It's all one flower.

834. Those who incite hostility

Outside the fire is darkness.

A group of lights surrounded by walls indicate the range of the city of Persiek, with small chunks of light dotted all the way north of it in fishing villages and rural areas.

A small group of demons crosses the outside of the [simplified junction] made by a group of six wizards. No footprints were left on the snow.

... What the fuck is a splash? Oh, shit!

Because of something I don't know, only one boy soldier Morph couldn't tell me who Roark was.

... I can't believe Brother Rourke was a Hidden Kirkulus!

He had a magic talisman, received magic gloves from a pharmacist (dull) apprentice in the city of Dossici, and even trained in magic in trucks on the road and in bases on the island of Lanterna.

Was that tenderness that taught me high school workouts a lie?

... to the habit of going to a lake temple or something!

Ever since everyone told me who Roark was, Morph has been trapped in the frustration and alienation of being stashed away by his peers. But that, too, blew up with the DJ Rafe and Cruello reports I just heard.

"A branch of the Nemus Liberation Army? Not the star mark?

Surprise and doubt poke out my mouth.

The two people who said they had coffee at the branch nodded at the same time.

DJ Rafe sees Captain Solniak and continues to report.

"We haven't told Persiek that there are branches of the star sign (servant) either. I didn't know how they were gonna get out."

"If you hit it badly, don't be a city fight. Wise judgment."

We're leaving tomorrow morning.

It was the old fisherman who had just joined in the meantime who made a frightened voice. This timid old man says he's the brother of a pharmacist.

... shouldn't I have left you in that city?

I grudgingly regret that I didn't disagree with the grilled fish.

DJ Rafe shook his head sideways.

"At the branch of the Nemus Liberation Army, I said I'd broadcast it on a temporary basis, and you should do it as usual. For the inhabitants."

"The main mission of the branch here is to exterminate demons and warcraft, and we have an agreement with the local police to provide security patrols."

Cruello says in the same gentle voice he tells his sister to forgive the old man. From the fisherman's face, the colour of anxiety did not disappear.

The pharmacist (dull) Ne reports looking at the morph she went with.

"We went to a public house and shopping district in the South Side today, and I heard stories there that still bothered me... and I'm wondering if I should tell the PLA people about that now. You might already know that."

"What's the story?

The old man on the radio embarks on himself.

"Morph, that's what you noticed..."

"Someone familiar with the Autonomous Community was stirring up the people of the lake."

"Are you familiar with the Autonomous Communities? Who is it?"

Captain Solgnac holds back the mug and asks.

Pina held her anxious sister.

"There were not one, there were many, sss. All over the mall, mixed up one by one with the local guy standing around, saying, 'The Autonomous Communities are living muddy with Barbatum donations, rebuilding more and more apart from the city of Zerneau'"

"What race?

"Land Folks. I don't know if he's a wizard."

"There was no spell in my clothes, so maybe I'm a powerless people"

The pharmacist (dull) Ne seems to have been watching closely to their clothes. I felt somewhat lost and regretted it, but not now.

"The guy from the Autonomous Region joined hands with Artel and burned down the city of Zerneau before the air raid, or Artel said he was going to bail out the people of the Autonomous Region in a declaration of war, so I had to smash the Autonomous Region and kick the Kirkurs out, and the war didn't end, or something"

"There's so much more... I told them about the autonomous community in detail and the locals asked me how I knew so much about it, I returned home before the coup, but until then, I was in Lacrimaris and I said I knew it on the news over there..."

"I was much more familiar with it than the news Brother Farkill showed me on Arre."

Cruello said to my father, "What is that?" Asked, he explains the tablet terminal and the Internet in a low voice.

"Those guys, tell that to the guys in battle clothes too... what's that military kind of Nemus Liberation Army thing?

"The men in combat clothes, were they wearing white armbands?

After finishing his explanation to his father, Cruillo asks, pointing to the left shoulder of the cape.

I haven't seen that far.

When I saw the pharmacist (dull), I nodded clearly.

"Yep. It's an armband with droplets underneath the crest of one flower, right?

"That's the Nemus Liberation Army flag."

The upset spread to everyone and Pina hugged her sister all the time.

Cruillo looks away from his sister, who clings to his father, and stares at the fire.

"People in the PLA said they've made an agreement with the police this month after they built the Persiek branch this year."

"From what I've heard over there, the star's branches are ahead of us."

According to the funeral parlor Agoni, the old fisherman who had worked in Vinagrato until the other day turned blue.

"So the Vinagrat bomb attacks also have Kirkrussians?

As far as Juvenile Soldier Morph knows, all the stories they shed are true.

As a member of the Star Way Prostitute Army, I don't want to regret fighting in the city of Zerneau any more, but it was so far away that I was stuck in the way of being screwed by people I didn't know at all.

Captain Solniak asks the old fisherman in a calm voice.

"Did the star sign make a statement about the crime?

"Yes, no... maybe I just don't know... it's just, well, it's their usual means of breaking into markets and temples with bomb-laden cars"

The captain let him snort forcefully at the seemingly unsure answer.

"From what we've seen so far, it's possible that the Lanista headquarters of the star sign (servant) is on the Internet…"

"Lanista? From Vinagrato, how do Kirkrus people inform you?

An old fisherman broke the captain's hip.

No one is to blame.

Some roar came from afar into the camp, quiet as time had stopped.