It's all one flower.

The green-haired witch had a tablet device. It's the same as the blonde wizard Razornik. Photograph the city with enthusiasm, beside Kufushenka, who will guide you to the church.

"The Forestry Union cabin, me and the Civic Hospital curse doctors know, so I'll tell the rest of you, and we'll see how it goes sometimes."

Kufshenka wondered if she had agreed to the offer of a green-haired witch. It cannot be decided in unison, but the witch continues as a matter of decision.

"When the cabin is fixed, someone will come by about once a week, so if you need anything, put the letter down. I'll deliver what I need to the cabin later."

"Someone with no heart might take it away..."

When Kufshenka said with pity, the green-haired witch said.

"I'll think about what to do around there.... Oh, yeah. Keep the floor coverings in the cabin, right? Because it's got a shield on it."

"From what to what... I'm afraid"

"Never mind. I just want Lake Lacus to be at peace."

Kufshenka thanked him again with a full cage of gratitude.

Tents are set up on church grounds, and employees with blood on their work clothes form a queue in turn.

All those who have been cared for and bandaged, but as soon as they are treated with magic, they will be cured.

Now that the star sign (the servant) had been captured and the priest of the Eastern Diocese had once again granted forgiveness, I saw no fright or fear like that day in the faces of those who wished to be treated.

"I came to see General Unuk Elhaia and I have something to tell you."

A green-haired witch spoke to a PLA soldier working on sorting relief supplies.

Soldiers of the same hair colour as witches turn their suspicious eyes to women of their own descent and do not answer simply by looking at each other within their companions.

"I am an activist for peace with the Septentorio Spelldoctor (Seiko) and Senators Laqueus from the Ristover Autonomous Region. Can you get the general to follow you?

The soldiers stop the work and exchange their sights.

A helping Autonomous Community citizen turned his confused face to Kufshenka and Captain Solniak, who came with the green-haired witch.

"I don't care if the curse doctor confirms anything. Tell me the haulier Fiarlka is here."

One of the soldiers ran to the tent and the others resumed their work. You silently move your hand whether outsiders have stopped you from divulging extra information.

"Perhaps the general has already gone to the district chief's house with the priest"

"Oh, the discussion, it wasn't over yet?

Kufshenka said, the witch of the people of the lake, who named her Fiarlka, rounded her green eyes.

"It's not an immediate story, and there's a re-education to the star sign."

"What re-education?

Fiarlka, a Fluxinus, is not familiar with the star sign. Captain Solgnac will briefly explain.

"The star sign believes in the teachings of heresy."

"That's right. Priests are invited to reread the scriptures in the presence of generals to re-educate them to the right teaching."

"The general is present...? Aren't you resented for being threatened and pressed into a twisted faith?

Captain Solniak clouded his face. Actually, they didn't let me know.

"I'll show you the scriptures for the priesthood and teach you a few at a time, so you'll be fine."

Kufshenka herself was shown the re-education only once, but the members of the Star Mark (Shiru) were surprised with a face like the end of the world when the priest showed the place of the Star Taoist (because of how) and was shown the same embroidery on the General's [armor].

It's still going to take some time for them to accept the facts.

The soldier leaves the tent and shows this to the curse doctor who showed his face.

As the haulier Fiarluca waved, the spelldoctor Septentorio broke his face and waved back.

"The general will be discussing it at the district manager's office in the morning. Percik Branch Manager Optimus is here, but is there anything you don't want to tell me other than the general?

"If you're gonna give the general a proper message... the curse doctor is busy, isn't he?

"Yeah, raw hate..."

The Civic Hospital spelldoctor smiled bitterly and looked out for a long line. Beyond that, I see the Autonomous Communities and PLA soldiers working together to sort relief supplies.

"Thank you for delivering so much in just half a day of contact"

"Don't worry about the curse doctor because I just had him turn around a little bit to talk about the situation and put it together for the refugee camp"

PLA soldiers relieve tension over how the spelldoctor and the hauler broke down.

"Senator Laqueus sends his regards."

"I'll take care of that. Would it be all right if Councillor Laqueus' sister and Mr Solgnac let me see Mr Optimus?

