It's all one flower.

There are many parks in Yarbraka city, and temporary housing, like other cities, hasn't filled up to the school yard. There were a number of other makeshift houses where domestic refugees, who were absentee in their jobs, made spells at the rally point.

"I guess it's because it's easy to get the materials from that self-governing chairman's legend."

"Oh, I see. And"

Leno snooped around and dived his voice.

All the shops facing the boulevard are open, let's take it easy and walk with the shoppers.

The aunts at the wellside conference laughed lavishly and looked like peace itself.

"A lot of people had heard that word about crafts and stuff that had nothing to do with magic."

"Right. In view of the dangers, I did not explain the example where I did not make a spell…"

Instead, ask if you are aware of the occurrence of a warcraft near the city of Yarbraka. No one knew if the temporary inhabitants would ever go outside the fence, were turned to surprise and fear, and Leno could not resist.

"It's okay, isn't it?

"What do you think? This is a branch of the Nemus Liberation Army, because it has no strong containment."

Leno saw Jorch as Gyoo. The eyes behind the glasses are as calm as usual.

"I don't agree with their ideas and activities, but if they hold each other back, I don't have a hand in not using them."

"Persiek people seemed like good people, didn't they? I was working with the police."

"Not all of those who make radical claims are wacky to say vicious people. I think the majority of honest and virtuous people have risen up worried about the national disaster."

"Then how could you do this...!

Jorch threw his gaze at the end of the street.

Store owners and customers joke and laugh. It seems to be a lie that we are at war.

"Because each faith in justice is different. For justice on one side, if justice on the other becomes evil, clashes are inevitable. Between white and black, there are countless grays, but this is quite..."

"Is it more troublesome for someone who believes he's right than for someone bad?

"As things stand, I have to think so. Artel also fought a war based on Kirkulus justice to counter the repression of the Ristover Autonomous Region and the use of demonic asteroids by the Nemoralis."

Leno felt like he blurred out what funeral home Agoni meant when he said not to deny their claims.

The next temporary house I took to was making cloth bags and aprons at the rally point.

Jorch greets him and asks him if he knows there will be a Warcraft around here.

And the man of the land people, who had cut the fabric, put down the ruler, and heard.

"What kind of warcraft came out? I know the art of school, so I can help you."

And they that were round about saw a man in the colours of the earth, as a goose.

Mid thirties or so, but not if you're a long-lived race. I don't have a badge (today), but I may have remembered it during the civil unrest, like Padorlik did.

The elderly autonomous chairman is surprised.

"Help with exterminators? Isn't it usually faster to apply for a job?

"Of course I did. But they paid me in advance because of school restrictions. In fact, if you could see where we could fight..."

"But it's dangerous not to have [armor] or anything."

Leno stopped in a hurry.

Men snort in dissatisfaction.

"Sure, I don't have [armor], but [an invisible (invisible) shield] can be used, and I've hunted warcraft in the Resalub Forest. I've been in action before."

"Even if you say that to us..."

When Joorci gave him a troubled face, the man bowed down badly and murmured apologies.

We will see that he has returned to work and continue listening to broadcast needs.

Many of the information sought by temporary residents was directly linked to life, such as prices, administrative support, and about refugee camps. You think it doesn't matter if you don't go outside the walls, or more about the Warcraft, few people want to know.

I finished listening the whole way and Leno gave the autonomous chairman an envelope of the lyrics.

"Right. Entertainment is also easier and helpful."

"Aren't you going to flush the local bureau?

"More military songs and brave classical music these days..."

The expression disappeared from the Chairman of the Autonomous Region, who had his face broken.

... Was that what happened?

Somehow he perceived the situation and Leno nodded in a dark mood.

In order to gather information from government sources, I hear news about the state-run broadcast that moved the headquarters to Rachka, but I didn't hear entertainment programs to save batteries.

As they were walking down the street to the next makeshift, they were called out loud from behind.

"Announcer! Announcer!

Passengers pay attention to the voice they call as they run.

A man who called himself "experienced in action" earlier.

Stopping by surprise, he was quickly caught up. Looks like I ran about three minutes into the neighborhood, but I'm not out of breath at all. At least, he seems to be physically fit for his age.

