It's all one flower.

Funeral home Agoni returned safely and a line of mobile distributor Praether Missa stroked his chest down.

Receive large baggage on both hands and back and let Agoni sit by the fire. From the refugee camp in Amitostigma, he went to the capital's summer capital and bought it out.

"Meet the haulier's sister first. Occasionally, there were congressman teachers and spy brothers, so they set up an operation."

"What operation?

Agoni grinned bitterly as Captain Solgnac embarked on himself.

"I know what you care, but the longer you talk, the longer. Let's have some tea. Become"

After the first extraordinary broadcast, it was reruns twice, for the city of Geatzint.

As a precaution, the line leaves the city immediately, northbound along the western bank of Nemoralis Island, well in front of the city of West Granato… parking a truck in a hilly area close to the forest.

Funeral home Agoni and pharmacist (dull) Awellana, employee Kruillo, state-broadcast Jorch and FM Cravel's Rafe, and wizards applied it for five [Simple Junction] were well guarded against demons and miscellaneous demons seeping out of the night forest.

Winter darkness outside the [light] lit on the fire and paper cup.

Things without entities drifting on cold nights were held back by invisible walls and left with regret. Some of them sniff all the way around the border searching for the broken kingdom.

The boundaries of the junction are the ropes that are off-limits except for those involved, which were loaded on the wagon of the FM cravel, and the pillars of plastic that weigh in with water at the bottom.

Everyone listened to Agoni, trying not to look at the chaos dancing outside the junction as much as possible.

Hearing intelligence agent Razornik say he stood around, Captain Solniak roars.

"I see. Hidden Kirkurs will take some action if what prompted them to be vigilant becomes widespread"

"Oh. Someone will let your mouth slip. In anticipation of that, I dared ask you to cooperate unexpectedly."

"Unexpectedly... didn't you tell the Septentorio curse doctors, too?

Pharmacist (dull) Awellana was unexpected, but funeral home Agoni laughed niggardly.

"The curse doctor is busy, and when we set up the operation at the great company, he went to the refugee camp. Thanks for the good reactions."

Awellana finds her own funeral parlor with unspeakable thoughts. Agoni raised an eyebrow and smiled bitterly.

"Whatever, that curse doctor is honest with me. If I had told you earlier, you wouldn't have been able to react like that or act like that."

... you mean from your side first to fool the enemy?

Awellana left something unexplained, but deceived and nodded and encouraged ahead.

"Amitostigma collaborators [jumped] to each assembly point simultaneously and spread the word at the same time."

"Is that really okay? Like Cravel, people without power are terrible..."

Manager Leno's voice was shaking slightly.

Awellana can tell from a glance at her green hair.

He's a people of the lake, a wizard, a goddess Fraxinus.

The people of the land do not know, from the outside, whether there is magic or not.

I don't know that inner faith just saw what it looked like either.

If you wear magical embroidered or dyed clothes, you're going to be deluded, but if you can touch your clothes, they'll realize you're a powerless people because there's no magic flow.

In Roark's mouth, regardless of the star's mark (servant), the Hidden Kirkurs do not care much about giving (slightly) the benefit of the magic.

... people in refugee camps, can they be taken calmly?

The people of the lake, therefore, could not sympathize with the anxiety of the Leno shopkeepers and could not successfully imagine the reaction of the refugees.

"So, for the same reason Mr. Silva's case...?

When Cruillo, the powerful people, heard, Agoni, the people of the lake, shook his head beside him.

"Your grandmother's case is at last. The nature of Hanashi (Tachi) is completely different, and the senator's teachers hit me first. Well, that's a precaution."

"Pressing..."

"Better than that, the city of Nemoralis Island was told by Yabe to watch out for his spy brother."

"Even away from the capital...?

Captain Solgnac is surprised.

Funeral home Agoni took a notebook out of his jacket and said.

"The port of Cravel fell into the hands of the PLA. The port of Rachka is visited every three days by refugee transport vessels to and from Wang Du. The port of Geatzint is a long way from bypassing the blockade... in short, south of the Ougali Mountains, trade is lagging behind and there's not enough stuff."

