over to Jorch and stood behind the announcer for the national broadcast.

Medvege smiles bitterly at Captain Solgnac.

"I can't move the truck while I'm using the generator. The government, the Nemus Liberation Army, they can't escape either way."

"You can't get away with the speed of a truck if you get chased with such [flying] techniques."

When DJ Rafe spoke of his readiness with half a laugh, Jorch suggested.

"Let's leave our luggage here and go with us, the driver and the four funeral parlors. In case of danger, the funeral parlor should [jump] with the driver. Get my information fee in three days and [endless bags] and you can travel in the wagon."

"Take me with you, too! They took over the radio, and I don't know if anyone's listening to it anymore. I'm the radio... this is what you call an FM cravel, right? I'm gonna tell you to listen to that!

Morph turns forward, grabs the announcer's shoulder and shakes it. Jorch shook his neck sideways with his hands gently removed.

"Boy, thank you. But it's easier to put it on paper and put it on the walls of the store or something."

"I'll stick the sticker. [Jump] I can, and it's enough to read the manuscript by myself"

"There's no way I'm gonna get you involved in this."

The announcer's dongly eyes, holding Morph's hand, dwelt in the same gentle light as Captain Solgnark's.

"The old lady on the radio, can she die, huh?

"If it's to carry out a press mission... no, it's the same since they took the broadcaster by violence. This life is not in vain."

The announcer of the national broadcast stood up smiling calmly and holding Morph's hand strongly. Then let go of your hand and show the truck.

"Besides, this is a national broadcast relay. Let me use it for my original purpose."

"This guy took one!

Medvege laughs in a surrender pose.

Captain Solniak sighed (sighs) and looked around at everyone.

"... well. Then we'll go together.... but three days later, after the Hunan Economic Newspaper was available."

Stabbing nails at everyone who makes them play joy, Captain Solgnac began explaining the operation.