It's all one flower.

General Unuk Elhaia stopped his leg at the halfway point between the vehicle and the district manager's house.

The general casts a spell in a low voice. Tons of water overflowed from the vial and as much water mass as the microbus crawled down the road like a serpent. Knock down the door for each gate post, swallow the black mass at the front door and rise high in heaven.

There was no explosion.

The detonator who lurked himself in the corner of the garden must have also been taken aback.

The water mass moves to the nearby fallow land, spitting out the contents and returning them to the district manager's house. It bent at right angles in front of the front door and disappeared across the fence. A few seconds later, a man swallowed water on the fence appeared and returned to the General, dancing through the universe.

General Unuk Elhaia, placing a man spit out on the street, headed with a water mass to the district manager's house.

The soldiers of the star mark scratch their chests, fold their bodies, cough hard, and cannot stand up.

"Didn't you keep him alive?

"Looks like you got water in your lungs. Through the water, there's nothing else in life."

The spelldoctor's voice was too calm and Kufshenka felt sorry for the soldiers.

"But when it's late, you're not drowning?

Beyond the windshield, the water mass was breaking through the splendid entrance door. How much momentum can this happen in just one blow?

Every time a soldier coughed, water came out.

Men are swallowed by water currents with guns and flirted in water that moves like creatures. The water mass spat out the humans in the same spot as one of the previous ones.

Removed automatic small arms and weapons such as tactical vests, holsters, stripped grenades and knives are transported to fallow land with water hands that flow as if they were willing.

Ten people who came later also coughed violently, and the priest in the lead seat prayed by drawing a holy mark in front of his chest.

General raises one hand in front of the front door.

Capillo took a bunch of strings out of his hips bag.

The string is broken (so much) to match the low voice casting the spell, and moves as it was given life. He caught one of the coughing men and crawled up from his toes to his chest and wound up.

A spelldoctor gets off the microbus, casts a spell he hears over and over, touching the chest of a soldier with a string involved. A glass of water just popped out of his nose and mouth.

The cough stops and the string eats further into the body of the soldier looking up at the curse doctor with tears. Capillo cut off the edge, capturing another soldier as well. A total of ten soldiers were tied up and rolled in the driveway. And the deacon of the district manager's house is joined by eleven.

General Unuk Elhaia does not move in front of the front door.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I drained the water from my lungs, so there's nothing else in my life. The strings are reinforced by surgery. There's nothing you can do about it, so please stay still. Once the discussion is over."

"Ugh! Shut the fuck up and treat me like a bug!

One of the soldiers roared, blocking the voice of the curse doctor.

Capillo chills out at the man like a potato worm.

"All star symbols (servants) in the Autonomous Region have been captured. If you're not willing to respond to the discussion, we'll pull it off. They and you will starve to death... all right?

"What's the discussion!

"It's all about talking to the evil ones. Nothing!

One deacon knows Kufshenka. He ate his teeth and was humiliated.

"Me and the priest will also participate in the discussion. Please, now."

Leaving one driver behind, the five went up to the district manager's house, where the door was missing.

The door of the reception room also comes off, and the water mass blocks it instead.

The district manager hits the wall by the window and shivers.

A thief sheltered iron lattice becomes an enemy and cannot escape through the window.

"Priest, go ahead."

General Unuk Elhaia returns the water mass to the vial and returns it to the spelldoctor. The priest spoke in a gracious manner.

"Mr. District Manager, are you hurt?

"Shishi, priest, store manager. Huh!

Make a thin voice with a crying face. The man who concurrently heads the Listwar Autonomous Region and the Star Mark (servant) Listwar Branch looked as small as someone else did yesterday.

... It's been a long time since we've been in action, and this was done unilaterally.

Half a century of civil strife allowed even Kirkurs to fathom wizards because they formed formations from beyond magic to bomb them face to face, put in chariots of magical and unprotected power, and even used chemical weapons.

"Me and the manager, along with the Civic Hospital curse doctor and the broadcaster, have been asked to attend a dialogue between you and General Unuk Elhaia."

"Just, uh...?

The district manager, who also did not fit the roots of his teeth, put his open eyes around the six people who entered the interval.

The curse doctor meets lightly.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. District Manager. Zerneau City Central Civic Hospital, Surgery Department."

The blonde broadcaster continued.

"This is DJ Rafe from FM Cravel. Um, really, am I supposed to be present?

"It would be more equal to have a land people of the main gods as a whole in this country"

"What? But I, such an important role..."

General Unuk Elhaia nodded deeply and gently slapped DJ Rafe on the shoulder.

"If you hadn't let me know, the Nemus Liberation Army would have committed irrevocable excesses."

"You?

Priests and Kufushenka look at each other, and the curse doctor turns to DJ in surprise.

DJ Rafe turned sideways, escaping the eyes of the three, but his gaze bumped and leaned. Capillo, the commander who arbitrarily imposed the Autonomous Region raid operation, cemented his readiness to be punished already, staring at the district chief with no emotion and not moving.

"The broadcaster learned of the raid operation in the autonomous region due to rumors in the alley, and came to the news that he had scratched the battle in the capital. He was a Fluxinus, but he was prepared to die to save the Ristova Autonomous Region."

"Oh, no, well, it was the Persiek branch manager who took me, and I just talked, uh..."

DJ Rafe refuses to praise the general on many occasions.

"If that contact was a government army, it would have been a triple battle between the PLA, the star sign, and the government army. Many lives of people without the power to fight have been lost, and the Autonomous Communities will have become scorched earth."

The district chiefs also used tablet devices to keep track of the movement of the Nemus Liberation Army over the Internet.

On the contrary, the operation itself was designed to put on the Nemus Liberation Army a rettel of "religious oppressors and ethnic racists who persecuted a powerless people who believed in Kirkrus" and to recruit United Nations intervention in force.

Kapiyo, the head of the Klukwa branch of the Nemus Liberation Army, and Gremutinik, the head of the Vinagrat branch, were danced properly.

... How far has this man looked up and told the General?

Kufshenka saw the DJ rafe of FM Cravel, but the blonde land people were just frightened and unlikely to hear it out.