It's all one flower.

1428. Visiting Priest

"Since that summer incident, there has been a significant reduction in attendance at worship"

Priest Reflexio began to speak of the Scriptures in a tone that sounded like "Sora".

"Shortly after the incident, he said, there were a lot of stops because of the victims' followers and denominational associates. But after the second preliminary round of the presidential election, they almost lost it."

The priest, seconded by the Cathedral, speaks naked of the kitchen circumstances of the Luphus Light Mark Church.

The Relief Fund for Warcraft Victims was established with a large donation sent shortly after last summer's chapel raid.

Early donations included condolences to survivors, medical and dance fees to the injured, special cleaning of the chapel and procurement of broken supplies, all at a cost.

Since only one warcraft broke into the chapel, the proportion of casualties from direct attacks is not surprisingly high. Porchica and Medsource's grudging spirit, who ruled the Warcraft, would also be responsible for narrowing the target of the attack.

During evacuation, mass avalanche casualties in several places in the chapel and PTSD, including the victims' bodies, account for the majority of the casualties.

The Relief Fund for Warcraft Victims, established by the Artel Branch of the Order of Kirkulus, saw the funds fall on the verge of depletion as soon as possible.

"What? Why? Aren't we supposed to be able to scratch money from all over the world?

"The Artel branch apparently did not report the incident to HQ"

"Oh, so the priest's terminal, you were taken away"

"Don't be tickled by the church headquarters?

The wizard Razornik is stunned.

Priest Reflexio moved his neck vertically with a bitter face.

"It probably is. But we can't even stop the general believer from transmitting information."

"You can stop it. The Government of the Republic of Artel also has a limited number of websites that can be accessed through Internet censorship."

"Ah..."

Obscured by the roark, the elite priest from the Banksian Republic was consolidated.

Lazolnik presents possibilities for incorporation.

"But Arthurians, you know, often go to Banksia and Barbatum for work, study abroad, that and tourism, right?

"Yep. And the pilgrims to the cathedral."

"The Artel government doesn't seem to be able to reach foreign access, but is there anyone out of the country after the incident who asked for help?

Roark and the priest, breathtaking at the same time.

"Mr. Razornik, can you look into it?

"Fine. I'll tell the others."

Is it really uninvestigated, or did you say so in front of the priest?

From the look I answered with a light nori, I couldn't peep.

"Let's get back to it. How was your prayer?

"There are fewer participants on the boulder than before the incident, but there are more participants every time they overlap. As you can see, I am a complete visitor."

The young elite priest, who answered Razornik, mocked himself and dropped his shoulder.

Night winds cross Lake Lacus and the moonlight on the water crumbles. The winter withered grass crouched, but the wind that blew into the tent blew away, stirring the air inside warmly.

Unless it was a magically protected tent, the loch of the powerless people and the priest Reflexio would have frozen.

"If I leave, there will be more attendees and more danger to them. Still, I..."

"There's a chapel, a special unit of the Artel Army?

Razornik's voice is a confirmation, not a question.

'Cause I'm not a wacko with an escort on my way home.'

"Uh... but you're leaving?

"People in this country want to know the truth about their faith, even if they risk their lives. It's the majority of the consultations that come with the whispers of the stars now."

"What's a whisper?

When Razornik, a Fraxinus, heard, the Revlexio priest replied by apologizing for his failure to explain.

"To put it bluntly, it's an individual consultation that takes place after worship"

In every church, at least one room is equipped with a soundproofing room that performs a "whisper of the stars".

It's a small room with only one counter and one chair.

Between priests and believers, it is blocked by a wooden partition. There is a half-moon hole in the partition, which is only the size of a painful hand. Crawling on the counter, you can't see your face unless your opponent breaks his seat.

If local regulars go to small churches, they can identify individuals with their voices, but if seemingly (but not least) believers consult in large urban churches, anonymity is protected unless revealed to them themselves.

The priestly side of the listener must not speak out of what he learns in the whispers of the stars. If you divulge secrets of consultation, in some countries, you will also be tried under secular law as a breach of confidentiality.

"Are you sure? By the way, he fell for us pagans."

"For the teachings of truth, the saints will forgive you."

The priest spread the small folded paper out of his coat pocket.

Music score.

"They put it on public places like bus stops and shopping malls."

If you ask me, the printed score is surrounded by a timetable. I guess I took it on a tablet device and output it on the printer at home.

Razornik moved the magic [light].

"This is true, isn't it?"

"Do you have data now?

When Roark heard, Lazolnik opened the folder of the report and immediately made it display what he was looking for.

"From singing out, all of a sudden, you're lyrically wrong, and the sound's a little off."

"Did you listen and write it up on the score?

"Come on?"

When Razornik twisted his neck, the priest gave out many similar pictures.

It's all the same song, but the background and the wrong place, plus the font of the lyrics are different.

"In a whisper of a star, it was given with troubles by many believers"

"Heh, can I ask you something?

When Razornik listened lightly, the priest spoke with a ready face.

"Was it true what the instant star daughter (Ko) said at the retirement concert? When I traveled to Barbatum, the wizard also worked normally in the other company, but why, in Artel, existence itself is not allowed. I was surprised to see what I said in my sermon of worship and what this song was about, but why doesn't the priest of Artel tell me… etc."

... the person who bought that CD or the amateur who watched it on Yourcast woke it up on the spectrum on his own and pasted it out to the public and said that the person who saw it converged on the church?

At least, Roark doesn't know about pasting scores.

I asked Razornik with my gaze, but he smashed his shoulder.