It's all one flower.

Razornik turns on the tablet terminal and speaks to the two needles.

"You're both tired. I asked for a cup of tea, so go to the cafeteria."

"I'm sorry I couldn't."

Senator Laqueus lowered his head sincerely and seemingly sorry. The two young daughters are frightened, forced to make a smile and leave saying "it's okay".

"Bible, I'll borrow it for a while."

Razornik closed the door and Septentorio lowered his hips to the seat where Sarotka was sitting.

The angle of the terminal supported by the tripod remains unchanged.

Only the embroidered spell and scripture on the sleeve of the jacket and the [blue wings] school badge (today) raised from the neck should fit on the screen.

Nodding at the Farkill boy's signal, the spelldoctor Septentorio began to speak.

"This is the Bible of Kirkulus"

"Not for the general faithful, but for the craftsmen of the star path (because of it), even the deep parts of the Bible and the star path."

Senator Lacueus, who sat in front of the diagonal, can say. There was a large envelope beside the senator.

The spelldoctor Septentorio opened the scripture, looking into the eyes of the only Kirkulus on this occasion. Stop your hand with a page with a pinch.

Turn the Bible towards Senator Laqueus… the camera on the terminal, pointing to a point.

Senator Laqueus read out prayer words (phrases) written in a common language.

One breath down, translate into Hunan.

"The sun, moon, stars, and stars of darkness that become void (depression) also illuminate (well).

The sun and moon stars, all that live, the heavens and earth, the reason of this world, keep thee. "

"As I'm sure all of you powerful people know as common sense, it's a common language translation of the [exorcism] spell. Dr. Laqueus has now translated it so that all Hunan speakers can understand it."

"Weekly prayers are held in Hunan around here."

A spelldoctor, Septentorio, puts his magic on powerful words and once again slowly casts the [exorcism] spell. A light of pale pearl color spread like ripples around the surgeon. The light that does not appear in the half-vision eye fills the white indoors.

This is a room in the house of Mariana, a supporter of Amitostigma, where there is not originally one miscellaneous demon. The ineffective light resonated with the same spell applied to the wall, increasing the luminosity.

Likewise, one page after the other points to a common language translation of the spell.

I arrived at a page for the Sewing Artisans in Star Road.

"What is this drawing?

"It's a model paper for the priest's coat."

Let me surprise Senator Laqueus with his concise answer.

"What? But this... this, the embroidery instructions"

"What's the matter with you?

"It's the same [exorcism] and [shock] [heat] [cold] spells and curses I'm wearing right now, right? Are you sure? Sure, you can't do magic in Kirkulus, can you?

The spelldoctor Septentorio alternately pointed to embroidery and moulded paper applied on the sleeve.

It doesn't matter how anyone sees it.

The priest's clothes are white with cloth and yarn instructions, and if they were made on this street, they would not know the presence of embroidery in the distance.

The clothing that Septentorio had prepared for Mariana was a fabric of creation, changing the colour of the yarn by technique and stabbing spells and curses, very gorgeous and easy to understand.

Senator Laqueus says in a loud voice how troubled he is.

I don't care if the priest tells me so.

"So is this the unique design of the Hunan region?

"What makes you think that?

"Because it's close to the land where the demons of the Three Kingdoms are sealed, and there are many demons and warcraft in general."

... would you be able to tell me not to sound deliberate?

Spelldoctor Septentorio has become anxious as he lays down unnatural questions to make the viewers of the video listen.

Veteran MP Raqueus naturally responds because he is used to public recordings on radio political programs and questions to keep in the minutes, but Septentorio tends to have a stiff voice because he is unfamiliar.

"The magic clothes and we, the innocent and unclean people, wore them, the magic effect is not good?

"Well, yes..."

"What's the matter with you? If you have something to say, make it clear."

Senator Lacueus rides himself out to the septentorio to say the least.

"Really? Will you excuse me? It is no exaggeration to say that there is not a single people without pure power, because the people of the land around here are in the midst of a mix of powerful and powerless people. So..."

