It's all one flower.

Rubel, the demon soldier, holds his breath and waits for Ensign Razootchik's instructions.

The sky on the island of Lanterna is well cleared, and countless stars fill the heavens around the North Star (Septentorio) and blink. A giant shadow crossed the night sky, and the stars filled it. Demons and warcraft that go to the heights of heaven do not pass through the earth or anything else.

"How about the [thick fog] you put up in Ignikerns City?

"If there is no wind, it will continue until dawn"

Engineer Nayabri stretches his spine to respond to the voice of [Flower Ear].

"Return to the attack point in the city of Ignikans and move west. Hang it again so it overlaps slightly with the [thick fog] ahead, and call in the demon asthma cannon there."

Ensign Razootchik gave me some detailed instructions, and Rubel, a demon-mounted soldier, and Nayabri, an engineer, once again jumped to the city of Ignikerns.

The [thick fog] curtain hung by the weather forecaster's engineer wraps around the shoreline of the night, and in the white darkness illuminated by the [exorcism], you can't even see the tip of the extended hand.

The two paid attention to the noise and underfoot and began moving west.

After half a century of civil unrest, abandoned harbour ruins are full of miscellaneous demons. The thick lightness of the foggy presence that melts and mingles in the dark fog makes the position of debris and cracks under your feet rise.

[Armor] disguised in work clothing is not the case where there are other sources of light, such as street lights, but in complete darkness, the technique of [exorcism], activated simply by wearing it, can hardly stand out with light.

In the territory of the Republic of Lanista, I know why I became the target of the sniper.

... Did you just take it off poorly, or a warning shot? Which one?

The little light I saw in quite a distance would be from when the muzzle erupted the fire. I think it's a rifle, but I can't confirm it.

The Kirkulus nation is full of powerless people.

In common sense, there can be no one who goes out on the shores of a remote lake at night.

Indeed, a small but powerful people reside in the Republic of Lanista and are exposed to terrorism by star signs (servants). I heard about the frequent raids on the wizard on the radio news.

... a special unit of the Lanista army?

As my feelings settled, my thoughts began to turn, but I did not leave the realm of my imagination.

Ensign Lazutočik and his men are now in the process of raiding Ignikans base again to divert the eyes of the Artel army from the Rubels.

... if you get in the way of the operation after tomorrow... no, it's a demon asthma cannon now.

The two kill their breath and go through a dense night mist as they check the scaffolding with their nail tips.

The demon asthma cannon cut me off all the lake bottom cables that connect the Artel Republic to the world.

Night is a part of the devil.

Even if the cable's maintenance company notices something unusual, it can't move right away.

All of the cuts are within the confines of the lake. He will have to file an application with the Lacrimaris government before he can begin to repair it and have a permit issued to avoid the Royal User Demon raid.

More than a year passed after the start of the Devil's Asthma Gun War and the imposition of a lake blockade.

Due to scheduled maintenance, we noticed the possibility that it had already been delivered, but Ensign Razootchik was also unable to investigate that much in this short period of time on the boulder.

The average duration of construction on the lake by a maintenance vessel is about ten days to two weeks, he says.

If we cut another spot in anticipation of just before completion, we can extend the construction period, but it depends on how the Lacrimaris government comes out.

In the worst case scenario, the royal family may wake up in turns to serve the lake demons at night and hit the alert.

Not for the Republic of Artel.

Rubel could not read at all how far he would respond to requests from maintenance companies in third countries or giant companies holding cables.

The Kingdom of Lacrimaris will also want to maintain good relations with the companies that hold lake bottom cables, beyond using Internet lines. But the two neighbouring countries are at war, and the sandwiched kingdoms remain neutral. There is also the possibility of avoiding any movement that puts the shoulder on either side.

It's all up to the king, but he may change his judgment by congressional persuasion, and he won't allow prediction.

"I'll hang up again here."

Copy that.

Engineer Nayabri whispered and cast a [thick fog] spell. White darkness under the pale light of [exorcism] increases density.

The two stopped at the point where they had only gone for another hour.

Demon asthma cannon stays in the same spot as earlier at the bottom of the lake. A crab walks sideways in front of a Rubel user demon, but shows no interest at all.

"Go west at the bottom of the lake and come to me."

Tears of the Goddess The darkness that sank on Lake Lacus moves, and the view of the demon of use flows. At this rate, we'll be able to retrieve it by dawn.

Engineer Nayabri protects the back of the demon costume soldiers who call on the user demons. It seems odd to be protected by those who are weaker than themselves, but now Rubel has been so defenseless.

Rubel's own vision is a white monochrome with a pale light. I tried reaching for it, but it's a deep fog that I can't even see ahead of my elbow.

There's nothing the Artel Army can do about this.

In the sight of the demonic asthma cannon, the landscape at the bottom of the lake flowed like a flying.

Surprised the fish flock through the aquatic groves, but did not have time (or time) to find out where they were going to escape, and ran through the wings of a bomber with rolled shells stuck by surprise.

The Lord and the devil, the sight and sound information of both coexist in their heads.

Because I'm tired of seeing it all the time, I usually block the demon's perception information, but now I can't keep my eyes open. Lake Lacus is home to many demons other than royal demons.

Thanks to the [exorcism] made by the engineer Marlt, he didn't have to be attacked by demons from the east of the fog until around the time the thin sun shot.

... keep running away from me.

The bottom of the lake still doesn't reach the morning light.

The wind moved and the fog flowed.

Sand wavers at the hands of demon asthma cannons. There are no fishes or other appearances, but the smoke rises slightly and flows by the side of the dark mass. The demon asthma cannon does not stop for a moment and moves to flow through the bottom of the lake.

The smoke flowed along the darkness.

... Why are you lying down, not behind?

Soon [thick fog] will expire. If the wind intensifies, it will still be unusable here. I'm not going to stop the demon asthma cannon.

Light also began to shine on the bottom of the water. I can see something overlapping in the smoke. Rubel felt comfortable getting her heart eagled.

"Go south, crawl up the shoreline and come to me."

When the demon asthma cannon bent at right angles, the smoke also followed.

A mass of darkness crawls up a concrete mass that retains traces of civil unrest. I felt a twisted and tangled gaze, but I want it to be my fault. Rubel can only pray to the goddess.

The demon asthma cannon went out onto the water. Go straight for a rubel through the faded fog.

Rubel took the [Devil's Cage] out of his West Porch and activated the technique hung on the vial as he ran.

"Let it in, a man's nostalgia."

There was no time (hippo) to rejoice in the safety of the user demon, and darkness was sucked into the brown vial.