It's all one flower.

After the afternoon rehab and the last visit, when Leno and Tis were in the hospital room, the haulier Fiarluca came to visit.

"I'm glad you're doing well. I paid for the treatment, so I left right away in Ichi tomorrow morning, but where did you go?

The people of the lake wave and chuckle, blocking the Lenos from trying to thank them.

"It's okay. Never mind. I'm sure you do, but the hospital is bribed with donations to the entire denomination, and the payment is to the extent that you can't afford it.

"But..."

"You guys told me more about Cravel and about terrorism. Think of it as an information fee."

Fiarlka, a former cleric, did not let her brothers and sisters tell her all about it, but lowered her back to the chair knowingly.

Leno was asked the day after Tis underwent leg connection surgery by Fiarluca to root dig leaves digging from arrival to escape in the capital Cravel. That's when my feelings came back to life and I hold Tis' hand. As I thought, I was shaking.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana and I explained in tears. Fiarlka waited patiently until the three of them could talk calmly.

... that's all you wanted?

"That's all the information you worked so hard to tell me, even though it's hard, is worth it. Besides, you guys, for example, donated."

"No, we got one..."

"That was the shared property of the store, wasn't it? You're three brothers and sisters, but I didn't want to do just one, so it's a donation from all of you. It's a huge amount of money divided by the number of people?

"Uh..."

Leno had trouble with what he said, but the pharmacist (dull) Awellana was in the conversation room. While waiting for rehab to end, it was like turning up a tablet device that said LCD vision or something, watching the news.

The colloquium was full of people at all times, and Awellana seemed to finally just answer "I'll be there later" from the back of the hedge.

"Yeah, it helped anyway. Thank you."

"Thank you"

When Leno managed to say just thank you, Tis also lowered his head on the bed with a peck.

"It's okay, I don't care. Besides, you're wondering what news everyone was watching, right?

"Yes. What the hell happened?

Carrier Fiarluca took the tablet terminal out of the bag. Put your terminal on the small table that came with the bed and visit the portal that Farkill used to watch to show the news.

The top international news players were the "Great Nemoralis Army Defeat, Northwest Nenia Burning".

Leno also forgets to breathe and nails it to the list of headlines.

As Fiarlka's fingers made the headlines of the top news, the details appeared.

Breathtaking photos jumped into view.

A big city, not knowing where it was, was turning into a sea of fire.

The caption below is accompanied by the date of the shooting and "City of Gardenia (photograph provided by Artel Air Force) where an aerial bombardment was carried out by an Artel Army drone".

I don't think the demonic soldiers of the Nemoralis Army can afford an aerial shot during an interception, and I don't think the Nemoralis newspaper will fly a press helicopter in combat airspace.

... what the... what the hell, this... are you going to be "proud of me for burning the wizard" or something?

The date of the photo is yesterday.

The article said that the Artel army fired missiles from bases on the ground and sank the Nemoralis Navy air defense vessel Hoonerale, which was deployed off the coast of the city of North Zakart, a certain.

Multiplied by that confusion, a mixed unit of manned aircraft and drones breaks through the air defense network. The manned aircraft dropped incendiary shells on rural and fishing villages along the western shore of the island of Nenia while dropping back north and in front of the city of Gardenia.

After heading north, the drone split second-hand and aerial bombarded the city of Gardenia and the offshore island of Manok with napalm bullets.

The damage on the side of the Artel army was seven dead and no injuries.

On the Nemoralis side, forty-seven soldiers were killed, ninety-eight wounded, and thirty-two of them seriously injured. The casualties among the general public are also seen to rise to a considerable number, but even now, two days after the aerial bombardment of the Artel army, confirmation of human damage has not progressed.

... Well, if this is all they do, the people in the trenches will be steaming too. Demons gush from the body, eat the body and become warcraft... it's too dangerous to rescue or investigate.

Leno remembered the giant warcraft of the city of Masrina and held Tis' hand. My sister has a pale face and stares at the screen as she eats in.

Relevant articles said that the Nemoralis government, of course (and of course), Médecins sans frontières, the International Federation of Journalists, and the Human Rights Watch Group in conflict areas, dismissed the attack as "a unilateral massacre of non-combatants" and issued a critical statement to Artel.

"There hasn't been an air raid in a while, so someone back in Gardenia was there, and the reconstruction was going a bit. The article's running wild, but, well, it's terrible."

Tsubakaya's brothers and sisters lose their words and look at the terminal in a stunned manner.

Fiarlka, the haulier, peered into their faces.

"What do we do? Still going home to Nemoralis?

What worries me is that I know as well as it hurts.

