Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

At lunch, Lucia and Catalina were eating Inari sushi as usual.

That's good.

The problem is hunters.

Don't have a preconceived notion that just because you have cat ears, you'll like fish.

So, meat?, which means it was different, too.

Bread and milk

A common meal with no particular eccentricity.

Bread in a bite, though, is a so-called fried sandwich with sliced onions, green vegetables and fried green fish.

For once, the fish is in, but the main thing is bread.

Whether what the hunter is eating is bread or fish is not a problem in itself at this time.

The problem is, if you're a cat, onions, milk are food to avoid.

In the first place, the very idea that cats should not be fed may be preconceived.

(Is the hunter a cosplay person...?

Even at the Count's dinner, I didn't see anything like onions.

Doesn't that mean it's still something you shouldn't eat?

"I always wondered."

That's what I said, Shakushaku and the hunter with the bread on his cheek.

The appearance of chewing with sauce around your mouth is more the town daughter herself around it than the lady.

"Hunter, are you okay with eating onions or something?

A hunter who pours in the remaining food in his mouth with milk before answering.

"... oh, aren't you okay? But that's the first texture I've ever eaten."

(Can healing magic work when something happens...)

Inside the waltz, a bad feeling was swirling.

But nothing happened in the end, so apparently, if you're an animal man, you don't have a problem eating onions.

Are animals and people different?

Thus, in the waltz, the hunter = (equals) "the lady who did the cosplay" suspicion surfaced.

After this, the hunter was scratching his arms and legs, but was he also stabbed by a worm?

Well, after lunch, I have no stomach.

And when they were ready for battle, they had left the city to advance to the earth, which was opened on the west side.

Needless to say why it's open.

The hunter opens his mouth.

"Don't the waltzes sign up for adventurers?

"In short, I'm not a good adventurer guild and I'm not going... Well, I'm not in trouble for money, and I don't have to bother being an adventurer."

"Well... being an adventurer won't benefit the waltzes"

Yes, it's not beneficial.

Q. What about the gold measure?

A. Sell iron or orihalcon.

Q. You can stay at the inn for a special offer?

A. I'm not in trouble for money.

Q. You can get information about the demons, right?

A. As soon as we find them, we'll kill them all.

Q. How did you meet the receptionist?

A. I'm a little confused about the intent of the question.

Q. The guild card is your ID card, right?

A. I refuse to do everything in my power.

You don't have to be an adventurer, like that.

If it has advantages, how much of an Alliance card can be used worldwide as an ID?

But for Waltz, a substitute for such a record of our own actions could not be beneficial.

"Catalina? I think you're an adventurer. