It's all one flower.

The city of Persiek is the largest city in the eastern part of the Gulf of Vinagrat.

The villages from the deepest city of Vinagrato to this point did not see the shadow of the Hidden Kirkurs.

In the northwestern part of Nemoralis Island, many of the inhabitants are the people of the lake, the Panisea Uni Flora sect, goddess of the lake of Fraxinus.

Instead of the doctrine secretly spread by the Hidden Kirkurs, the extraordinary government of Rachka...... spoke with dignity of the criticism of the Klipeus regime of the branch party of Qin Pei (Tonerico), which promoted the demonic asthma cannon, and there were many voices in support of General Unuk Elhaia.

The city of Vinagrato was taught by Aviace, brother of the pharmacist (dull) Awellana, that there are a relatively large number of people on land as a city within the island of Nemoralis.

I say it's because there are a lot of people in and out, mainly trade affiliates, etc. For a similar reason, land people are gathered in the capital, Cravel, in the cities of Geatzint and Racica, and in the northeastern part of the island of Nemoralis, which once flourished in mines.

For that matter, the Hidden Kirkurs were also prone to confusion.

In his information-gathering for broadcasting, Cruillo went around the temple and shelter in the city of Vinagrato with DJ Leif, but, as the funeral home Agoni brought home, Kirkrus was also widespread in regional cities.

Quite a large city is mixed with multiple races.

That is why it is so easy to spread the faith of Kirkulus secretly.

... You did say that Persiek also has a branch of the Star Mark (Shinobe).

With a different tension from the villages supporting the coup d 'état of the Nemus Liberation Army, Cruillo's skin popped.

The gathering of information in this city was decided to go by four groups: DJ Reef and Cruillo, Captain Solgnac and Funeral House Agoni, Pharmacist (dull) Awellana and Juvenile Soldier Morph, plus Leno and Fisherman Aviace.

"Morph, you're strong, you'll be fine. Because you'll protect me no matter what."

"Such a little girl?

"I'm strong because I was learning martial arts and stuff. Don't worry."

The pharmacist Awellana persuades his brother Aviace to show concern about the composition.

"Actually, I got help, I do."

"... right"

Medvege said something. I did, but I can pull in a niggling laugh when I see Aviace's face.

The boy soldier Morph looked suspicious at the intricate look the old fisherman gave him, although the little boy had been called and mumbled, saying nothing.

"Brother, come on in"

"Be careful."

"Amana and Dad, don't be a jerk and wait for me."

The Kruillos were dropped off by the answering machine and left the camp behind.

It snowed several times from Vinagrato to Persiek, and the funeral parlor Agoni came as he chanted [manicured water] in the passenger seat of the truck and cleared the national highway of snow.

According to the villagers I heard on the road, the bureau had cleared the snow until last winter, but not once this winter. I have no choice but to say that I crawl hot water with [dried water] only when I go through.

The overlooked mobile retailer (Praethermissa) chose the hills southwest of Persiek City as its campsite. Off the national highway, snow cleared just for the truck's width, and went up a gentle slope.

In a small fishing village at the foot of the hill, you can see doing the snow removal on the roof. It's far away and I don't know what people look like, but it was funny how the roof then took off its white clothes and the original color appeared.

Enter Persiek city.

The passers-by himself had surgically cleared the passage of snow. There's no snow on the boulevard, but there's about an adult back length in the alley. They don't have a budget here either that they can turn to snow removal.

Look at the information boards and decide where each goes.

Cruillo and Reef set out to the big park, staring that there would be temporary housing.

There is not a single person with green hair among the people who walk on dry boulevards in bulge. Blondes, browns, redheads, and brunettes are the powerless land people who round their necks and raise their mufflers to their noses.

... here too, that's surprisingly a lot.

"A large city in the country has been evacuated by many people."

Ghogging at words like a peek in the heart.

DJ Leif looks at the people on the road and doesn't notice Cruillo's surprise.

"Domestic refugees and those who went to Lacrimalis to rely on relatives or something, temporary evacuees waiting for the order of the ships, refugees abroad who fled Amitostigma...... how many in all? I don't know why the government won't make an official announcement..."

"Like you can't afford to count? I wonder how many people are left in Nenia right now."

"There are fewer people in the southern Lacrimalis because of the wind tree."

"... what happens to the management of the temple or something? Even though some cities have given up rebuilding, devastated by half a century of civil unrest."

Cruillo shuddered at the Inn of Lacrimalis, the king's capital, remembering a story he had heard from his manager.

"If the city dwindles and you pray in other temples, the water level in Lacus will remain the same."

"Oh, if you ask me, there are some people evacuating to the temple, and now there are many prayers, aren't there?"

Cruillo was a little less anxious, but his heart didn't clear.

Peace in the souls of people who have been unreasonably deprived of their lives.

Reunion with loved ones who have been separated.

thirst for an end to this war and permanent peace.

I'm sure the prayers of the others will be the same as Cruillo's.

I walked with that in mind and got to the big park.

As expected here too, the prefabricated makeshift dwellings stood side by side and were no longer a children's playground.

Instead of no snow on the roof, it leaves only doors and windows perfectly stuck to the outer wall. It looks like a white, thick wall in the distance, but if you touch it, it's cold snow.

"Why won't it melt?

"Come on? I've never seen anything like it."

As we were both tilting our necks, there was an answer from behind.

I'm insulating it.

Temporarily, the walls are thin.

"Oh, really? Thank you."

A pair of men with good green hair.

Dark tea and deep green embroidery catch my eye. Defensive spells and curses are stunning on thick fabrics. It was a magical [armor] often worn by warcraft exterminators, and they both wore white arms.

"Hmm? Is this it? It's a Nemus Liberation Army flag."

"If so, which one of you is here?

One of them noticed Cruillo's gaze, turning to the side and showing his armband.

Blue hinagi on white… A drop of water accompanies the crest of one flower representing Panisea Uni Flora, the goddess of the lake.

When Cruillo was lost, DJ replied first.

"I used to work at FM Cravel, but the government army came into an avalanche, and I was killed in the Bureau car..."

"Right. What about family?"

As Rafe shook her neck to the side, they laid down their eyes and whispered the words of prayer (the Word).

Encouraged by the green gaze, Cruillo also answers honestly.

"I was at Cravel's company house. I tried to get to Rachka avoiding the battle zone that you said on the radio, but I got caught in a bomb attack in front of the gate, and my father and sister..."

"Oh, hey!

"Oh, you know, I'm hurt badly, but the neighbor at the store and the pharmacist (dull) helped me, and I'm pimping now."

"That's good."

The two members of the PLA have a relief look on their face and are delighted with the safety of others they have never met.

This is not the only way to tell if you are serious or if you intend to reassure the Kruillos and extract information.

I picked the words carefully and narrowed the information down.

"Somehow, I could have gotten to Rachka, but the temporary housing was full, and the refugee transport ships were months ahead of me waiting in turn, and there was a star marked terrorist attack even though there was no place in between..."

"Oh, I see."

One of the PLA hammers. The other snorted silently and quickly glanced at Cruello and Leif.

... I knew they were looking for me.

"So, I went to Geatzint, and it's the same over there, and there's no boat to cross to Topoli... there's nowhere to be found, and it keeps going north..."

As I said, my voice was reduced to misery, and it disappeared.

A PLA soldier, in a gentle voice, tells Cruillo, who lays down his eyes, "The same goes for Persiek".

"... Well, this city is blinding us, so far, there is no star sign terrorism. You can rest assured."

"It's just that curse thieves have been fashionable lately. Be careful."

"Curse thief?

Two other voices overlapped.