January 17th.

Stealing the eyes of Authority officials, Holloro took action this morning.

We will split with the representative of Westeria and the representative of Lucendert, who joined the plan by persuasion of the Iries.

Instead of patrolling the city with security, he turns in solidarity with the representatives of the countries he sees. In the meantime, leave it up to the representatives of Westería and Lucendert to speak up as well or to secure places and routes of movement to gather people.

"I don't want you to remain at war. There's one thing I've come up with that I wondered if there's anything we students can do. That's something I can never do on my own, so I called you guys... if you felt the same way, there's a place I want you to take someone you can trust and come tomorrow night"

During the voice call, I tried not to reveal everything from Nacolin's suggestion. He also spoke only to the central figures of the group he saw, not to allowances or gradually.

Someone on behalf of the students reports it to the Administration, because they were concerned about that possibility - fulfilling it, it became a reality early on. The Neutral Army guard was at the end of the day when he was reported.

The contents of the report were taken back by the soldier in charge and put into the ear of a man who happened to be there.

The report stopped there and spread nowhere further.

"There was a student who was gathering people, or... I'm trying to think for myself under this circumstance. That's because I'm interested. Don't leak anything else. From now on, bring me all reports of the same kind."

That's because some guy laid down intelligence regulations right away.

I don't know I've been overlooked, and I'm surprised that things are carrying too much, but I can't turn back any more than I worked on.

Holoro runs, united with the boys and girls who were born and raised differently, who had the same wishes as himself.

Eventually I cut it up in conjunction with the sunset, and then I prayed the next night.

On January 18th, the sun went down for a while.

The park site is located in an abandoned neighborhood blocked by a militant festival.

From the appearance of the outdoor stage on the property, it can be seen that it used to function as a theatre as well.

Because it has been a militant festival competition facility for a long time and has been a battle place between capable people more than ever before, or now the shadow has been roughly and somewhat desolate, and its functionality has been lost.

Security is thinner than others, it's hard to be noticed from the outside if you sneak in, and it's relatively easy to act at night - it was here that Nacolin and Lolopiara discussed it and stepped on it as optimal when they thought it would bring people together.

Hololo, gathered a foot early with Representative Lucenderto, Westerlia, laid his eyes down on that broken stage with one photon stone illumination.

I was waiting for it because Nacolin and Lolopiara, who arranged the place, were supposed to wait outside the facility to guide the visiting representative students.

But nobody shows up, and now it's a little past the time I was supposed to.

"Hey. Holoro, how long have you been trying to be a sweet knight?

From Eilees, who was lined up next to him, Holoro got doubts from the stick.

"This year, I wonder if it was about seven years ago... I met someone. Calm, strong, clever, anything you can do is going to be done, and I've been longing for someone like that ever since."

To her, who drank his own words, he told her how it was as it was.

"When I was a little girl, it seemed like I had a very angry personality - to say that I was crazy enough to have my memories fly when I was feeling high... and when I realized it, my father and mother were always bowing their heads to someone. Over and over, over and over. I couldn't wait to see what that was."

Moving his mouth, Holloro recalled what had happened in the Old Cathedral of Divine Trees.

"To live according to the sexuality that was born, or to live against it, which way of life is happier... the person laughed as if he had no choice. I'm sure it's better to live according to it than to think and worry less. But I still think that somewhere in this mind, I want to hit my emotions as I go..."

At the end of the day, he mocks himself, and Hollow loosens those cheeks.

"The truth is, I'm just a coward, so I might try to be a sweet knight."

"... from the time we met, you had some strange intimacy, but I was kind of convinced."

I heard the whole story. Iris shrugged - just rang the cobblestone of the abandoned neighborhood section and there were signs of multiple footsteps approaching the scene.

It was enough to count when I heard it.

Not so much, it arrived under lighting in a way that led to Lolopiara, and the footsteps revealed themselves.

"One, two, three... I wonder if they've gathered."

There are only a dozen representative students of the Federation and Empire there who remember speaking up. Iris, who counted them all the time, frowns as if he was a little sorry.