"Oh, I don't know. For more than two hundred years, Kirkulus has been passed on to this land, and many families have married as faithful comrades of innocent and innocent people."

Senator Laqueus laughs and recieves.

"But once upon a time, a couple of the land people who lived in the neighborhood, their wives were Fluxinus, but their husbands were Kirkurs, right?

"Indeed, before the civil unrest, marriages with pagans were also allowed, but in fact, such couples were in a minority. Or were all your neighbors pagan couples?

"No, but..."

"You people, how many generations do you think the two-hundred-year build-up will be for the long-lived race of the people of the lake, who have no power over us?

Put one breath down and ask a question about a famous act that feels awkward.

"Has Dr. Lacueus ever seen a miscellaneous demon?

"Of course there is. If you can't see it, you can't help it."

"That's right. In many countries on the shores of Lake Lacus, there is an overwhelming majority of people with spiritual vision, only a few people with semi-vision (soldering) who cannot see spiritual qualities and can only see matter."

The captain trio explains the obvious in order to make the viewer of the video listen.

"In most countries, there is public assistance to receive temporarily borrowing spiritual vision from others [scratching] and other techniques."

"Mm-hmm. Half sighted people are socially vulnerable. Remedies have remained the same in my country, the Republic of Nemoralis, since the days of its predecessor, the Republic of Lacus Lacrimalis."

The old senator naturally supplements it with the words of a spelldoctor.

"Yes, that hasn't changed in thousands of years, even since the days of the Lacus Lacrimalis kingdom before it"

"I don't know much about witchcraft, but is it something you can't cure?

"Yes.“ An eye with no visible spiritual qualities ”cannot be treated with any phylogenetic technique because it is innate. Semi-sighted people will find it very difficult to survive in this land without the aid of spiritual vision."

"Hmm. We all know that as common sense if you live on the shores of Lake Lacus. If you can't see it, you'll be attacked by cluttered demons and demons with no flesh in the world."

Whatever the old senator's voice is, what is it now?

... That's a famous act.

Septentorio continued with admiration.

"There is not a single person with half sight in a powerful people. We, the people of the lake, of course, you, the people of the land, without distinction between the long-lived race and the everlasting race, all who possess magic, have spiritual vision."

"Hmm. Everyone knows that, too. A half-sighted child can only be born to a people without power."

"This means, on the contrary, that the lineage of people with spiritual vision, even if they are powerless people, could give birth in the future to the sons of a people who are powerful in isolation."

Wait plenty of seconds for the audience to understand.

"So the Kirkulus priesthood may also have someone who doesn't know about it and has magic"

When the story of the spelldoctor Septentorio ended, Senator Lacueus' savvy fingers glanced at the model paper of the priest's clothes.

One breath down and squeeze out your voice.

"Well, since Non's children all died during the civil unrest, that's the end of Non's lineage. But you're right, the tragedy of isolation is actually happening everywhere."

The old senator took a page of newspaper out of the envelope and spread it to his work desk. Point to the date of the margin and the name of the newspaper.

"This is the artel version of the Hunan Economic Newspaper."

About ten years ago the paper was brown and discoloured. It's not economically relevant, so it's not that big of a deal, but it's a top social article.

Purify the Witch in the Civic Square

In the large picture placed under the headline was the figure of a woman tied to a pillar and burned alive as the crowd surrounded her.

Farkill boy operates tablet terminal.

I guess the telephoto function was used to make the body easy to read.

One of her sons went to visit the trench trail during the Civil Unrest and found the [Crystal of Magic]. That's why it turns out the kid has magic. The purpose is to say that her mother was caught and burned by the star sign.

This article alone does not tell what happened to my only son, who was five years old at the time.

Hunan Economic Newspapers is headquartered in Amitostigma, a two-wheeled country.

The article's argument was neutral, it did not intersect subjectivity, and only the events were described as "common incidents," but the faces of the people in the photograph staring at the flames burning in the center of the square were all proud and full of joy.