It's all one flower.

The debris generated in the Ristover Autonomous Region was removed at an incredible rate.

A Nemus Liberation Army soldier chanted a spell that seems to make even large concrete chunks as light as feathers. Another soldier packed it in a magic bag, leaving behind valuables, memorabilia, and household belongings that still seemed to work.

Like a large rubble being sucked into a small wipe bag, even dreaming with your eyes open seems unrealistic. But it is a real event that the rubble of a completely destroyed tailor was eliminated and still usable objects, such as sofas and some shelves, were transported home.

The site of the store doesn't look like a front yard because of the floor coverings, but Kufshenka felt sunny for some reason.

Kufshenka temporarily kept Asina, who was in the bedroom of the district manager's house, and brought her to the mall awaiting the removal of debris scattered on the road.

For her to hand over to the employee's fixer who said she had been helping since she was fired from the tailor.

Not knowing what % of the circumstances Asina had told us in the past few days were true, Kufushenka had listened in half of the conversation.

Just when people fleeing Kublum Street came back.

A man in spell-dyed clothes, people with blankets on their shoulders from above work clothes and snails, and a young woman from the people of the lake appeared before the destroyed interrogation center.

The men of the powerful people who lead them did not try to enter, but the green-haired woman comes dignified into the Autonomous Community because of her need for the great people of the PLA. The man who raised the lark's neckline looked surprised, but didn't say anything.

"Welcome back"

"I'm home."

When Kufshenka spoke, the employees returning to the Autonomous Community smiled with a nostalgic smile.

"Mr. Store Manager! Glad you're safe!

A couple of newspapermen rush over. For a moment I noticed Asina, distorted her face, but soon I took Kufu Seenka's hand and was happy to see her again.

"The mountains must have been tough, right?

"The Star's Road, the Sensei of the Brave Army and the Civic Hospital, and that woman protected me, so I didn't."

Newspapers show the women of the people of the lake with their eyes. If you look closely, walking next to a green-haired witch is Captain Solniak of the Star Road Prostitute Army. Would I have borrowed a pistol from a priest without using it? I look tired, but he helped me with the interview, and he was safe and relieved, too.

I am delighted to hear about the safety of the family of the confectionery shop who came running to me and each other.

"You stayed in the mountains?

"Just for one night, though."

"In the morning, I went out to Zolata District, took care of the farmer for a few days, and the woman told me she was okay, so I came through the flat."

My wife added to the concise answer of the confectioner to her quick mouth, showing the women of the people of the lake with her gaze.

"Mr. Store Manager, were all of you evacuated to the church okay?

A newspaperman's wife whispers as she spys on the PLA soldiers who work.

Kufshenka made me smile.

"It's okay. If we had all taught the Civic Hospital curse doctors a song called" Peace Wish, "the great PLA people would have asked us," What's the song? "and we would have listened to the situation."

They felt guilty escaping in their own private car alone, and the shopkeepers in the estate district cried over and over again apologizing.

People with blankets of relief supplies dive through the destroyed gates as they say thank you and goodbye to the Zorata district residents who guided the way.

"Still haven't come back from the evacuation?

Asina looks at the line of returnees and tells them to listen. The fixer she said existed, but it was closed and there was no sign of people.

"I'm glad your shop is safe. Goodbye, then."

"Huh. Thanks for your help -"

I was told with a good face, but whether I really appreciate it or not, it's not a known one. Kufshenka, the newspaper store and the confectioner's family dropped Asina off on her indescribable face heading to the factory.

Are the strong (did) scabs who seek help without shame or hearsay from the person who was told to fire them that way? Did life in Barack Street make you do that?

I relied on the district chief because he had tightened up the church, and saw that the district chief's flag color had gotten worse, I cried to Kufushenka, and if I could use it, I left him just a little.

Kufshenka stayed at home to keep an eye on Asina not working the fire thief, but she seems to think only to the extent that she "used the good old lady of man well".

The factory where the fighting took place has also been debris removed and several small town factories have been further transformed. The employees look into the cold space and drop their shoulders.

Compensation was dropped for employees who lost their jobs in the attack by the Nemus Liberation Army and managers who lost their stores like Kufushenka.

The seriously injured, who underwent first aid at the factory, was healed by a spelldoctor after that discussion and was perfectly well. Some have returned to work, others have suffered damage to the factory and have no choice but to join the cleanup.

The Civic Hospital curse doctors now wake up in churches in the Eastern Parish and continue to treat large numbers of people every day, but they still don't seem to see the end.

"I'd like to go to a store run by Senator Laqueus's relatives, you know?

When I looked at the voice, the woman of the people of the lake was asking Captain Solniak.

"Um, what can I do for you?

"You, Mr. Kufshenka?

The young woman with green hair came across the driveway without a single car with the nodded Captain Solgnac.

"That's right. I'm Raqueus' sister."

"That's just great. I just got a message from Mr. Amiella."

"Did you talk to that Co? How are you?"

"Yesterday, someone else asked me to text you a message and we met in person a while ago, but the other needle and Senator Laqueus were fine."

"Thank you. What did Amiella say to me?

Kufshenka trusted herself more with the witch of the first Lake people than Asina, an autonomous people of the same faith.

Green-haired witches also believe and message the old woman they met for the first time.

"If there's anything you can do for your hometown, say it..."

That child chose the path to live as a powerful people with her great-aunt, Kalindula. He just thought he had abandoned the past of being a Kirkulus living in the Ristover Autonomous Region, but it seemed like a complete mistake.

Kufshenka was full of breasts and had no words. Not only Captain Sornyak, but also the witch of the people of the lake, carefully-behold the old woman of the Kirkurs.

"I'm... bummed right now, so I don't know what I need. Just tell me that feeling is enough"

"Yes, I'll tell him."

The witch smiled and nodded at the voice the old woman had finally squeezed out.

says Captain Solniak.

"A person who took refuge on a mountain road asked me to repair the cabin of the forestry union and maintain it so that it could be used as a shelter. I agree."

"Are you to the left? I'll tell you soon, at the church."

"The great PLA man is in church now, isn't he? Can you show me around at last?

"Yep. I'm sorry my legs are slow because they're old, but if you don't mind."

"Thank you. I just want to take a look around."

The green-haired witch took Kufshenka's offer with a soft smile.

Kufshenka talks about the past few days on the road.

Four days had passed since the attack on the autonomous region by the PLA, and the city was regaining some calm.

The star sign (servant) caged in the school was also captured by the Nemus Liberation Army Persiek Branch Manager Optimus Eyre and his men without even giving him time (if any) to attempt resistance.

Even if they are disputed by ordinary people and hide weapons and bombs, they seem to be foreseeable to the magical eye. It would be comforting to be on your side, but for a hostile star, it would have been a frightening opponent.

The children were returned to their parents, but the class could not yet be resumed.

The Nemus Liberation Army said it was "away from school to avoid the involvement of children," but several children were struck by a bomb on the star sign (a servant), spreading their young lives in a suicide bombing attack on the Liberation Army.

All PLA soldiers are equipped with magical [armor]. Although the wounded came out, not a single soldier was lost in this attack.

The Nemus Liberation Army remains in the Autonomous Region for some time, due to debris removal, distribution of relief supplies, and surveillance of star markers (servants).

The children disappeared from the city and the sound of the factory running made them feel dismal.

... If the people of the lake pull away, government troops will come instead, won't they?

When will the children be able to play in peace? Can you see the day?

The old lady's legs headed to church got heavy.