It's all one flower.

Two men still stand by both sides of the gate today, wrapped in the uniforms of the Nemoralis government forces.

Kufshenka watches the soldiers as they interpret the common language of the Ferretorum priest into Hunan. From the side of the sermon floor, it seemed that regular soldiers did not carry weapons, just listened to prayer.

"So washing your hands away will keep the disease away. This is also evident from the fact that, from the time of the saints, there are bathing habits everywhere"

Regular soldiers both try to snort small before Kufshenka translates them.

At this distance, we can't even confirm the embroidery of military uniforms. The other believers seem to care, but they don't look back because they don't always sit in the congregation seat and stand by the door.

Khushchenka herself is well aware of the sewing that deceives magical embroidery from being visible from the surface.

... Though I don't expect to put demon soldiers in boulders.

"The caretaker doesn't just refer to cleaning up the place with nothing. Your own body and clothes are the object of it."

It's a topic that got tangled up in a door-to-door visit by a group of doctors that started yesterday.

About a week ago, a green-haired haulier visited the Kufushenka house.

"The second flight of the measles vaccine arrives in a couple of days, but this time it's for the Autonomous Communities, so you don't have to turn it around."

Apparently the last failure was passed on safely.

"A demon soldier from the government army is patrolling Kublum Street. Please tell all your comrades."

"Thank you. The Autonomous Communities stopped going to the streets, too?

"No, to pick up firewood… and now it's time to pick nuts"

"You're gonna bowl it together, right?

"Yep. Because demon soldiers patrol in the name of protecting the people of the Autonomous Region from demons and warcraft."

Carrier Fiarlka nodded with a translation face.

"Well, when you bring something, jump to church in the middle of the night, say hello to the priests."

When Kufshenka nodded, the haulier returned to the story and talked about the status of vaccine imports into Nemoralis Island and elsewhere.

"And then a comrade checked out the Ministry of Health and got word that a team of doctors would be dispatched to the Autonomous Region."

"The Doctors?

They're going to go around the house one by one and inject the unvaccinated.

... you take a lot of work.

I feel it would be quicker to gather people at school and elsewhere at once.

The haulier proceeded with the explanation before Kufshenka uttered his doubts.

"There's a new prefabricated building outside the walls of the Autonomous Community, you know?

"No... I'm not going outside."

They're putting in beds and medical equipment tomorrow.

"Oh, you built a temporary hospital before you dispatched the doctors, didn't you?

Fiarlka nodded with a bright face.

"Quick and helpful... home visits are to find people who are already asleep and isolate them."

"Quarantine... you built it outside to prevent sympathy and escort?

The Interim Government has not yet contacted the administration of the Autonomous Region of Listver in any way.

"That's what I say, Cotto. People are not gathered and inoculated because they do not spread infection from people during the latency period. I'll look into the vaccination history with a magic tool that says [Ming (Ah) Kashi Mitsumi], so after the ad hoc government PR, could you call everyone to get it right?

"Yep. We will work with you on that, but if it costs you…"

"It's like getting it out of the treasury at no cost to you."

In peacetime, it was abandoned on the grounds that it was an “autonomous” region, and every year, many lives were lost due to a lack of vaccines.

The impact of the war now entails enormous costs in terms of defence costs, recovery from air strike damage and imports of food and medicines. Meanwhile, tax revenues were significantly depressed.

"How come by now..."

"If the plague is endemic in the Autonomous Communities and a large number of people die, isn't it because the UN intervenes in the name of humanitarian aid? You didn't want to die using magic, but you put a makeshift hospital on the outside of the Autonomous Region."

... in the national interest.

There is no guarantee that the Autonomous Communities will remain safe if the war becomes intransigent.

I saw no reason to say no, even though the purpose of prevention and treatment was not to protect the Kirkurs living in the land.

If the forces of the star mark (servant) remain strong, it could have been a battle as soon as many of the Autonomous Communities rebelled and the Medical Corps entered.

An attack by the Nemus Liberation Army destroyed the star markers in the Autonomous Region, and a Citizens Hospital spelldoctor went on to treat the wounded.

In that one case, the curse of the people of the Autonomous Communities was broken only by sarcasm.

"The doctors... the government forces will escort them, right?

"I guess so. Worried?"

"No, then the star sign will not show movement."

"Orthopaedic education, you're not getting along"

"There are people who have difficulty crossing the wall from there, even if they go to some extent."

In the mouthfeel of the priests, perhaps the district chief is one of them.

In order to survive, even if an agreement is made with the Nemus Liberation Army on the face of it, the distorted faith that is rooted in the heart cannot be changed overnight to see if it is high.

"Well, say hello to the district chiefs."

The haulier disappeared in [leap] today, putting aside only the information.

Kufshenka explained to Priest Wentus of the Eastern Diocese and Priest Nubes of the Western Diocese, as he heard from the haulier.

Yesterday a church official went around preaching that there was no harm in getting vaccinated, and that there was no statement anywhere in the Bible forbidding magic treatment.

... Oh well.

Kufshenka saw a regular Nemoralis soldier leave the chapel and approached the Ferretolum priest before forgetting his thoughts.

Neither did the Cathedral priest on the boulder think that the two regular soldiers in military uniform standing on the edge came to listen to Kirkulusian prayer in a pure way.

Public stories before the sermon are all unobstructed topics these days, such as relief supplies arrived on the regular route and memorabilia from my hometown of Banksia.

Today, he preached the importance of public health and washing hands intertwined with doctrine.

Khushchenka and the Cathedral Ferretorum Priest, the local Wentus Priest and the old Nissan, take them together and head to the reception room in the back.

Priest Wentus and Ni prepared the tea and closed the door.