Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Energia's hull was decorated with an optical camouflage. Because if people can see you, it will cause unnecessary chaos. For the time being, the Cortexes and Mid-Eden superiors have decided how to operate the Air Battleship Energia, paying attention to the surrounding countries.

Therefore, when the hatch of the transparent Energia opened, it looked as if it had cut the space squarely. Even though that was a sufficiently strange sight, the Beastman and the mysterious monster appearing from there seemed to embody chaos itself... The students of the college have no eyes. The gigantic distortion of space —— it was no longer directed at Energia, but at the two of them who had descended from the hatch.

I don't know how the students felt about Catalina and Shubal at this time. After all, the Beastman is a contemptuous being on this continent. "Dirty, stinking, lowly existence..." Because that is the general way of thinking about the beasts of the people of this continent, no matter how strange the signs were from the Catalinas, some students and teachers may have looked down on the Catalinas.

However, it seems that more than half of the people looked horribly at the existence of the two people. Because I've never seen a beast in a white coat, or a monster full of black tentacles.

With that in mind, Catalina descended into the ground and noticed the students staring at their figure from a distance from the school building, and took the radio out of her pocket, smiling and grinning.

”...... Mr. Waltz, here's your delivery.”

The audio she skipped came from Teresa's uniform pocket. Waltz has lost the radio communication system to each of his mobile armor, and Lucia's magic has rendered the radio useless. Currently, Teresa is the only one in the Grand Duchy of Restofen who can use it, so she has been contacted.

Without saying anything, Teresa took the silver board-like radio out of her pocket and threw it towards the waltz. Apparently, Teresa didn't provide brokerage services.

On the other hand, the Waltz had been hiding in the shadow of the desk since Energia arrived, but I couldn't ignore the call from Catalina... Reluctantly, he reached out from the shadow of his desk and received Teresa's radio.

... why is Catalina here?

Waltz bumped his frank question into Catalina through the radio. As for the waltz that could not help but concern people's eyes, it only seemed like harassment, such as Catalina coming to the time of day.

I was called to Potentia. I was told there was a girl I wanted to see. "

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"Hey?! Potentier?! When did you make a girlfriend?!" And for the students! "

Waltz raised his voice as he looked up at the stains on the ceiling.

Then a voice came from the desk, not from the ceiling.

Waltz-sama, I'm over here.

"Either way is fine!" So, what do you mean? If someone likes you, I'll hang out with you... no, how can I be close to you? "

"It sounds terrible..." But she's not my girlfriend, she's not intimate, she's not my friend. Look, millenia in the next class. She said she was sick and that she had to go to see a doctor who was far away for days, so I called Catalina. I usually trouble Millenia, and maybe she got sick because of our actions. "

…………

Waltz tried to find a word of disagreement, but Potentia's argument was not unreasonable and could not be rephrased. Millenia lost consciousness for three days in a row because of them.

"...... I understand the situation, but it's up to Poté to meet with Catalina about the millenia." I don't want to get any weird attention. "

Yes, I understand. I'll take care of that. "

The moment Potentia said so, black bugs gathered from the classroom and shaped the figure of a boy. At that time, Lucia and Hi Speer seemed to be trying to destroy the bugs in the shape of a demon, but Teresa and Josephine somehow exclaimed and got nothing.

And the boy —— Potentia said to Waltz, tilting her head down.

Now, let's escort the lady.

Potentia leaves the classroom saying that. The waltz that saw him off the back--

"I only have a bad feeling about this..."

It seemed that her words had not entered anyone's ears, but had melted into the air.