It's all one flower.

"The star sign (servant) is said to be heretical by the cathedral, like the Federation of Barbatum... from almost every country except Artel and Lanista, designated as an international terrorist organization, right?

"Yep. It doesn't seem to be broken yet..."

Having finished speaking of his spectacular memory, Skynum answered in a quiet voice, not distracting himself from the loch.

"How does Artel's congregation see the star sign?

A cold breeze strokes Roark's cheek overlapping the question.

Skinum overlooked the city of Ignikans.

Paste it on the southern shore of Lake Lacus and buses and trucks cross the long streets east and west. The lack of passenger cars is due to regulations under the pretext of terrorism… In fact, it is due to the lack of fuel.

"... I don't think he made any particular criticisms or anything.... I'm not even sure."

"Do you feel like you're keeping your distance so you don't irritate me?

"Probably..."

Skinum nodded with a complex look.

I see. Instead of acquiescing to the star sign, the Church is trying not to attack a "special priest” in the congregation.

It is unclear whether it is an implicit understanding or whether a clear arrangement has been reached.

At least, in Artel society, it is not to blame for the star sign (servant) purposefully gathering people during the day to burn the "witch”. On the contrary, it seems that there is a majority of those who agree and pray together.

Was his mother also a powerful people?

Skinum said he didn't see where to check.

If you run a burn without checking for magic, it will be horrible.

If the only reason is testimony, the fanaticism of the star's mark (servant) will be used to kill the intruder.

For example, a person who wants to remarry in favor of an adulterer would eliminate his current spouse and child and live there as a "victim of deceit by the filthy".

Is there not a single bully who was burned to death by a bunch of bullies with "dirty powers" behind his back?

... No, no, that's not in the boulder, is it?

Roark shook off his dark imagination and tried to reassure himself, but was hampered by many of the incredible outrages that had actually taken place, such as the Great Fire in the Listver Autonomous Region and the terrorist attacks in the capital, Cravel.

Due to the acquiescence of the church and the police, once the rettel of the filthy was affixed, but at the end of the day... even if it was truly magical, it wouldn't escape knowing a single spell. No, even if I could use magic, if the group attacked me, or if I was shot with a gun, I wouldn't have one.

... or why it's not an exile to Lanterna Island, it's a burning?

I can't ask Skinum about boulders. I decided to look into it later and made a note to my heart.

"On the cathedral knees...... in the Republic of Banksia, what do you think?

"The northern part of the Alton Gaza continent, in the battle against the demons of the Three Kingdoms, seems to have withered its magic except in the Diaphanante highlands. Few seem to possess the filthy power themselves."

The side of Skinum, which explains with a little envy, tickled the back of Roark's chest.

Press and kill the guilt of deciding on the ancient wounds, and continue to ask questions to ascertain the recognition of the Arthurian theological students.

"Still, you can give birth sometimes, right? I've seen statistics of predatory accidents caused by demons and warcraft, and it wasn't just south of the Diaphanante highlands, it was also quite damaged in the north."

"Which country is it?

"Well, where was it... it's an official announcement from the local police and fire department."

... Mr. Farkill, what data did you tell Mr. Razornik to show you?

Skinum retrieved the terminal and searched.

Tons of information hooks up with search terms that say "predatory accident fire statistics" in the common language. Skinum scrolled through the screen and opened it with a page that looked like it.

Statistics for the last decade in the Federation of Barbatum.

"As you may have been taught, there are classes at Nemoralis Elementary and Secondary Schools to protect themselves from demons."

"Is that... a way to use evil (ah) shiki (purposefully) instead of worry-shielding?

The seminary honors say they don't like it and look at the graph displayed on the terminal.

Predatory accidents caused by warcraft caused more deaths than traffic accidents.

"There's that, too, but I'm a powerless people, so it's a way I can do it even if I can't use magic. Different way to call it, but I also taught you the same way to be a caretaker."

"What other way is there?

Skinum looked up from the terminal intrigued.

"Why do demons come out? Easy conditions, places, demons and warcraft types, nature, distribution… with the right knowledge, to contain outbreaks or devise ways to escape… like that"

"In the seminary, no knowledge of demons was taught. Just a faith-based instruction to purify the place and calm your mind."

