It's all one flower.

"Hi, I've been praying for you for a long time, but do you have any deep concerns?

An elderly priest smiles a few steps away as to when he arrives.

"Hello, priest. My friend got caught in a bomb attack and hospitalized a bunch of people..."

"I'm sorry to hear that. The road leading to Happiness is far away, but the sun wheel illuminates brightly, and protects those who do not stray from evil. Even if the path is in darkness for a moment, if we do not lose sight of the guidance of the moon and the stars, we will reach the dawn"

A priest draws an ellipse of the path of the holy star in front of his chest.

The mothers stopped chatting and looked at this one.

"So I was praying that we would be at peace soon, how can we be at peace?

"That's a tough question."

The priest kept smiling at his troubled face and lowered his half-white brow.

"What do you think a saint would do at a time like this?

Klaustra lines up next to Roark, posing as an innocent girl.

"War has its opponents. Without a strong will on both sides for peace, it will be very difficult."

"Huh? This is so hard, do you still do it?

"President Poderes called for a dialogue with the head of state of Nemoralis, but it was ignored"

... How do you call me when you don't have national transportation?

Roark swallows his doubts and confirms them in the pretense of an Arthurian boy.

"Our president doesn't want to go to war, does he?

"Yep. But then the explosion started everywhere… I guess this is the answer to Nemoralis"

The priest lays his eyes down.

At the edge of Roark's vision, several mothers and read-and-heart volunteers nodded small.

"But it was the Artel army that first declared war and burned the city of Nenia Island, wasn't it? How did you start the war?

"At school, half a century of civil unrest was tough, so I learned that peace was the most important thing."

As Roark listened back and Klaustra depressed to show, the volunteer nodded and looked at the priest.

"Because the Republic of Nemoralis has committed terrible human rights violations by pushing the Kirkurs in its own territory into a narrow autonomous community."

The priest returned the answer without staring at Roark's question.

Klaustra plays a cute, asshole child.

"Uh, there first, you say Hanashi can't connect, I don't know what that means?

"Is it difficult?

The brunette girl nods and Roark answers.

"'Cause if I trade the Wizard of Lanterna Island for someone from the Autonomous Community over there, nobody's gonna hurt me."

"It's a very nice idea, but this is also because there's someone there."

"But if I burn the City of Wizards, I wonder if my belly healing (harrassment) will make the people of the Autonomous Communities worse cottons?

I also saw a nod at the edge of my sight.

"That's the hard part. If they don't have the ears to listen, they can't move."

"Is it someone from the autonomous community who doesn't listen?

I open my eyes whenever Klaustra says I can't believe it.

"It's people from the other government. They don't even have a discussion desk."

"Priest. Wow. You know a lot about foreign countries you don't know."

Klaustra shines his eyes, posing as innocent to an elderly priest to point out.

The priest returned a bitter laugh.

"On the boulder. I don't even know about diplomacy. I just heard President Poderes very saddened in his speech shortly after the war."

"Really? - But I didn't know because I don't really watch the news or anything."

The brunette girl smiles and lifts the priest.

"But does that work out if you burn the City of Wizards?

A girl in high school or so raised her voice.

Of all the children in the chapel, he is the oldest and most resourceful. I look up to the priest with doubts and doubts in the eyes of the colour of the earth. Mothers and volunteers sipped and watched, and the young children stopped chatting.

Tension and regret creep into the girl's face.

"I wish I had gotten a message from someone from a country that was close to both countries."

"That's a very difficult idea to achieve."

When Roark said, his gaze shifted, and the priest created a form of laughter in his mouth with a troubled face.

"We have proper diplomatic relations with our country around Lake Lacus… there are very few friendly countries, only our neighbor Lanista"

"What? Just one?

"Like Decare, what do you think?

The girl was surprised and Roark heard unexpectedly.

"Decare, because only a few years ago, the civil war ended and national traffic just resumed. We're going to build trust together."

"A social teacher said that Dycare had become a Kirkulus country, and it was soon, wasn't it?

"You're studying hard. We will continue to work hard without losing sight of the lights."

The priest praises and deludes. Roark felt the need to re-examine the diplomatic relations of the Artel Republic, delighted innocently.

... One of these little church priests, I'm just saying, is something to hook you up with.

I decided to ask Klaustra later and change the subject.

"Did a priest go to the prayer of a priest from a cathedral?

"Unfortunately, we haven't been blessed with that opportunity yet. Fortunately, he has been discharged..."

No heart, or the look on the priest's face hardens.

"I was able to attend only once during the summer vacation."

"Good for you."

"It was hot, wasn't it?

"So, how was it?

Reading and listening volunteers join the story circle after cleaning up the picture books.

"It was awesome. The heat, the crowd, the story, everything."

Not only volunteers, but mothers and elementary school girls also turned their anticipation eyes to Roark.

"The priest from the cathedral told us about history of what missionary activity the old man had done and said that Lake Lacus was closer to the sealed land, so we had to be more careful than elsewhere and keep a proper faith"

"What's a proper faith?

A girl makes a priest and Roark look back and forth.

Roark said before the priest opened his mouth.

"The Cathedral priest said that magic wasn't all evil, the church used it."

The eyes of the believers gathered unto the priest.