It's all one flower.

"I also went to Rufus for a little while to help gather information... the twin-headed wolf who went around in the neighborhood of Rufus Light Marks Church eating and killing the Arthurians (so on) was the individual those two took over"

A small spellmaker pinched his mouth and unwrapped the cloth.

What showed up was a [sharp] spell and a knife engraved with a curse. The craftsman shifted his gaze from the knife to Ensign Razootchik.

He's the one I gave Mr. Silva for protection.

"After the successful bombing of the chapel, you met that man Co at Chernoknyjnik. Your sister was so depressed when she went missing, I felt sorry for her."

"Now you want me to take revenge on my sister?

I won't even tell you how to use it.

The old lady in liaison, Silva, laughed lightly.

The spellmaker listens with a knife fortified with surgery.

"Can I have this back?

"If it's the original owner, I'll give it back"

"What about the sheath?

"That's all."

"Well, I'll make it myself. You want the information I gathered in Rufus?

"By Things"

"There's a presidential primaries and a national political election this month at Artel, you know that?

A spellmaker peeks into Ensign's face from below.

"I grasp it. Half the MPs will be re-elected, but many candidates and big politicians have been erased, and this time it looks rough."

"I got tangled up in the election, and I got a story about the Barbatum Federation seemingly setting things up, okay?

"Let me hear it"

Ensign Razootchik puts his elbow (knee) on his knee, hands together and embarks on himself.

"I have two pieces of information, but before you do, will you promise not to attack the Nemoralis Panic Squad?

"Isn't it a waste of your life to avenge Artel?

"If it's to fight Artel, it's not too bad, but the Nemoralis are supposed to be on your side."

The spellmaker smiled bitterly, and Silva nodded as she stood at the door.

"Let's consider"

"Please. The people of Barbatum, citing the public and private sectors, set out to deal with the aftermath of this war."

"You're a quick handkerchief."

Ensign Razootchik grinned bitterly.

... I haven't even grabbed the thread of the truce yet.

Do the Barbatums reckon with the Nemoralis Republic or the Artel Republic, whichever one intends to win?

Demon soldier Rubel gently stroked West Porch as he heard from the Miscellaneous Buildings in North Zakart City with [enemy] and [flower ears].

The demon asthma cannon is packed in the [cage of the submissive demon] and waits for his turn.

Rubel was thrilled to be untouchable by that warm, soft mass, but he concentrated his nerves at the base of the Nemoralis Panic Squad.

"The first is the plan to redevelop a section of the capital, Rufus, to create an industrial estate for Barbatum Federal Capital. The reconstruction of the Ristover Autonomous Region has already been infused with significant donations, but the second is the plan to move companies there into scaffolding to build factories and sales offices in neighboring cities as well"

"Nemoralis and Artel, do you want both sides to enter the Barbatum company"

There is a dark fire in the Ensign's eyes.

"I don't even know the details of the plan against Nemoralis, but as far as the Artel side is concerned, there's a star sign and President Poderes' party chewing on one."

"Do you know the details?"

"Assistant President Reps, the star sign, was the pipe that connected the Barbatum company."

The Nemoralis government forces have grasped the information, but they hear it in a body that knows nothing.

"It was those two who turned it off"

"Yes. Mr. Medsauce borrowed his body from the Archbishop's favorite Onna and ended it. But President Poderes took over the role of pipe."

... I guess if you ask Senator Pajomok what the circumstances are on the Nemoralis side.

The Hidden Kirkurs, who secretly escaped to Artel's capital, Rufus, are in a room on the ground floor of this miscellaneous building.

This time of year is a tea party with regular Nemoralis soldiers dressed as civilian warcraft exterminators. Finally, he understood that he could not do harm, and he began to drink honestly the tea served.

Systos, the hidden Kirkrusian of the Lacrimaris who caught him at the same time, maybe knows something.

"… so President Poderes and his fellow candidates are soaring in popularity because of the inclusion of economic policy tectonics in the election pact"

Is the spellmaker also aware of President Poderes' bombing of the chapel of the Luphus seminary, which called for a total anti-war against the Nemoralis Republic, with a dark expression?

Ensign Razootchik said, pulling his jaw small.

"Let us do good so that your hopes may come true."

Rubel solved the technique of [opponent] at the same time as Ensign went out into the garden and chanted [leap].

After a while, I saw a superior walking through an abandoned city.

The western district, close to the port of North Zakart, proceeded with the disposal of debris.

Since the air raid lurked the buzz, [Wearing Woodpecker (Kitsuki)] has put in a large number of scholarly operators, crushing rubble with surgery to distinguish. The recovered material was recycled as architectural material.

For the time being, it will be transported by magic machine boat to a relatively large number of remaining cities in the northeastern part of the island of Nenia and used to rebuild the barrier.

The Miscellaneous Buildings where the Rubels are located were in the eastern neighborhood of North Zakart City.

"The interrogation will take place tomorrow"

Copy that.

Ensign Razootchik told Rubel over [flower ears] and headed to the port of North Zakart, where the air defenseman Humnodia was stationed.