It's all one flower.

The subtle air in the ship thickens every time it embarks.

Every time the Nemus Liberation Army expanded its dominion in the capital, Cravel, unspeakable tensions arose among the people of the lake, between the people of the land and the people of the lake.

Nobody says anything because they know that in that one word they will be disturbed and tangled like hemp, and that the hard-preserved equilibrium will be lost.

Demon soldiers, Rubels. The people of the land are a minority within the Republic of Nemoralis.

The village of Rubel lies behind the mountains of the Ougari Mountains. Thanks to not being involved in half a century of civil unrest, it's there the same as it used to be, but the others weren't. There are many towns and villages that perished during the civil unrest, and some were abandoned without being rebuilt.

Cities and villages that could be rebuilt were slaughtered and evacuated during half a century of civil unrest, and migration after civil unrest, with considerable replacement of residents.

The peace accord divided the land people and the lake people, the republicans and the royalists, the powerful people and the powerless people, the places where they lived in differences of faith, etc. The only people left in the land they were accustomed to were the lucky ones or the ones who stuck to the land even when they trampled on the others.

The Nemoralis Republic, which was established after the division of the Lacus Lacrimaris Republic, has many lake people.

The crew of the flagship has about 70% of the people of the lake reflecting the population ratio. Executives of the Nemoralis government forces are also mostly lake people.

The Nemus Liberation Army, which staged the coup, is also a lake democracy, led by General Unuk Elhaia of the people of the lake. Moreover, it is a powerful branch of the prestigious Lacus Negna family, said to be brought to the blood of the goddess. That was the same for government forces, and General Al Jadi was a relative of General Unuk Elhaia.

... you say something's not the curtain for us people on land anymore... what is it, this?

The demon soldier Rubel was thinking of other things (roughly) by flying [the enemy] 's gaze to the far southwest of Lake Lacus and towards the Artel Republic.

militant guerrillas... The Artel Army air strikes have been lurking a buzz since an armed group of civilians, now named the Nemoralis Panic Squad (I want to say), raided Aquillo Base. However, he scratched surveillance of the Nemoralis army and flew the transporters in the Lake West region.

The fact that Artel soldiers had entered the vicinity of Sakariha in the northeastern part of the island of Nainia was a major shock to the Nemoralis army.

We captured no more than one intruding Artel army unit and increased our sentries, but there is no denying the feeling that the response is turning backwards.

… internal distress……?

Either way, I feel like I'm full of enemies, and I'm going to catch my breath, but I have to do everything I can to protect the people as a soldier.

"The captain wants to see you. Take turns."

The captain slapped me on the shoulder and solved the [enemy] technique. Rubel gives way to the sentry of the people of the lake and follows with a brief report that there were no irregularities.

Left alone in the captain's office, the demon-mounted soldier, Rubel, now conceived of what had happened. The captain of the people of the lake briefly conveys the orders of the general.

"Now, go during the HQ discussions."

More anxiety than usual was felt on Rubel's shoulder when he was brought to the captain's office for just one word.

From the face of the commander of the people of the lake, I cannot see any expression. The demon soldier Rubel stretched his spine to salute him, scowling his redhead and hurrying to the [jump] permit point on the deck.

"Cross the Pengcheng and drive from here to him.

Hand roll, fold, and jump onto one leg. Put yourself there. "

Following a floating sensation similar to the usual light glare (dizziness), the landscape changed.

Modern barracks and more built after the civil unrest scatter around the main building, renovating an old fort built in the hills. A pair of demonic and general soldiers patrolled the premises slowly, and the Nemoralis Army headquarters near the capital, Cravel, is peaceful itself from the outside.

Apparently, the Nemus Liberation Army does not directly slap a government base and is trying to fill my battle power gap with the end soldiers' disengagement.

The air in the base is also more tense than it was a few days ago.

Among the green-haired soldiers, Rubel's redhead stood out well.

Entering during the clandestine discussions behind strict security, General Al Jadi raised his face from the report and urged him to sit on the rubel of one soldier.

"We're busy together. Let's be brief."

In a word from General Al Jadi, the army executives of the people of the lake turned their gaze back on a bunch of reports. There is nothing but a rubel in the last seat. I got eyes on General Al Jadi in the front.

The chief of the tabernacle of the people of the lake explains.

"It's a study of magical creatures, but the part taken doesn't affect a lot of people with a set of foodborne data"

Sikurus Army Adjutant, who was appointed temporary captain in a material retrieval operation, bowed his head small.

