Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

After all, Eve couldn't decide what he wanted on the spot. Should I have decided from the beginning if I wanted something?... if you can send me my usual routine... It may be said that the wish was Eve's wish, which he had stepped out of his daily routine several times.

Therefore, even for Eve, there was no need for the reward to be wrong so that he would let go of his daily routine. It was just a kind of penalty or punishment for her.

"I don't know what to do..."

Eve was troubled. In the castle of Vixen, which had just been reclaimed, I thought as I lay on the bed of the room addressed to myself.

I didn't want anything golden. Because I could easily get more than I could buy in money.

I didn't need power either. Because it doesn't really matter to Atlas or Cortex.

I didn't need the land either. The huge alternatives to the royal castle itself are like her home.

"Ah, that? Eve... are you living a very blessed life? Like a princess....."

I think she is. The person who can be called a brother (?) is the actual brother of Mid Eden's chairman, and the person who can be called a sister is the former emperor of the Borealis Empire. And the guardian is Watts, which is so much called a demon. Besides, there are kings and princesses, brave men and demon kings in neighboring countries that I know very well....

"In fact, Eve's request to have a daily routine may actually be too luxurious..."

Until a few months ago, Eve, who realized that he was in a terrible position, stepped off somewhere in the life of life or death (?) I think back.

"... maybe it was when I met Master Watts..."

A few months ago, in the town of Vixen, the men attacked her and set her house on fire, and she was saved by the waltzes, who happened to want to pass by. Isn't that the beginning of everything...? Eve seemed to have imagined that, but in fact, it was a little different, due to her father, who was originally a metastasizer. If he hadn't been a transferee in the first place, Eve would never have been attacked by men, burned down by houses, or seen by the ecclesians.

However, Eve could not know the fact that he was gone. No, to be precise, some people knew Eve's father well, but Eve didn't try to get any closer to him than she needed, so she still had no way of knowing the truth.

Well, let's talk about that in detail... Eve keeps worrying about rewards.

"Then maybe I should get land or something...."

and Eve to think about the options that Waltz and the others are going to do their utmost to stop. Otherwise, she began to rethink the remuneration she intended to refuse.

"Maybe you shouldn't take the money the other way around. Borealis may be financially tough right now. If you ever get paid... ah, yes. Maybe it's in the form of Eve lending money to the country without receiving it. But then maybe the national side will also provide some kind of collateral... In that case, you might want to talk about what to get. In the end, maybe it will lead to receiving something... So, what do we do? I don't need any kind of jewelry, and I don't need any kind of armor... If you ask Van for a few decades of pancakes over there, you'll probably be able to eat as much as you want for free, and Kohl-sama might give you clothes on her own...."

And Eve thinks.

"I don't know, 1000 gold and two pancakes, or something."

At that level, it would be nice to feel at ease... Eve seems to have thought of such a thing.

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"Well, yes, 1000 gold and two pancakes."

"... eh?

"No, I mean, didn't you say yesterday that 1000 gold and two pancakes would do? I heard myself out of the room...."

The next morning. Waltz came to Eve, who was eating baked udon, and said such a thing. Quite ruthless. Eve was temporarily wondering if 1000 gold and two pancakes would suffice, but she didn't really think it would end there, and she seemed to have hardened her eyes.

You--,

"Well, is that a joke? I can't show it to the others....."

--That was waltz's bad joke... Eve, who heard her say, said, "Huh? It seemed to have solidified while showing a surprise of a different color than before.

In response to that, waltz--

"So, it's decided? What do you want? Would you like to have a good feeling that you don't buy chirps from other people at the awards venue?

I asked him again for a favor.