It's all one flower.

Pina's brothers have returned from the temple. The village chief and the priest are with him.

"Can you make baked sweets for me by paying the ingredients and the labor?

"Eh? Er..."

Surrounded in an instant by villagers who ate cookies, Pina's older brother saw the old lady on the radio.

"I'll bake it until 10: 00 AM tomorrow and leave after lunch, okay?

The old lady on the radio looked around at the villagers with green hair and finally saw Pina's older brother. When the brothers of the baker nodded, a smile spread to the villagers.

Many people thanked and apologized with a terrible face.

"Thank you."

I'm sorry I kept you here.

"No, thank you very much. But why are you making such a common treat?"

"Well, if we're going to make it, we can make it."

"It's not what amateurs do, it's what professionals do."

I said, "Terrorism, whatever it is, we can't do this over here."

"You can't easily go to the city without it."

The villagers didn't tell Pina's brother, but they said what they wanted to say about me and myself.

"I'm not going to wholesale beans or vegetables or anything I know."

"Delavina and Cravel are both short of supplies, so we can't afford to bake sweets."

Amana's father eats.

"Are you going to wholesale directly to the store, not to the wholesale market?

"Hmm? Oh, I haven't made that many."

"I only sell places I've known for a long time and relatives who have left town."

"The fire bull caught the day before yesterday, half smoked by Cravel's family."

All three of the hunter-like old men hang the same [Flying Hawk (Taka)] school badge on their necks as the vigilante in Pravik City.

"It seems that things have gotten a little better lately, but after the coup d 'état, things stopped coming in from the Letica side, so it seems like it was hard."

"After the Liberation Army took over the entire port of Craver, they stopped worrying about fish and starving to death."

"Ah, did you hear the tips of the fishing boat that came from elsewhere?

Nee-chan, a pharmacist (giggle), asks with a crying face. The fisherman's grandfather held his sister's thin shoulders and saw the hunter's old men.

"No, I didn't hear anything about it."

"My relatives' shop is a dry shop. I don't think I can deal directly with fishermen."

"Has anyone in your family been to Cravel?

I was sorry to hear that, and the pharmacist's nee-chan nodded in tears that seemed to be zero.

"I see... I'm sorry for helping you."

Are you going to look for your family now?

The old lady on the radio answered.

That's what I'm gonna do.

"Well, I've never heard of a fishing boat sinking in Craver, so I'm sure it'll be fine."

Green-haired villagers encouraged irresponsibly.

"I have land introspection in the metropolitan area, so I would like to show them around, but I have unconfirmed information that the Hidden Kilcrusts hunt is overheating and the land people are being attacked indiscriminately. If it was true....."

The old lady on the radio murmurs.

"If it's about the Hidden Kilcrusts hunting, Sal Ulu and Sal Gaz, I don't think we'll be worried anymore."

"Why? Then, I'm afraid it's a basic trick, who are you two?

The old lady on the radio listened carefully and took her notebook out of her pocket.

A green-haired hunter unexpectedly watches an announcer on the national broadcast.

"Huh? Don't you know, Mr. Jorch? I'm the twin son of Shimamoru Magan Sadwis."

"Hmm... at the end of half a century of civil unrest, I saw you in person with our master, Sheraton."

"Oh, I see. Maggan Sadwis was on the island before Jorch was born."

The hunter slaps his forehead and the funeral home's old man laughs bitterly.

I don't know.

"The twin sons were born when the civil unrest started....."

"You're a lot older than Mr. Giorgio."

"Ishimamori and his son are long-lived races, right?

The old lady on the radio checks it out. The villagers, all the people of the lake, nodded together.

"Maggan Sadwis went to the city about a hundred years ago, when the world started to smell like self-determination, like Lyabina and Craver, and burned them all up."

"Are you familiar with the details?

"We didn't hear it directly, but there was a relative of Craver. It became difficult to trade."

"Hey, you don't know that."

A hunter companion pokes him in the elbow.

"As soon as I democratized my family, I went to Cravel, which was the best city here at the time, and started doing business."

"Since I was told how to self-determination, Magan Sadwis has briefly gone to cities all over Nemoralys Island, and since this island is a monster of the people of the lake, you can expel the people of the land, you can get the island back into the hands of the people of the lake, my relatives and the people of the shopping district have become difficult to do business."

"But as soon as it started pounding over here and became a full-fledged civil unrest, I became an island keeper and dragged myself to an island in the Yangtze area."

The boy soldier Morph gazed at the green old man who told the story of a hundred years ago as he did yesterday. Apparently, these hunters are the same as the funeral home's old man, and they're a long-lived race.

... you fuelled a civil unrest yourself and ran away.

The boy soldier Morph was stunned.

Shimamoru and his fellow villagers also sighed with their green eyebrows.

"My twin son was born when I was not going to be an island keeper."

"Well... do you think like your father?"

"While studying the school of [rapidly descending eagles (eagles)] to protect my mother, I think the root is a good-natured cub."

The villagers' stories gradually turned into radio grandmothers' stupidity. An aunt with green hair notices her grandmother's gaze and fixes the trajectory quickly.

"Ah, yes! It was about the Hidden Kilcrusts hunting."

"The twin's son was scolded by General Unuk Elhaia."

"I'm not hunting humans in Cravel right now because Shaura saved me from being executed."

The hunters turned to the old lady on the radio and said in a changed tone.