It's all one flower.

Before we go to the city to gather information, the two of us, Leno and Giorchi, go again to greet the autonomous chairman of the temporary housing.

From the assembly room window, residents were seen splitting labor to create a spell.

The moment the door opens, dozens of people look up at the door simultaneously.

Gathering a suspicious gaze, Leno sweated more and more.

"Hi, I'm Jorch, the announcer. Sorry to interrupt your busy business. We're here to announce an ad hoc broadcast."

The moment Jorch uttered his voice, the eyes of whomever (what) and elimination directed at the suspicious turned to surprise and joy, and Leno looked like the room had become brighter.

One of the people in front stood up and lovingly recruited "Please, please".

"I'm afraid so. The public broadcast is on the edge of this makeshift home and is scheduled in three days. We apologize for the inconvenience, and would like to express our understanding and cooperation to the Chairman of the Autonomous Communities and the Temporary Presidents…"

"Mr. Autonomous Chairman, right? I'll call you!

"Thank you"

When Jorch smiled, the dark-haired aunt softly flew away with her eyes sparkling like a maiden.

Really, it's the same voice as the radio.

"What are you doing in this country town?

"What happened to the headquarters?

Temporary people are no longer a place for spellmaking, and rare voices and voices of doubt fly from all over.

"Mr. Autonomous Chairman, since you can see me, let me explain something to you"

Jorch's calm voice gathers people's eyes at the door.

... So did Mr. Kalindula, but celebrities are amazing.

Leno looked dazzled by the announcer's jorch.

An aunt with dark hair pulled the autonomous chairman. [Knitting reed-cut] It's a straw-haired woman with a school badge (yesterday).

"The funeral parlor told you about the broadcast, right?

"Where you're busy, I'm afraid. I wanted to say hello again."

The Autonomous Chairman is no different from Leno. Young enough to call her a maiden, but her waist was very calm.

... are you a long-lived racial spellmaker?

"Really? Earlier, I was flustered by the degree of work, and I couldn't ask you for more information. Please, take a seat."

Two people in the back brought me a spare pipe chair.

"Thank you very much for acknowledging the public broadcast on this temporary home. I am currently traveling around the island of Nemoralis with staff and collaborators from FM Cravel, leaving State Broadcasting for mobile broadcasting."

"Oh, with the coup... that must have been tough, huh? What happened to the headquarters?

"A large number of officials were involved in the battle and lost their lives. I was full of just getting away with [jumping]. The full damage is unknown."

The Autonomous Chairman asked questions with a single breath of silent prayer.

"State Broadcasting has relaunched broadcasting by transferring its headquarters function to the Racica branch office, right? Why would you want a mobile broadcast?

"Because the government won't let the people broadcast the information they want. … for example, refugee camps, news about the Republic of Nemoralis outside the country, prices, sales information, etc."

"If you ask me that... you don't"

Most temporary residents nod at the words of the Autonomous Chairman and whisper to each other with their neighbors.

"Mobile broadcast cars have a narrow range of radio propagation, so we do interviews within the broadcast area to gather information and broadcast in a few days"

"Refugee camps are amitostigmas, right?

"Yes, we receive information from collaborators in Amitostigma, such as Hunan Economic Newspapers. I hope it helped you decide whether to stay in the country or travel to camp."

People in temporary housing look at each other and look at Joolucci like they heard something.

"Are you leaving Cravel and going all the way around the region?

"That's right. Around here, there is no air raid damage, prices are relatively calm, and security is good… there are frequent suicide bombings of star signs (servants) in large cities"

The air at the rally was frozen.

The Chairman of the Autonomous Communities asks questions on his behalf.

"Did the people of the Autonomous Region come across the island?

"I don't know. Whether terrorists broke in from foreign countries or faked their faith and originally lived there… the capital was turned to suspicion that it was the original, powerless people were Kirkurs, and private sentences were rampant"

"For once, I think the goal of terrorism is to plant suspicious demons in residents."

Leno said, there were breathtaking signs from all over, and the twirl covered his ears a few seconds late.

The autonomous chairman grinned and turned to the residents with a [knitting reed cut (Yoshikiri)] badge (today).

