It's all one flower.

The three brothers and sisters of the bakery began to support dinner, which was completely late.

Make soup and grilled fish with familiar hands. It's not a satisfactory cooking environment, but we all proceeded handily and there was absolutely no need for Septentorio to help.

"This, the guy who picks up radio waves from transmitters and bugs"

"Huh?"

In the light voice of Razornik, everyone looked around the carrier.

Manager Leno is about to cut off his hand dangerously and gets caught by Elantis to regain consciousness in cooking.

It's not in the boulder.

Throughout today's ceremony, a merchandising desk was placed in front of the door of the carrier, and I couldn't get inside unless I [jumped].

If there is an intruder, the Septentorios will notice that they are not there.

If I were to install it, would it be around the bottom of the driver's seat?

"If you're such a mon, you could have used it just before you went to crush the base."

Boy soldier Morph snorts.

"Lately, I just got it. You misled me then, didn't you?

When Lazolnik turned it on, Kruillo pulled up perfectly shoulder to peek at the screen, and three of the star's way prostitutes also floated their hips.

"After all, there is."

The air on the carrier froze, and together, he held his breath.

"I'm gonna take a look"

Whispering, Razornik got off the carrier. Nobody moves as one, pay attention to the half-open door.

... when the hell...?

Before the guards Orioles named the Nemoralis Grief Squad, when it was an unnamed armed guerrilla, a transmitter was also attached to a gun stolen from the arsenal of the Artel Army.

The Artel army boiled down to repeated looting and dared to steal weapons with transmitters. We spotted Azito in the woods on the mainland of Artel and stormed him with a bomber.

The newspaper at the time reported to a large extent the consequences of the war that Artel government forces had wrecked the lair of the Nemoralis guerrilla. There was information on the use of the transmitter.

The same M.O. was used when the mobile distributors were later invited to participate.

There were no pictures of the transmitter in the newspaper on the boulder, but the boy soldier Morph, Roark, and Leno manager spotted it.

By then, the arsenal of armed guerrillas had been relocated to the city of North Zakart in the western part of the island of Nenia. The radio waves did not arrive, but at the direction of Captain Solgnac, they were re-attached to long-distance trucks on the mainland of Artel, etc.

It is unclear to what extent they were able to stir up the Artel army, but they never raided their strongholds.

No wonder the stars (servants) that nest within the Republic of Nemoralis procured the same from the Kirkulus countries of the Republic of Artel and the Hudong region.

Razornik returned to the carrier.

"Mr. Store Manager, fish, can you cook me another one?

"What?"

I'm nervous, I don't seem to know what they said.

Septentorio, too, did not know Lazolnik's intentions and looked into his dewgrass colored eyes. Apparently, there's no such thing as a joke to relieve tension.

"Hemmed to neighborhood truck"

"Fish and transmitter."

"The boulder, Captain, is quick and helpful."

Manager Leno nods and starts wrapping the dried goods in foil as they say. Pinatifida stopped his brother's hand and turned a rugged face to Razornik.

"Wait... it's a trick to stick to a truck elsewhere (approx), right?

"Yes, I am."

Razornik was not evil cowardly (walrus), and he affirmed lightly.

"If you mark it and they plant a bomb or something later..."

"Uh, no. It's not."

"Why not?"

The bakery's daughter asks questions as the air on the carrier strains.

"You should take this truck off just in case. But if the transmitter doesn't react even though it was around the time of the move, they'll look for it as soon as they find out I removed it. You know this, don't you?

Several silently pull their jaws, including Pinatifida.

"If we plant a bomb, we won't detonate it in the city of Lyabina"

"Why not?"

"There are a lot of hidden Kirkurs living here. Once the city's roads are closed, there will be obstacles to operations such as the Oast Warehouse."

"Outside the city and then bomb...... if you were to set it up, from tonight until before dawn on the day the photo was handed over, or next city"

When Captain Solniak mutters, Razornik spreads his grin to get my will.

The boy soldier Morph raised his voice in a harsh manner.

"Why the hell would you do that? How about a bomb from the start?

"Boy, do you even know we're not gonna get blown up?

Medvege poked me a little, and I turned red to my ears and leaned down.

Razornik looked around his shoulder.

"If we're gonna blow this truck up completely, we're gonna have to have a lot of power or a few."

"Because I have a [fire resistant] or something curse on my fuel tank...... right?

Kruillo said, Lazolnik smiled and continued.

"I don't know if it's a remote control or a timeline, but it'll be about the size of a dictionary or a litre bottle."

"If you take such a prominent object and make a suspicious move next to the truck during the day (Hiruhika), it will catch the eye of the store number"

The captain added, the children who imagined the situation also nodded with frightened faces.

"That's what I say, Cotto. With a transmitter, it's the size you can grip into your palm, there's a magnet, so you can stick it to the passing."

"But if I re-stuck it to another car, someone else would..."

Somehow it was Amana who broke the air that convinced me. The girl's eyes stare carelessly at Elantis, who clings to her sister and trembles.

"The accuracy of the transmitter doesn't even count in meters, like the GPS on the terminal, so if there are so many stops nearby, I'll check the number before I set it up. Your truck, if you swoop it up by mistake, that's Ogoto."

Razornik moves aside, letting the clenching fist open all the time.

"License plate, can't you just undo it?

Amana's brother Cruillo listens.

"I'm going to do that now, but I want to avoid being tracked."

"I don't know about that old man, he's wacky with pictures, mon. Fuck you...!

Morph holds his fist while he leans down.

"I don't know if the policy has changed or if you're not a single rock over there, but we'll do what we can right away to avoid the worst.... Like?

"Watch...... Shouldn't we catch suspicious people?

"Doctor Spell, can you kill a powerless people alive without killing them? Captains, a guy who wears a suicide vest for when he finds out about a blade or something, can you stop him without killing him? What if there's more than one?

One hole after another was pointed out, and the spelldoctor Septentorio turned bright white in his head.

Razornik did not wait for a reply, opened the crate with tools and the like, and got off the carrier by himself.