"I know full well that the grievances and anxieties of residents raise. And the wind to the powerless land people will be stronger..."

Jorch, a state-run broadcast announcer, laid his eyes down.

Medvege takes the map from the driver's seat of the truck and spreads it.

"If Racica goes too far, we can trade for amitostigma, but from what we've seen, the tanker stayed put for a long time."

"That's an easy hanashi. It's not just [endless bags] with the lake blockade, but [endless bottles] are also thin. The guy for fuel has a special specification that adds [fire resistance], and he doesn't have to put a [fire extinguishing] spell on his mouth."

"Bags are disposable, but didn't you use less bottles?

Medvege tilted his neck.

Funeral home Agoni explains to Kirkulus drivers who are oblivious to witchcraft.

"Regardless of the bottle body, the curse you put on the pour is disposable. The artisans are too busy making bags and bottles to look around. It's a difficult spell, so you can't do it in a refugee Russia or an inside job."

"Is that what you say mon..."

"Besides, I didn't have enough men to work the [fire resistance] I put on the ship because I moved the Magic Ship tanker."

The sailors, like the rest of the people, lost their lives in air raids or fled the country.

"If you're going to pack fuel in a bottle and stick it up to a curse, why don't you just put it on a regular ship?

Juvenile soldier Morph pinches his mouth.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana agrees.

... The only spare fuel for the truck is the [fire resistant] polytank that can handle it.

"That's what I'm talking about. Just in case something happens. The lake is going to be hard. A wizard sailor can't get enough of a refugee ship."

Agoni explained, boy, you too.

"With magic, you can handle all kinds of cots, so what's next for the fuel to be sprinkled?

Truck driver Medvege looks up to heaven.

Employee Cruello blushed.

"But then the factory won't work and you won't be able to make mass produced products. Daily groceries, parts of some kind, domestic, export..."

"If we run out of supplies domestically and we can't earn foreign currency to import it, it will be muddled too. Even in barter, there is a shortage of items for trading. Crude oil and fuel are lubricants of society…"

Padolrik clouds his face with his son too. Amana looked at her brother and father like that and pointed her crying face at Agoni.

The funeral parlor of the people of the lake continues to talk about rolling (meow) the notebook.

"The great people of the country and the trading companies know the area very well. Ships from Lyabina to Amitostigma and elsewhere, and imports crude oil and stuff. We don't have enough manpower and spells. They're focused and streamlined in one place."

"Efficiency…? If Lyabina is subdued by the Star Mark or the Nemus Liberation Army, it's over. Under the circumstances, we can't say what we can do."

Captain Solgnac stares at the map with a rugged eye.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana recalled when he returned to the capital on a refugee convoy.

"Before the coup, we were on a flight home from King's Landing, carrying relief supplies and imports with us."

"Well, no, that's better, because that's a passenger ship. The quantity is known. I hope the kingdom packs it in [endless bags], but I haven't gotten that far on the boulder."

... Oh well. Mr. Padolrik is right, there are no things or money, so there are a lot of things you can't import.

Awellana sighed.

In less than a year, the whole country of Nemoralis is in such distress.

Afraid of government military requisition (like this) and the imposition of the PLA, he also stopped revealing that he was a wizard's healthcare provider. The [Thoughtful Owl] badge (today) is raised from the neck, but hidden in the clothes.

... even though this isn't the wacko that set up the war.

If the Republic of Nemoralis wins this war, there is nothing to gain.

Will the Government ask for the transfer of the island of Lanterna in the Treaty of Reconciliation?

But what will it be because I got something like that?

In the first place, how could it be that the Nemoralis side "won"?

I didn't even want to think about what would happen if I lost the fight.

... half a century of civil unrest, you don't say who won or lost... we're all tired, so you've already tried to stop.

This war, too, and if it were to continue until it did, the everlasting race, before the end of the war, might run out of life, and Awellana was about to be distracted.