Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"... ah, there's nothing to do..." ghhh

After putting Asteria, who developed acute magic deficiency by using magic power all at once, to bed. Waltz, who had no more to do, was prone on his desk. However, it was not that I was tired of the look because I had no time and had no choice, but it was a slightly happy expression.

Because I knew that Asteria was capable of using magic in addition to my thoughts. In some cases, it was possible that other beasts brought into the underground space could use the same powerful magic.

However, Waltz seemed to be talking to other beasts for a billion dollars. The usual intensity of human knowledge exploded, and only one of them could not speak to the beasts.

Therefore, I had no time for waltzes. Lucia, Teresa, and Asteria are not here, nor are they going to do the work they want to do. If you say that you can do it alone while you are in a cage in the house, you can write down the blueprint of what you want to do in your head. However, it seems that it is already almost finished--

"I wonder if there's anything I can do..."

--There was nothing I could do.

"(Would you like me to check the front?" It's a hassle to climb the stairs... "I would have built a base in a shallower place.....)

As a matter of fact, until Lucia and the others come back, I'll crush my time here... "It was a waltz I had been thinking about before, but when I sighed heavily--

"... All right! Let me tell you something."

—— I got up from the chair with a temper.

And when she had grasped the staff that she had made for the asteria, she leapt out of the house with great enthusiasm.

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After 2 hours.



In the underground space where Waltz was, there was a spectacle that could be described as a pile of corpses. He was dead (?) The beasts who lived in the underground space with the waltzes seemed to be breathing, but they fell on the ground or collapsed... It was full-bodied creation itself.

Waltz was looking at those beasts in a very good mood. The Beastmen were dying, and they were hoping to unfold.

What happened was told by the sight of the scene. Black, scorched ground, craters in the river, scorched walls, cracked paths, etc... To add another word, it was the expression of the beastmen who were full of creativity. Everyone stopped breathing with a full smile as if they had accomplished something (?) I was there.

... yes. The Beastmen were able to use their magic. When Waltz held his staff, everyone used their magic with joy, falling into acute magic deficiency like an Asteria and fainting. Until now, the Beastmen thought that magic could not be used, and they were delighted with the result. Because with magic, their lives will change.

Well, that's not so bad.

Waltz, who was standing in front of only one of the many unconscious beasts, gazed at the sight in front of him and made a calculation.... I was wondering if we could speed up our plans -- that is, our plans to rebuild the Mobile Armor —— by spreading the work among the other Beastmen, rather than putting a burden on Lucia alone.

"... but the story doesn't go so well, does it..."

While muttering such a thing, Waltz thinks.... it's good that the Beasts were able to use their magic, but what will happen to their future lives? In this country, the Grand Duchy of Restofen, the beasts can't get out of their slavery no matter what they do, so even if they know they can use magic, their lives won't go in the right direction.

"Is it possible to start a war to win freedom?" It was such a long history on Earth..... "

How can I bring a bright future to the beasts while achieving my purpose... There was no answer to Waltz's troubles, and she continued to worry until Lucia and the others came back. However, with an excited expression somewhere.