It's all one flower.

"But now that the entire Artel Territory net is blocked, please try to survive."

"What?"

Priest Reflexio gazes at Klaustra and his entourage with a surprised face.

"Eh... every day in the newspapers and on TV, it's on the news, and the city folks are picking up on the topic of when they're going to recover,"

"No, not at all, nothing... everything is covered and nothing outside the church is taught."

The priest drops his shoulder.

Klaustra asked suspiciously.

"I gave you the replacement device, didn't I?

"Let's say we lost the charger, maybe someone inside recovered it, and we don't see it."

The next day, the charge went out. I searched the room without a neighborhood, but I can't find it.

It seems that the terminal body could not be handled because it is not carried away.

The apprentice priest, who also looked with him for apprenticeship priests who pretended to leave them in places other than his own, such as the colloquial room and the dining room, but did not come to discovery.

They won't let me go and buy a replacement charger, "I lost the terminal body, so it's unnecessary," and they won't accept you as one.

... If you hadn't noticed the spare device, you wouldn't bother hiding the charger.

Roark thought, but didn't break the hips of the story and waited for it to continue.

Klaustra asked in as light a condition as possible.

"Isn't that bullying?

"What do you think? You seem to have some trouble reporting to the cathedral."

Priest Reflexio laughed weakly and took the tablet device out of his coat pocket.

"It is very painful for you to pay the connection fee for nothing, so I will return this to you"

A companion receives and says.

"Let's keep it and recharge it, and let's get some news back in here for a while"

"Are you sure?

"A church man assumed, 'This terminal is useless'. Convenient."

The Revlexio Priest from the Cathedral is a Banksian republic.

I now understand a little bit of the brief conversation in Hunan, but I still can't even read and write at newspaper level.

We decided to give the common language version of the Starlight newspaper a PDF made file, Hunan Economic Newspapers and other Hunan articles in a common language translated text file, and sent them to the Priesthood Hall quarters.

Instead of face-to-face with the priest, he made arrangements when he broke in [jumping] in bed and put a charged terminal in the pocket of his coat.

It is not every day, but to adjust so that the week or time slot falls apart, in case of an ambush.

"The priest puts a text file on the top screen to tell us what's going on inside Rufus Light Marks Church"

"But it feels like the Reflexio Priest treats you like a" customer, "so you're not going to be able to tell me the real story, are you?

Roark said, lowering the untouched, chilled tea to the inside of the counter.

"With that in mind, it is the show of arms that confronts the other information investigated by the comrades, washes out the contradictions and filters out the truth."

"Oh, well. Cotto himself needs to know what kind of lies Artel's denomination needs to spit on Cathedral priests, right?

"That's what I say. Sounds like you've figured it out."

The smile directed at Roark reminded me of Captain Solniak's smile when he praised Juvenile Soldier Morph.

... Morph, how are you guys?

The island of Lanterna, like mainland Artel, was disconnected from computer space by disconnection of the lake bottom cable.

Even with the tablet device, it hurts that I can no longer get in touch with the Farkills, my companions who are in foreign countries.

"Mr. Fiarlka asked me to leave a message."

"Next week, can't you come?

"Not her, but the mobile broadcasters, for the time being, can no longer come"

"What?"

What the hell are you talking about?

Why does Klaustra tell it via Fiarlka?

Roark's palms were slightly sweaty and the words of the question didn't come out.

"There was a measles epidemic in the city of Carmensik, which also reached villages where mobile broadcasters stay"

"Is everyone okay?

"The pharmacist made you take magic medicine in combination, and at least you don't have to worry about the aftermath."

Klaustra replies pale to Roark's trembling voice.

"What? That's a cot that someone got sick, isn't it? Are you all right?

"Would you like a cup of tea and calm down?

Roark took a slow, deep breath with his hands on the spellhouse counter.

... Mr. Awellana is with me, I'm fine.

Pharmacists (creasers) of the lake people sourced materials from all over the place in preparation for the spread of the epidemic, and came to the underground Chernochnijnik inn to work on preparations.

He only looks like a junior high school student, but the pharmacist Awellana is a long-lived race born during half a century of civil unrest. Until before the Battle of the Devil's Asthma Cannon War, he was a professional pharmacist working for Agate Hospital, strong even in emergency situations.

... so I'm fine.

"It... who..."

Who was infected? If I knew, I'd be anxious.

Even if I know, nothing can be done by the powerless people who are on the island of Lanterna.

Roark held his fist.

"Who told Mr. Fiarlka?

"Cruillo, it's you. I went to Wangdu to procure medication materials and e-mailed them to Mr. Fiarlka and Mr. Farkil. I was asked to leave a message because the internet is no longer connected here."

"Yes... was it? Thank you."

Roark told himself over and over again that he was okay inside and managed to squeeze out words of gratitude.

"I have some good news."

Ambassador Zamirzani, based in the Republic of Lunifera, has accepted vaccine exports from local pharmaceutical companies.

Rep. Raqueus asked the Interim Government of Nemoralis to turn some of the vaccine over to the autonomous community of Listwar through the ambassador of Eaney in the Kingdom of Amitostigma.

Until Topoli Airport, Ambassador Zamirzani said he had promised himself to accompany the carriage and see the transport to the Autonomous Region.

"Part of the allocation to the Autonomous Communities will be placed in mountain huts on Kublum Street and collected by the Nemus Liberation Army"

"What?"

"The cities of Carmensik and Myata have a stronger PLA force than the government. They mobilize science physicians to carry out vaccinations"

"Is that enough?

"This one's not good enough, but it's better than nothing. Besides, if you get sick, you can gain immunity if your life is saved."

"I'll never get sick again... right?

"Now I can only believe in the power of the pharmacist."

Roark nodded without words.