It's all one flower.

The demon-mounted soldier Rubel could not move, but the demon-asthmatic guns stare at Ensign Razootchik.

From somewhere, he [jumped] back to the door of this room, lifting his swollen handbag from his shoulder.

Ensign circled around the couch where Rubel and the demon asthma cannon sat, placing the bag on the low table. Rubel blocks the visual information of the user demon and sees the Ensign sitting on the couch across the street with his own eyes.

The demon asthma cannon also moved lukewarmly. Apparently, he intends to turn back to Ensign, but I don't know how any of the all-black amorphous magical creatures back and forth are.

Ensign Razootchik put out the contents of the bag with a face without any expression.

Pack of square paper wrappers, bags of dried fruit and sturdy bread. There were only two paper wraps, the others for a few days at a time, for two.

"You had a hard time last night. I went to gather information and procure food."

I am offered one paper wrap and receive it away from the demon asthma cannon.

Sounds like a sandwich.

The demon asthma cannon showed no interest in the human tabs and did not move from the top of Rubel's lap.

"... thank you. Welcome to last night's precise induction, I'm afraid."

"I don't mind. This is our mission."

They kept talking as if nothing had happened, and Rubel felt complicated.

... If it hadn't been for Ensign's orders... if I had been alone, I wouldn't have been able to attack the enemy base where Nemoralis guerrillas are.

If we don't do it, even if we know more Nemoralists will be sacrificed.

Ensign unwrapped the package and hit the sandwich.

Pour in the late lunch with water, carefully fold the wrapping paper and place it on the table.

"... By the way, how do you say that from earlier? If a demon asthma cannon eats out of the way, just order it to go down."

"Oh, uh... that... in this room, I told him to stay wherever he wanted, and he got on my knees"

That's a lot of nostalgia.

Ensign's bitter laughter has no colour for mockery.

Rubel asked thoughtfully.

"Um... what happens to demon asthma cannons when this war is over?

"It depends on how you say it ends. … no matter what happens to you if that use is to be tried as a war crime. At best, around the Sikurus Army Admiral..."

"What happens to demon asthma cannons?

It blocked the superior's story, but Ensign answered by looking at the dark mass, without the wind to mind the disrespect of a single demon soldier.

"The way the war ends will change who makes the decisions and gives the orders, but not the actions themselves. The demon asthma cannon is sealed again and placed out of the reach of man"

Rubel did not think, cuddling the plush in her arms. The shapeless darkness is immense and will remain.

"Your feelings have shifted? You know best how dangerous it is, don't you?

All I can do is snort.

Last night, drones transported by road from Ignikerns base were also destroyed.

Ensign suddenly changes the subject.

"The Nemoralis Panic Squad moved to Lanterna Island"

"What?"

"If you're shopping at a Lanterna Island store, occasionally, face to face with the old lady in the liaison..."

The old lady, Silva, said the base of North Zakart City had been used as an arsenal since the Nemoralis Grief Squad was an unnamed guerrilla.

Storage of firearms that could be handled by even a powerless people and their proximity to training sites led those who vowed revenge to continue using them, and the representative Orioles, moderates who obeyed the military's intentions, said they had surrendered themselves to the villa of relatives of Silva in the forest of Lanterna Island.

"A villa on Artel territory......?

"It's a property that's been around since the old kingdom, and if it's not a powerful people, it's going to get in"

Ensign Razootchik continues.

We talked at one of our bases, a private house in the city of Kardafstvaux, on the way home from shopping.

The Nemoralis Grief Squad split, but the old lady Silva says she will continue soliciting. Seeing how he is, he divides the destinations to be taken into avengers in the city of North Zakart and moderates in Lanterna Island.

"I care too. If those who want revenge bowl in with the Orioles, they'll have a fight. He shook his tail at the army that killed the people..."

"Are you saying that a powerful people's avenging faction is going to board a new stronghold?

"Until the operation at Aquillo Base, we used it as a treatment base, but the healers have fallen out, so only a few of them know… all of them have joined the moderates."

What does Silva, who is involved with both sides, think of this situation?

From the way he spoke pale, he could not see his heart.

"Some avengers say that when this war is over, the government forces will take revenge on you for killing you."

"I wish I survived."

"Not really."

"What?"

"There are people who still [tears] don't stop fighting. Didn't [the sorcerer's tears] call for demons, even if the soldiers tried to return them?

The old lady, Silva, smiles with a good taste and tells her as if she was also talking to the public in the salon.

"The healers left because the people back from the Aquillo base operation were bad for the backup girl."

"Are women and children in it?"

"He was helping me with my treatment. Those kids, too, couldn't take care of themselves because they could use a little healing, but Mr. Oriole took care of the bad guys... but they all left."

In what I saw the other day of Oriol, he must have really performed the blood solemnity.

By now, Rubel may be happy to have wiped them out at the end of the Belarns base.

"The matter of the division of the Nemoralis Grief Squad has already raised a report. We will only ensure that we carry out the tasks assigned to us. All right?"

"Yes."

Rubel, who is nothing more than a demon soldier, has no right of veto. If you refuse, it will be terminated and someone else will just make a [contract for the use of the demon] with the demon asthma cannon.

The only remaining enemy bases are Friggs and a total of three locations in central and northern Lanterna Island.

Rubel hit the sandwich but wasn't sure what it tasted like.