"Um, I'm sorry for the thick favor, but if you see the exterminator, could you introduce me? I say," Garoff. "

"Yeah, no, but..."

"Because the technique can be used not only [spiritual doves], but also [rapidly descending eagles (eagles)] and [flying eagles (taka)] little by little!

Jorch reluctantly, but Garloff lurked his voice and ate down.

"This is the only place I know how to handle a gun.

"Did you remember that during the civil unrest? No more guns at the time..."

"It's my gun now. Speaking of which, I think you can split the bullets."

Garoff blocked Jorch from trying to say that older guns had less circulation and were almost antique-handled.

"Where is it?

Garloff looked around and slapped his ear in Jorch. The announcer opens his eyes. It didn't sound like Leno, tilted his neck and looked at Garoff.

Hands off Jorch's ear, Garoff spoke hot.

"I went because I heard that I was too busy protecting the people from demons and warcraft to go out to the mainland of Artel. I was in North Zakart, but the air raid was terrible, and I fled to Lacrimalis territory, and the Order prepared a makeshift for Cravel, so I evacuated you."

"What do you mean?

When Leno hears, Garoff says quickly with an eye to see the unfortunate.

"There were bazaars all the time in Cravel's park supporting the refugees. The guy who says temporary residents sell handmade or something without a store opening fee, and the local guy pays for the store opening fee and sells unwanted items. So, my neighbor's grandmother sold Artel and Amitostigma newspapers, and she found out how terrible it was."

Leno never sees the story, but Jorch snorts and listens, so Garoff rolled up even more.

"Make it your only hanashi here. My grandmother introduced me to a group of people willing to fight on behalf of the Regular Army."

It doesn't matter if the two of them are breathtaking, Garoff continues.

"My local, totally abandoned, but a little better building based, trained in art and weapon handling in the Resalub Forest, hunting warcraft or something"

Garoff swallowed the rest.

Daytime grandeur, he realized it was a bad idea to talk any more on business trips.

... who became one of Mr. Oriole's people after we left. So, the newspaperman's grandmother is Mr. Silva...?

Leno asked another question, suppressing the question that hung up to his throat.

"So why are you in Yarbraka?

"Because the Regular Army has finally moved. Except for people who really want revenge with their own hands, they go to a refugee camp with Mr. Journitol, let me live in some kind of makeshift and look for work like me... well, right now, even such a powerful people don't have to work all the time. I'm worried about going back there or what to do."

I turned to Jorch in the middle of the conversation and said to mesmerize him.

Leno can't say anything because he's about to catch his breath.

"So why don't you talk to the security company about getting a job?

"Everywhere was foreclosed due to school restrictions. The best one to use is the [spiritual dove], but if you don't fix it properly enough to hold the badge (sign) of the [plummeting eagle (eagle)], they say no everywhere you go."

Garoff still eats down with a crying face, but there's nothing Leno and the others can do about it.

Joolucci stabbed the nail so he wouldn't have to, and the scene was broken up somehow.

By the time I got back to the park where I stopped the truck, the sun was completely down.

The pinas are doing dinner.

Rarely, Morph was also helping to rose one cabbage leaf at a time.

"Mr. Agoni, do you have a minute?

"And Mr. Solgnac."

The four of us get in the back seat of the wagon and talk about the returning guerrilla.

Funeral home Agoni listened silently to the end and slapped his knee.

"Okay. Tomorrow, I'll jump into the refugee camp and tell the senator how to sensei and the haulier's sisters. Anything else I can tell you?

"How did that guerrilla get hold of the Regular Army movement? It didn't seem to be reported in the Nemoralis' country, though?

Captain Solniak twisted his neck.

Leno and Jorch's voices align.

"Until you told me, I didn't notice at all"

"Hey, there's a frontline base in North Zakart, and as far as I know, Mr. Oriol was friendly there with the Regular Army. You got stabbed with a nail like you didn't pull the leg of an operation."

Agoni laughs off.

Jorch chewed up the bitter bug.

"Well, now, I can't go ask"

"Guerrilla, if you quit, okay? I'm gonna ask him if he's smart enough not to come back."

The funeral parlor Agoni gave me a comfortable undertaking.