"Here, Hola, we have this task… There's no way a star sign (a servant) can make a spell."

The air loosened at once.

The Autonomous Chairman turns to Jorch.

"I'm getting the ingredients from Micrantera Island via Oberbok."

"Micrantera Island?

When Leno accidentally asked back to a place name he had never heard of, Giorchi explained.

"It is an island with the headquarters of a spiritual wing regiment. It's the territory of the Kingdom of Rubra, but only on this island, we have dealings with foreign countries. In our country, there are only regular flights to and from Oberbok port once a month"

"So, someone I know sends me curse material in exchange for a month's worth of Nemoralis newspapers."

"Were you?"

Leno was impressed by the wizard's unexpected connection.

The seven kingdoms of the Lake Lacus North region, including the Kingdom of Rubra, all lay down clandestine policies. I had no idea I could trade with the Kingdom of Rubra.

... people in the Hubei region are also concerned about this war. I read the paper, and I don't know how it works.

"The city of Persiek had branches of the Nemus Liberation Army, so there were no major moves, such as bomb attacks, but forces were secretly working to spread the teachings of Kirkrus"

"On this island, the preaching of Kirkulus?

An autonomous chairman rounded the eyes of the colour of the earth.

"That's right. We modify prayer words (phrases) and spread them mixed with words of encouragement, volunteer slogans, etc. It's an encouraging and comforting word, so people who hear it spread it without knowing it, so it's troublesome that the person who spoke of it isn't necessarily a Kirkulus lurking outside the Autonomous Community"

"A volunteer from the people of the lake also said it, so it felt pretty widespread. What about this city?

When Leno heard, the autonomous chairman and residents of temporary housing tilted their heads.

"I don't know Kirkulus prayer words (words), so I don't know. Did you know?

"I was taught by the funeral parlor and others you asked me about earlier. He's a long-lived race, and he seemed to have had a job pattern, a chance to know before the civil unrest."

Jorch took the notebook out of his back inner pocket and read it alongside the slogan and the original sacrament.

Some people get hacked.

"Raise your hand if you've heard of any of them"

Parallax hands rose to Reno's call.

Jorch gives the same attention as anywhere else.

"As I said earlier, anyone who speaks of this is not necessarily a Kirkurist. Most of them are spreading it unknowingly. If you hear me, don't do anything."

The residents raised their voices of surprise.

The Autonomous Chairman's question calms the twist.

"But it's harder to be doing nothing than asking. Is there anything you can do?

"That you do not speak of it yourselves. Not to deny the person who said it. not to forbid you to speak of it. Not to teach that it is the sacrament of the Kirkurs. That's five things to keep track of who said it and who that person heard it from."

"I know the record, but can't you teach or ban it?

The autonomous chairman holds the [knitting reed cuts (Yoshikiri)] school badge and asks him back. Jorch nodded and looked around and answered.

"I don't know how Kirkurs would move if they were noticed by existence and banned from preaching"

"Oh, my God, you might blow a suicide bomber."

The whining voice of his gray-haired uncle echoed loudly into the rally point unexpectedly.

Jorch's well-traveled voice moves through the frozen air every time he says he didn't want to know.

"The information that says from whom and how that word was communicated is not readily available, but it is very important. Never force me to ask, just who and when was saying"

"You just have to gather at my place. Hey, the broadcast around Dosa is pre-built, and this is what it's all about?

The autonomous chairman agreed ahead of time, but he has a tough eye for Jorch.

...... If you find out you're collecting information, Mr. Autonomous Chairman is in danger too.

But some of the residents have already shown their motivation.

"It's only recently that we got this information. I have not been told more about what to do with this information."

"Huh?

"All you have to do is keep it in mind and don't do anything, not be flushed by comfortable words. Never force yourself."

"Can we just have Mr. Joolucci while he's here?

My dark-haired aunt asks.

"If it's possible, I'd like you to continue, but I'm not saying I can't. I will be changing places in Yarbraka city and broadcasting a few times, so I plan to stay for a short half month or so. Thank you for coming back to say hello when you move elsewhere."

As confusion and determination intruded, the two handed over a bunch of lyrics to leave the temporary house behind.