It's all one flower.

I sang yesterday obsessively, and when I realized it, the curtain was down.

Still, I don't feel real.

Amiella left the bed feeling like she was in a dream.

This hotel is close to the west temple of La Crimalis, the king's capital.

An acquaintance of the haulier Fiarluca works as a manager. Amiella stayed last year as part of the mobile distributor Praether Massa.

When I went to the designated salon's private room for breakfast, the haulier Fiarluca was drinking tea alone.

"Morning. Good luck yesterday. That was pretty awkward. [Knitting reed cuts (yoshikiri)] But like Niptra, [singing" Misosazai "] might be nice."

"Good morning.... Everyone else hasn't."

"Mr. Niptra is a temple. Aren't those guys still asleep? Want to eat first?

Grand Aunt Kalindula said yesterday that she would go to the Great Temple before dawn to join the prayer song.

"It's bad to wake you up, isn't it? But can I wait a little longer?

"At this time of year, it's crowded, so breakfast will be over in half an hour."

"Huh? Well, we have to wake him up soon."

As Amiela floated her hips, Fiarluca stood up with a bitter smile.

"But you're never gonna make it. I asked him to take it to his room."

"Oh, really? Thank you."

"And your share."

"Excuse me."

"Can I have some tea with you in the room?

I had no reason to say no, I took him back.

"A comrade who went to see what was going on in the Autonomous Region sent me a letter from the manager."

"Thank you for everything"

As Amiella hurriedly drank down the fine butter roll, Fiarluca lowered her green brow a little.

"This time, it's not a personal letter addressed to you, the thing's not in my hand, I just got a picture of the letter."

"No, I'm glad to know that the manager is well enough to write to you"

The tailor Kufshenka manager is a powerless land people and a perpetual race.

A sister of Senator Laqueus, his older brother is over ninety years old. It wasn't strange when I went far away.

Amiella, who left the Ristover Autonomous Region, will probably never see her again.

"The manager's letter says that a priest was dispatched straight from the cathedral, has he ever had this kind of trick?

"No, not at all. I haven't even heard of it. What happened to the priests?

Listen back to unexpected stories.

"The priest can only speak a common language, so he works while interpreting."

"You're not fired, are you?"

Amiella was horrified when she remembered the serene smile of the priest of the Eastern Diocese.

"How did you decide to be an autonomous priest?

"I don't know much about Kotto either, but the first priests said they were the ones who studied at a seminary in the country during the civil unrest."

"What happened to those people?

"One of the priests of the Eastern Diocese died of illness. The West Parish priest went missing... rumor is that he was killed by a star sign or something, and the other priests quit, and as far as I know, the East Parish had one priest and one dormitory (ginseng), the West Parish had only one priest and two or three apprentices, and those who left the theology department at Listver University got a job at the company or something..."

"You're afraid to convey the proper teachings because you pointed out that you're heretical."

Amiella's heart gave a little bit to the haulier's translator's facial narrative.

I heard from the manager of this hotel why Fiarlka quit the Fraxinus priesthood. I know in my head that things are different from those of the priests of the Autonomous Communities.

Moreover, Amiela decided to live as a powerful people, and when she could no longer return to the Kirkurs, she did not know why she felt this way.

"The priest, quite a catab, seems to be trying pretty hard to revamp the former star markers (servants). Until now, the Order of Kirkulus has laid low to the general faithful."

"What did the new priest...?

"All the scriptures... well, I've already shown them in my promise to the Nemus Liberation Army, but even a powerful people can believe in Kirkrus... but it's also a matter of personal mind, so I guess you shouldn't say anything"

Fiarlka couldn't hide her confusion either, and she held her head with an elusive face. Green hair spills between her fingers, hanging on her cheeks to hide her expression.

"The fact that a wizard priest exists would have been nice if you could have waited until the people of the Autonomous Community felt a little more comfortable, Store Managers, I'm in trouble."

Amiella saw the haulier Fiarluca without a voice.

"We can't all follow you when you suddenly say that, and many people are concerned that you just had that kind of cot, and what kind of reaction you're going to get"

But it's too late.

The words of the Orthodox priest from the Cathedral were heavy.

... How did you say that so lightly?

"The manager was right, but he seemed to be too hasty to tell it, and the cathedral couldn't help but push him to the Autonomous Region."

"Oh no..."

The taste was delicious but I felt like sipping muddy water, and Amiela lowered the soup cup.

"So now, Farkill, I need you guys to check out the cathedral movement."

With the sound of a knock, Fiarlka swallowed the continuation.

Grand Aunt Kalindula opens up with a room key and enters.

"Morning. Oh, were you still eating? Dropping those cots off, all right?

"Ah..."

The port departs at 9 a.m. It's after 8: 00.

Amiella scratched breakfast in a big hurry and left the hotel in a good manner.

An elongated crossing slipped through the waterway, exhaling.

"Thank you for arranging the crossing."

"It's okay. Because it's better to rent a ship than to sleep during recording due to lack of sleep"

As Archione lowered her head in a gentle manner, the haulier Fiarluca grinned deliberately and meanly. Four people in the bouquet of peace laugh at their shoulders and say their apologies.

"Mr. Reeve, DJ, says he's already waiting at the dock."

Fiarlka looks at the tablet device and says:

During and around the Oak Festival, the [leap] of ordinary people is regulated around the Wang capital Lacrimaris.

DJ Reef jumps from the north of the island of Nemoraris to the summer capital of the kingdom of Amitostigma, where he is taken by the funeral home Agoni, to rendezvous with Razornik. Only Agoni returns to Nemoralis and says that the two of us have safely arrived in the king's capital, Lacrimaris, aboard a magic machine ship.

... It's convenient for the internet to get in touch with you properly, whether you're away or with a lot of people.

Amiella looked out for other things in an effort to quell the earlier upset.

When he decided to leave the Ristover Autonomous Region and live as a powerful people, he at the same time abandoned the faith of Kirkrus. Even though I was reminded how much prayer I wanted to give to Saint Kirkulus, that miracles and other things wouldn't happen, I felt like I was going to throw away all my life so far, and I couldn't really make up my mind.

... I've finally decided how I feel, but now I'm like that.

Faith is a matter of an individual's heart, or there are wizards among Kirkulus priests, why did Fiarlka teach Amiela that now?

When the side of the lake people staring at the tablet terminal entered their sight, their thoughts were gently drawn back.