In contrast, Holoro denied "no, not yet" without deciding.

I was noticing footsteps that I couldn't count at once, coming late again from afar. At the beginning, they would be leading the way. They felt the wavelength of Nacolin's photons.

"Honestly...... I am surprised. I didn't think we could get together like this."

When they actually showed up, that turned into certainty.

All footsteps subside in the lighting.

There were about two hundred representative students of the Confederation and Empire there, in a ratio of half. Some of them were seen waking up their faces yesterday, making them look bad.

Still, I now embrace my emotions and everyone has an atmosphere of attention to what's going to happen - I also know Hollow that what they're waiting for is their own reaction to speaking up.

The expressions of the representative students who looked around from the stage have no way of kidding as one.

"Everyone who comes here has something that I think will keep the war going... that's what I'm going to take and talk about. If you feel different, I want you to speak up whenever you want. I want to hear any word."

Holoro, who stepped forward and spread his voice, received attention from the representative students.

There is no way that words will return to this, and the venue still maintains a listening attitude.

"As we all know, the Empire is about to declare war on the Federation and become war. I'm about to lose the routine I've had… I thought while helping with the security work that many people don't want, at least we on behalf of our students"

Some of the representative students I've heard nod faintly to show.

"We don't know what's going to happen. As the knights of history have been, they may one day kill each other on the battlefield with someone just next to them... from all of us, I was feeling anxiety and anger about that. It doesn't matter whether you were born or not, just as well."

Some of the representative students who sympathized with the words wave aside at the representatives of the nearby Federation, the Empire.

"I'm sure someone with the same knight tells me it's sweet. Still, I'll say it all the time, more than once. The knights we become are more than just fighting and killing each other."

When he asserted so and gathered their consciousness, Holoro went on to put the length of his thoughts into words.

"I want to stop this war... I can't do that alone, so I want to rely on everyone who feels the same way. I hereby appeal to the Neutral Army on its way to the South Plains to allow them to accompany me"

From beside the revealed reason for gathering, a blurring occurred to the representative students.

Organize a courageous army and head to the battlefield, etc., is neither a thought for them nor a thought. The voices heard from it stand out for their less headless but negative opinions.

'Are you going to fight? Will you make it back safely to the South Plains?

A boy, who I think is a representative student of the Federation, throws him on stage.

"I can't guarantee it. I want you to decide if you want to sue me together on that."

'How can you tell us... what we, the students, can do?

A girl who thinks she's a representative student of the Empire throws her on stage.

"We were born with a little stronger power than normal people. Neither have I, and we've all cultivated to this day to be knights. All you have to do is feel that way and there's always something you can do. I want to pick up the lives of one or more people on the South Plains... and I believe I can."

'I can't get out of a relationship very well. I'm being too realistic. Assuming that everyone here has become a prostitute and joined the Neutral Army, can that stop the war? Don't you just let him twist? Not at all. "

Another representative student throws him on stage in a slightly grumpy condition.

"If you can't hang out, I don't mind if you go home. This is a selfish bad scratch on the eagles. I don't blame you for refusing to participate... I'm willing to risk my life and death for my future, so I can't just increase the number."

Iris answers this - and cuts it off, and the bragging of the representative students swells. There is an exchange of views between the close ones, and it doesn't seem to subside naturally as it is.

At that time, one representative student raised his voice aloud. He was an Imperial representative student boy who woke up with a Federation representative student the other day.

The awareness on the spot goes to a point with nature, and you can lose your temper as well.

"I've been moaning when I heard the Empire declared war on the Federation. People in the Federation blame me, and people in neutral countries see it with white eyes, and it's kind of frustrating. But if I were listening to you, I'd feel clear about that... '

One of them inhaled heavily,

"Even if this is the will of His Majesty the Emperor, will he still be made one of the world's evil men on his own!

I exhaled the emotions I was accumulating. 'What -?' is put to a representative student in the same territory, but his consciousness turns to the stage.

The continuing voice is regaining its original composure.

'Hey, can I come with you for this reason?

"If you feel the same way here,"

With his hands gently on his chest, Hollor nodded loudly.