Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Hermes' lecture was given faithfully during the first session.We will explain carefully so that everyone can understand what happens when there are a lot of instruction words, and why there is a communication problem when we use a lot of instruction words.

It seems that 2,000 of Strela's men were trying to listen to the explanation without leaking a word.At the end of the lecture, it was rumored that there might be a test to check whether or not you understood it, but if the use of instructional language had not improved in the future, and again under Hermes' surveillance, we could not deny the possibility of another special lecture.

Although the lecture is still proceeding quietly now, if you don't listen carefully, I don't know what will happen next....That was the common view of those gathered in the lecture.

The concerns of such subordinates finally became real and attacked them.

The beginning was Hermes' statement.

"Now, I'm going to ask you to play a message game.I will tell you only what you want to tell the people in the right-hand column, so don't let others hear about it, and tell the people on the left side one by one. "

Implement suddenly directed message games.Everyone seemed to know what that meant at once.Poor performance in message games meant that they didn't communicate very well using instructional language.If the grades are poor, they will be subject to solemnity without questioning.

"Now we will distribute a piece of paper with the message.Ah, raise your hand in advance if you can't read.I'll read it directly. "

In one word, the subordinates who sat in the rightmost row solidified at once.Everyone couldn't read the letter, and if Hermes hadn't read it, they wouldn't know what it was.It would be obvious how scary it is to see their faces dyed white rather than blue.

But those who could not read raised their hands in tremor.If you don't raise your hand, all the people sitting on the left will eat Hermes (?) because it will become.The companions who saw them sent a line of praise all at once.

As for Hermes, he did not seem to think of any kind of cold-bloodedness against those who raised their hands with courage.However, there was one thing I had to think about.

"I see. Honestly, it's good.But... how about raising everyone's hands? "

The people in the right column, without exception, raised their hands.In other words, most of the people gathered here today can't write. Then inevitably --

"I think we should have another special lecture at a later date so we can read and write."

I couldn't help it, even if it was.

The moment Hermes said so, the atmosphere of the men who were looking at praise to the people in the line on the right changed.Their gaze turned to blame at once, relentlessly piercing the right-hand column of people.

And the people in the row on the right, on the other hand, they said, "You're all right!I returned a line of sight.Exactly the instant air. The venue was surrounded by a slaughtered atmosphere.

But there is what can be called the Reaper (?) The air in the venue changed greatly as a result of the dance.Hermes, smiling nicely and mercifully, descended from the sky to those in the right row, winging Bassabassa and brown wings.

"Ufufu... I don't suppose you're all about to have a fight?/(adv-to, adv-to) (1) (on-mim) (on-mim) (on-mim) thump/thump/thump/(2) (on-mim) (on-mim) thump/thump/thump/(P)/"

It's the power of fear. The incarnation of the reaper.The Demon King in the skin of a man...Although there was a difference in Hermes' way of seeing her among his men, it seemed that all the men who saw her smiling remembered their common purpose.That is —— our goal is not to compete with one another, but to work together to get through this dilemma.

Thus, a message game began in the theater dominated by fear named Hermes.