Skinum looked at Roark wonderfully.

The classes of the High Department of the Luphus Seminary also teach how to calm the hearts of the general faithful and how to teach them how to clean up their places.

"Warcraft isn't all totally harmful. The kind that only eats grass and doesn't do much harm to humans, the kind where horns and fangs become medicines and other ingredients, or the kind that they purposely breed and reproduce because they become ingredients..."

"Huh?

Skinum nearly dropped the terminal and rushed to re-hold it.

... Uh, I figured that's what Artel says, only on Lanterna Island.

Roark regarded Skinum's knowledge as almost nil and changed the way he explained it.

"Returning to the statistics of the accident earlier, there are many conditions under which demons... come to this world (depression) from the unseen."

"If you rot raw meat in the fridge, you get out, right?

Skinum lurked his voice in a creepy manner.

"Where did you learn that?

"Erm... that's common sense. Older people and parents teach you."

... are you oral about the knowledge of those born during the civil unrest?

Roark keeps on just snorting.

"You don't have to do anything to get out of the place where the world is connected to the Phantom. Someone else summoned them in surgery, and the warcraft that settled in the world bred, and so on."

"What the hell is a place where two worlds connect when you haven't done anything...?

Skinum heard terribly.

Put your shoulders down with your empty hands.

"The magic of the land is a strong point."

"of the land, magic......"

I hear Skinum is just a studio on the boulder and guessed what Roark was trying to say. Clouding his face, he wiped his glasses and hung them back up, prompting Roark to go ahead.

"There's still a little bit of magic left in Alton Gaza, so this is all the predatory accidents."

Skinum took Roark's conclusion silently.

I guess he was right. The expression doesn't change.

Wipe and re-hang the glasses again and confirm with a trembling voice.

"So, I mean... even in the Republic of Banksia, a child with filthy powers is born..."?

Roark neither denied nor affirmed, but changed the subject.

"Skinum, have you ever been to the cathedral?

"No... not yet"

Roark put out his own terminal and managed to make the map site appear.

Hard to operate over gloves, but cold to remove. Enlarge the cathedral and switch to a view from the ground.

Skinum stared at Roark's hand.

"What do you think this compartment looks like?

"The compartment...? Oh, it looks just like the festival dancers wear."

"Can you see pictures of festive clothing right away?

"What? Wait a minute, please"

Skinum quickly searched the image and showed me what he was looking for.

The pattern of the marble compartment and the garment embroidered with red lineage yarn is exactly the same except for the colour.

The same embroidery was found in the coat of the pharmacist (dull) Awellana, in the cloak of the employee Cruillo, in the white coat of the spelldoctor Septentorio, in the clothes of the funeral home Agoni and in the uniforms of the guard Orioles.

Some spells are the same as the spells I practiced the activated spells many times in the truck.

In retrospect, it is a matter of course for a powerful people.

"It's not a pattern, it's a letter."

"Is it a letter? What does it say in how many words? You didn't write a word of that in the Bible, did you?

I don't even know the skinum of the faith elite.

... If you're an Augur priest or a stellar road class instructor, do you know?

Reminds me of the old priest's smile.

He seems to think of Roark as a devout believer who has lived in a two-wheeled country, Nemoralis, adhering to his faith in Saint Kirkulus.

Will you be kind to me somehow because of the premise that Roark has no knowledge of witchcraft? Do you have the soul nerve to say that I will sell my grace within the present because I plan to become a Kirkurist leader of the Nemoralis Republic in the future?

Roark read out powerful words with a treacherous pronunciation as he looked at a photograph of the garment with a widened hem.

"... have you heard of it?

"No. How many words?

"Translated into Hunan," Sun, moon, star, and star illuminate (well). Sun and moon stars, all that live (all), Heavenly Heaven, the reason (proverb) of this world (depression), protect you (were there) "…"

"Oh, that's a prayer word."

Skinum loosens his cheek as he looked anxiously through the screen.

"This is a [exorcism] spell written in powerful words… a magical control sign"

In one word, Skinum's expression disappeared.