Rubel, the demon soldier, drips his head (kobe) thinking of Senior Aschug. The Nemus Liberation Army and the Shiki armed group killed him and took his body. My stomach tightens to regrets of miscalculation.

... by now, I'm sure, they'll have pulled out the information and ashed me [the sorcerer's tears]...!

I can't look up because of all sorts of sorry and guilt overlapping.

"When I hit the material I was able to collect, I found it interesting"

The chief tabernacle's voice dragged up the rubel to reality sinking into regret.

"The Strange Lacrimalis Army proved it was feasible."

"Explain it in detail and it will be longer. You don't have to repeat it."

Respond briefly to the General's voice and the Chief of the Tabernacle explains to Rubel.

"Intelligence reports that a unit of the Lacrimaris Army that was searching for the Red Wind Tree encountered a giant four-eyed wolf. They say there was a demon asthma cannon next to the one that took it down."

"Huh...?

Rubel raised her voice unexpectedly and looked into the green eyes of the Chief of the Tabernacle sitting next to the General's right.

Only a few days ago, when Rubel watched from the monitoring post in the Kublum Mountains, it had not moved from where Senior Aschug had been fixed. You say you've built up enough magic to break [Meteor Formation] in such a short period of time?

"Apparently the demon asthma cannon captured by the Lacrimaris soldiers was about the size of a rat"

"Huh? That's, no way, kid..."

Rubel had a strong jaw and her voice hooked up to her throat.

Magic organisms were tolerated in research, development and manufacture after severe constraints such as not allowing them to reproduce.

With a common global awareness not to cause another tragedy of the demons of the Three Kingdoms, all countries have acceded to the Convention against the Spread of Magic Creatures, beginning with the Seven Kingdoms of Hubei, which are not members of the United Nations.

Still, people's eyes on the [Skylark of the Abyss (Hibari)] school are harsh.

The former kingdom of Lacus Lacrimalis stopped researching about seven hundred years ago in failure, and since the death of its last operator in the doomed kingdom of Celia Coiros more than five hundred years ago, it has not been officially made united.

It's a violation of the treaty for a demon asthma cannon to have a destructive power that can be used as a weapon.

The Nemoralis government has drawn criticism from the international community.

"It's not exactly a“ child, "it's a split part."

Rubel, the demon soldier, doubted his ears at the chief tabernacle's seemingly nothing.

... that's too bad.

"Materials recovered from laboratories near Sakariha indicate that indeterminate magical organisms may survive for some time under very limited and specific conditions, with cut fragments as separate individuals"

"What, uh, you say, isn't that more dangerous than breeding normally... you know, like a planaria..."

The army executives of the people of the lake laughed bitterly as the demon soldier Rubel accidentally pinched his mouth.

Sikurus Army Adjutant changes the type of grin to wipe the concerns of one soldier.

"According to that experimental record, they don't have the ability to play that far. The conditions for a thousand cuts are extremely limited, as are the conditions for fragments to survive"

But this time, all of its rare conditions overlapped, and the surviving fragments were thus in the hands of the Lacrimalis army.

... what the hell... ah!

In Rubel's brain, a massive dark blue serpent (grated) swallowed the Devil's Asthma cannon and, shortly after devouring something, a rapidly swollen four-eyed wolf (Shiroku) was connected. At that time, the four-eyed wolves had not eaten their fellow Rubels defeated, but had eaten a thousand demon asthma cannons.

I guess the Lacrimaris army found me where I absorbed all the magic and spit out the flesh of the demonic asthma cannon that I couldn't digest.

"There was a goal to shrink the overenlarged demon asthma cannon. If we can reduce the body to its original size, we can beat the Artel Army."

I don't know what you're going to do, but they're no longer willing to pack it in the [cage of submissive demons] and dispose of it in the Lake West region. Sycools Army Adjutant smiled invincibly as he read Rubel's thoughts.

"Again and again, the means of fragmentation and the conditions for survival of fragments are limited. If we shrink the main unit, it will be able to accommodate even [the cage of the submissive demon] made of materials that could be procured at the moment."

... Oh, my God. Are you going to scrape it and collect it quickly and throw it away? But what are we gonna do about what the Lacrimaris Army took home?

Is it a good thing or a bad thing that something of such a limited condition happened to be in the hands of the Lacrimaris army?

It's certainly a bad thing for the Nemoralis government, but if you think about growing inhumanely, mankind...... no, for all those who live and live in this material world, it felt like a good thing.

Demon-mounted soldier Rubel waited for General Al Jadi to say that he would be ordered to retrieve the demon asthma cannon fragments from the Lacrimalis army.