It's all one flower.

A line of mobile broadcaster Praethermissa did not stop at the peninsula, which protruded into the Bay of Pador, but took the national highway in the plains straight east.

The city of Carmensik, the city of mining industry, keeps moving away.

Leno saw the view flowing across the windshield and into the side mirror through the attendant's small window.

The pasture continues for a while after leaving the city's fence, and now the wheat fields, which have just finished harvesting, extend to the left and right of the road.

I didn't see anyone working on it.

Captain Solgnac moves from the rear seat of the wagon running in front to the carrier, waves both hands and signals Medvege. When the truck slowed down, DJ Rafe also slowed down the wagon.

"Brother, what happened?

Pina peeks into the attendant's room. Tis also clung to his sister and looked up at Leno.

"It's all right now. The villages around here are full of lake people, so don't worry about star signs or hidden Kirkrus."

"But isn't that the opposite of what we seem?

Over Pina's shoulder, which clouded his face, a boy soldier morph was seen with a clearly scratched face, drooping.

... uh... but you don't have to either.

Audience anger and doubt also reached the truck carrier.

Leno and Jorch, who could see the situation outside through the attendant's small window, could only lose their words, kill their breath and watch.

Captain Solgnac waited for me in the wagon with Cruello and Aviace in anticipation of this happening.

"Ladies, don't worry. After we follow, we'll be fine."

Funeral home Agoni turns around and smiles. I like the green hair mixed with gray hair in the hot air blowing through the passenger window.

There are three lake people in one line, and three powerful land people in the other. There are also three real Kirkuls, but they have never been suspected before.

... the faith of the people of the land will not be known unless they shut up.

That is why, in a city where the powerless land people live in large numbers, the Kirkurs can live in secret confusion. It also gave rise to suspicious ghosts, and in the capital, Cravel and elsewhere, hidden Kirkurs hunting and private sentencing to powerless land people were rampant.

"Right. Thank you for everything."

"Hey, that's okay."

Pina and Tis bowed down and pulled in with a weak smile and also thanked the pharmacist (dull) Awellana on the carrier.

The truck and wagon even run east, worrying about the back. There are no other vehicles from the western city of Carmensik, and the national highway, which is only two lanes east and west, is also empty.

I drove down a path with nothing to block, and when a little past noon, I reached the first village.

A soil-walled bungalow builds a potpout on the south side of the national highway, and a stone wall about waist height protects the entire settlement. From the village surrounded by lowly stone walls came forth those with agricultural tools and cages.

"Hello -. We're a mobile broadcaster mon. What about the news?

Medvege parks beside the national highway, opens the driver's seat window and lovingly speaks.

The villagers looked suspiciously at the wagon and truck that appeared unexpectedly and began to consult in a lump (clump). It looks a little bit like a green head gathering together.

One of them ran off to the village, and another approached the truck.

"If so, what station mon?

It's a mobile broadcaster, Praethermissa.

When the funeral parlor Agoni spoke from the passenger seat, the villagers softened their burnt faces in the day, in the presence of their fellow countrymen.

Announcer Jorch also rises and peeks outside through the windshield through the attendant's small window.

I heard whispers like the whispering of a leaf from a group that made up a tree.

"The overlooked (Praethermissa)?"

"That's a weird station name."

"Have you heard of it?

"No? What about you?

"None"

In doing so, an earlier villager brought back an old woman.

"Hi, I'm the village chief, but with what news, what do you do with your money? You can't decide if you want to hear it or not."

"Oh, thank you."

Agoni scratches her green head, twists herself and turns toward the village.

The village chief glanced at his fellow countryman's chest and looked blatantly nasty. On second thought, it's unusual or unnatural for a broadcaster to say that it's a funeral parlor's testimony [white butterfly to guide] school.

Jorch raises his voice from the attendant room behind the passenger seat.

"Hi, I'm Jorch, a state-owned broadcast announcer. With the coup d 'état taking over the headquarters of the capital, we launched a mobile broadcaster with the will of other stations."

"Mr. Joorci?

"The real thing?"

"I was alive!

The truck carrier stripped off the camouflage seal provided by the haulier Fiarluca to show the original national broadcast logo, and the wagon car also has the station name and logo of the FM Cravel.

Jorch continued his explanation waiting for the blurring and surprise to calm down.

"Domestic and international news, the state of the refugee camps, the news of the city of Carmensik up to yesterday and the price information in Carmensik that we investigated up to yesterday, then, music. The consideration would be helpful if you could divide the groceries, etc. as far as you can't help it."

"There's no electricity in this village, and I listen to the radio on batteries, but it's not there anymore. A vendor sent me to the city that was hit by an air raid with relief supplies, got thin, went up in price, and still managed to buy it until about six months ago, but now the city people are no longer selling it to other people."

"Huh? The supermarket in the factory neighborhood, it wasn't that expensive, and you sold it all?

When Agoni, who did a price survey, was surprised, the village chief laughed at the drizzle.

"The neighborhood manufacturers wholesale the shops directly, so it's cheaper than anywhere else. We also ship vegetables from our village."

"And you guys aren't selling him? You stink."

Medvege is stunned.

"I was told that vegetables can't be sold because imports of ingredients are delayed and thin. I just need fuel and cans and a few other daily items and medicines."

... Then you don't know what you're going to do.

Leno looked at Joorci face to face.

As elsewhere in the city of Carmensik, they read advertisements such as retail outlets along with price information and received sales as advertising fees.

There are various sizes and sizes of dry batteries that I received from the electrician.

The village chief said with a deep sigh.

"I can't listen to the radio because I run out of batteries, and the newspapers are thin because I don't have enough paper and ink, and I'm allergic to special wartime attitudes, and the price has gone up, and when I go to sell vegetables, the delegates only buy some, and we all turn around and read them."

"It would help if you let me hear it with vegetables..."

"I guess I don't have a battery."

The villagers drop their shoulders.

Jorch brightened his voice a little.

"On live broadcast, we'll put a radio confirming receipt, so if you can gather in front of the truck, you can listen."

"Can you ask?

"Appreciate it"

"That'll help."

"From now on?

"Hey, the guy who went out into the wild, let's call him back!

The villagers were able to play joy. Run into the stone walls, jump somewhere with surgery, and the number of people will be reduced in no time.

The village chief thanked him many times for deepening the wrinkles in his face and led the mobile broadcaster's car to the village square.