It's all one flower.

Carrier Fiarluca slowly puts the chilled tea in her mouth.

Roark dumped the teapot leaves and brewed only one cup of vanilla tea, placing it in an empty seat between the haulier and the material store.

"If the Kingdom of Lacrimalis sues the Republic of Artel before the International Court of Justice, not only the Hunan language, but also the common language press will write articles, and at least international jurists and international political scientists from around the world will pay attention"

"Countries that give to Artel may not report it, right?

Roark pointed out, haulier Fiarlka and curseman Gentius nodded at the same time.

"But if you report it in a common language, it will spread to unregulated countries."

"Spread the word, huh?

"Well."

The green-haired haulier said, letting his lips contain an invincible grin.

"If we sue as a clear violation of international law, the international community will know that Artel has committed inhumane violations involving a neutral state."

"If you go out of the U.N. and the trial backs up, you'll lose your credibility."

Putnik, the material store, adds, "If it boils well," he laughs bitterly.

"Cotto, where Artel's current administration is connected to the star sign, or where the star sign has acted with dignity and bomb attacks in Nemoralis territory, or armed clashes with the Nemus Liberation Army in the Listwar Autonomous Region, together, the multinationals could review their plans to enter the Artel Republic."

"You're going to create jobs with the entry of foreign companies, crush what you call economic measures, and make it a soldier attack?

Putnik sipped a sip of cold tea and wiped his nibbled mouth with the back of his hand.

"You can't blame me for a clear violation of international law."

"If Artel doesn't respond to compensation and the permanent members don't move, they'll be criticized over there, too, right?"

Fiarlka told me, and Roark nodded.

Putnik, the Lacrimaris, flaunts an empty tea vessel with a sinister face.

"They're so powerful, I don't care what they say to the weak countries on the border, it won't hurt or itch."

"There's a lot of that weak country around Artel."

In the cold voice of Fiarlka, four eyes gathered.

"Peripheral countries may revoke state approval for Artel."

"Are you kidding me?

Putnik puts a tea bowl on the counter and turns to Fiarlka for each body.

"The countries of the Hunan region, with the exception of Artel and Lanista, are all magical civilized countries, so they haven't sent diplomatic envoys and they haven't officially set up national traffic."

"What the hell?

Manager Gentius eats.

Until before the Battle of the Devil's Asthma Cannon War, a pedestrian from the Kingdom of Scootum entered and left the island of Lanterna, Artel territory. Today, agricultural products from countries in the Hunan region, including the kingdom of Amitostigma, as well as raw materials for industrial use, are imported into the mainland of Artel and also exported from Artel.

"In the Hunan region, only the Republic of Lanista has an embassy in Artel."

"But you're in business, right?

Ask Putnik if he seems unsure.

"Private companies are just doing it on their own through third countries in the Hudong region."

"Huh?

"As a nation, I haven't given Artel national approval under international law, but I haven't made a statement denying it... I'm somewhat reticent."

"Huh?... Ah, ah... uh... yeah"

"Why would you be such a dick?

The spellmaker and the material store, for a moment, surprised, but convinced, Skinum rode himself out of the counter and ate into a green-haired haulier.

"You know, the Lacus Nenia family and Artel, who poked at the Lacrimalis royal family, said," I'm going to make Kirkurism my national religion and I'm going to be independent, "and the Fraxinus country said," Is that high? "

A curse shop manager, Gentius, turns to the former theological student's store number.

"But I've been silent for thirty years, and I've been in trade, and by now I'm like..."

"Well, if Royal Lacrimalis goes out and says," He and the others are so cool, "and he keeps doing business with Artel, he'll buy the Royal Unhappiness."

And Putnik fell upon him, and Skinum bowed.

"Besides, the Lacrimaris government approved Artel's independence shortly after the civil unrest peace to officially set up national transportation to rebuild the Viet Phi Bridge between North and South. Yet there have been cases where the Artel side has unilaterally declared a severance in only ten years"

"Why is it that the neighbouring countries are halfway there when Lacrimaris has officially approved the state..."

Skinum continued to ask terrible questions, but his tail shivered and disappeared.

The Nemoralis government hasn't approved Artel.

"The Kingdom of Lacrimaris has approved, has it not?

Skinum wonders why he talks about Nemoralis.

"There are many lake people in the Hunan region, so you won't want to imitate the wrath of the Lacus Nenia family."

The green-haired haulier told me that Skinum was getting smaller and smaller.

The material store Putnik reached out and took the vanilla tea placed in the empty seat.

"But if Artel turns up stupid and honest and admits he's not, do you think he can pay compensation?

The curse store was filled with silence.

"... well, it must be muli"

"Why, do you think so?

When Fiarlka uttered the answer, Skinum even asked.

"He looked me up, and my finances are so stuck that I can't even help the poor in my country with their learning."

The haulier prompted me with his gaze, and Roark briefly explained.

"Still in the middle of an investigation, mainland Artel has been suspended due to the emergence of the Warcraft. But with the breakage of the lake bottom cable, I can't use the internet."

Skinum sees Roark at the top.

"Individual home visits are dangerous for the teacher and impossible to teach everyone around in a day, from the school side, without learning support"

"Well, I guess so"

Putnik offered the tea utensil and manager Gentius placed the vanilla tea in front of the skinum.

"The wealthy can hire a car transfer to a study school or a homeschooled tutor, but the poor are both murky"

"For those who don't have money to go to school, there are learning support volunteers in the church..."

Skinum's voice trembles explaining.

Roark said pizza.

"Next time, we're going to look into implementation."

"Um... Mr. Roark works to end the war, right?

"Yeah, but?

See what you say and Skinum.

Behind the glasses, pale colored eyes swayed.

"Are you going out of your way to find out such a trick even though the Warcraft is out and dangerous?

"It's none of your business."

"You're a diminishing monster, and you're going to teach me about wax"

Roark thrust it off as usual, but Materialist Putnik laughed bitterly and broke in.