The haulier probably has much more information than Leno and the national press. Still, Fiarlka's question felt insensitive, and Leno's heart stood at me.

... No, not now. I have to protect Pina and Tis.

Now I just have to believe that my mother survived and that she's somewhere. Besides, Pina joined the Kruillos on the Ougari Old Road with three of the star road prostitutes.

The damage to the Nemoralis Army is immense, but it has also been done to the Artel Army.

... Something's pissed me off from over there, and they won't even attack Nemoralis Island right away... right?

As judged, there was not enough information. As far as the military is concerned, I know Captain Solgnac and the spelldoctor Septentorio, who has experience in military doctors, but they are not here.

"Artel... why, like this...?

The voice of the question shivered and plundered more than I thought. Fiarlka manipulates the terminal with a familiar hand instead of answering and lets you view another article.

Earlier, the Royal Lacrimalis Army announced that it had captured a fragment of the Demon Asthma Cannon in the Tuman Forest.

According to a press official, a unit that hits the search for and extermination of a raging wind tree planted by the Artel army on the kingdom's territory encounters a giant four-eyed wolf in the south of the Tuman Forest. After the extermination of the Warcraft, indefinite magical creatures were discovered and captured nearby.

It was about the size of a rat, and when it was brought back to the base for analysis, it was found to be a fragment of a magical organism that the Nemoralis army called "demonic asthma cannon" and used the weapon.

The Royal Army of Lacrimaris received the results of the analysis and, in accordance with the Convention for the Prohibition of Magical Organisations, in the presence of the United Nations International Organisation of Magic and the Sorcerer's Mutual Organisation "Forest of the Ethereal (Ao) Rose (Rose)," locked in the [Cage (Vagina) of the Submissive (Juma)] and dumped it in the wilderness of the Lake West region of Lacus after a strict seal application.

According to research material about 700 years ago, this individual divides under extremely limited conditions and fragments very rarely survive.

At that time, research and development of magical organisms was not forbidden as long as strict conditions were observed.

The weaponization of magical organisms and the granting of fertility have been forbidden since that time, and this individual, who unintentionally had the capacity to proliferate, was sealed deep in the Kublum Mountains on the occasion of the accident under the then Convention.

"Now that the Nemoralis have unlocked the seal and weaponized it, besides its ability to increase its power, I wonder if the Artel Army has burned down the nest of those who use" evil "according to the doctrine of Kirkulus?

"But no... it wasn't made by a Gardinian..."

"It's a big old man's fault, why?

To the trembling voice of Leno and Tis, Fiarlka, a long-lived race, laid his eyes down and said in a quiet voice.

"This is what I call war."

Tis spills tears without a voice. Leno, who tried to comfort me, was also stuck in words and couldn't stop the tears flowing.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana came back to where her siblings wiped their tears and thought about what to do now.

"I was watching this news, too. But I'm going back to Nemoralis Island."

"Why? Even though your family may have crossed over to Amitostigma after watching the news?

Fiarlka frowned.

"Even refugee camps are not safe from being attacked by warcraft, and I met someone I knew north of Grom and was told I might be in Topoli..."

"You think you might find out about the next air raid and come running to Geatzint or someplace? Isn't that why we put the ship down and evacuate to Amitostigma?

The question of Fiarlka is too.

If you put your safety first, everyone will.

Leno was comfortable with the pharmacist (dull) Awellana coming with her, but she was sorry to let her carry the hard work on her own again.

"I can't imagine my brother abandoning the ship. With a ship, you won't have any trouble with food and where you live. And..."

"And?"

Awellana, the fisherman's daughter, raised her bowed face and said clearly to Fiarluca.

"Kwangfu III is the ship of all the clans left with only one ship in half a century of civil unrest. I can't let go of a ship full of memories."

"Yes...... ok. But there's also a route around the north side of Nemoralis Island, avoiding the lake blockade, to Amitostigma?

... The Warcraft came out, which is better than getting us all killed in an air raid, and I suppose people elsewhere (roughly) would rather be in refugee camps.

Leno would have invited the Kruillos to camp too if he had no information that my mother was somewhere on the island of Nenia.

"If you go, I'll do it at the end"

"Why?"

"Rumor has it you won't let me go home even if you're made a forest pioneer..."

Fiarlka, the informant, was also the first to hear, eyes round, and asked what rumors it was. Pharmacist (dull) Awellana elaborated on the rumors she heard at the temple shelter.

"Do you hang [constraints] on each and every one of them? It's unrealistic... well, fine. I'll send you to Ougali Old Road tomorrow morning in Ichi, so don't go to sleep."

As soon as Fiarluca left, Leno exhaled heavily.