"As long as you're in person"

A curse doctor and haulier turn a green eye to the old woman, who serves as the caretaker for the autonomous community as a congressman's margin, and to the captain of the Star Way Prostitute Army. The two snorted firmly.

"Please take these people to Optimus Eyre and tell them to listen to Fiarlka, the haulier, on my behalf."

The soldier asked to correct his posture, salutes him, and guides the three carefully.

A few days ago, the evacuees who filled the chapel replaced the company's demolished employees and their families, as well as the shopkeepers' families who lost their shops and residences.

Temporary housing is not particularly damaged. In addition to being overcrowded, residents returned home early from a church that became one of the Nemus Liberation Army garrisons.

The majority of those who have lost their place of residence have been temporarily allowed to live in vacant classrooms in elementary and secondary schools, and only a few flattened households will give themselves up to the church.

The same applies to estate districts, some of which visit relatives' homes in rural districts.

Khushchenka spent the last few days telling herself how cheap she knew each other and how to walk with her normal mind.

The people of the lake led me to the "Church Reception Room I Know Well" and I feel strange.

Beyond the open door, an old nigger and a green-haired former knight, Optimus Prime, face each other across the scripture. The soldier officially knocked and told him what to do.

"Thank you for your hard work.

The head of the Persiek branch of the Nemus Liberation Army nodded to Eagle Yang and retreated his men, recruiting the three.

The low table is open to thick scriptures for priests and for the general faithful.

Kufshenka saw the two scriptures line up for the first time. The thickness of it for believers is one fifth or not.

"What? Mr. Branch Manager, are you converting?

"The general says, 'If you don't know their faith, you'll have to decide what's best for both sides.'"

Optimus Eyre smiles bitterly at his fellow carriers.

Khushchenka lowered her hips next to her, prompting her to stop at the edge with an indescribable face. Captain Solgnac sits at the end close to the door.

Carrier Fiarluca sat shallow on the edge of the couch across the street from nothing said and took the tablet terminal out of the bag.

"Fraxinus has no scripture, so next time, a mythical picture book for children, shall we bring it?

A cover of a picture book titled "All One Flower" appeared on the screen of the terminal, the same as that song.

When the carrier's slender finger clicks on the screen, the cover turns up and the pages inside appear one after the other.

"Or maybe I won't need it because I'll be in trouble if someone comes out to convert?

"No, that's... I don't know..."

The monk clouded his words and said, dropping his gaze on the scriptures.

"This is my personal thought, but I don't think it's a good idea to be forced into faith by where you were born"

"If Kirkuls born and raised on Nemoralis Island or elsewhere said they wanted to move to the Autonomous Community, would they be acceptable?

When Fiarlka heard, the ni monk answered without raising his face.

"I'm still overcrowded, because I have more painful lives..."

"Well, I'll think of something else."

The witch of the people of the lake twisted herself and turned to the elderly samurai, saying without fear.

"Mr. Branch Manager, what I would like you to tell the General is the re-establishment of the streets of Kublum and regular contact with the Autonomous Region of Listver. Message the general, please, whether or not you can."

"Is that what Master Septentorio thinks?

Ask without the Optimus Eye moving its expression.

The magical [armor] you see up close, the beautiful embroidery caught my eye. Some patterns are the same as the festive garments that Kufushenka once had.

"He gave me a hint, and the people of the Autonomous Communities gave me a thought."

Briefly explain that the hauliers of the people of the lake want to interact with the people of Zolata and that the people of Zolata have the same idea with the current situation on the streets of Kublum and that they also communicate regularly.

The branch manager nodded and listened, confirming.

"And they shouldn't be known to government forces, should they?

"If you really want to put your hands together with the star sign, you should do so for a while."

Fiarlka smiles thinly at her shapely lips. Captain Solniak nodded silently, indicating his consent.

Nishimon and Kufushenka drink solitary spit and wait for Optimus Eyre's answer.

"Okay. I will certainly tell General Unuk Elhaia."

There is no prediction whatsoever as to what judgment the general will make and how priests, district chiefs, or star marks (servants) will move. But Kufshenka felt the first steps toward a new era were taken and a two-way wind began to blow.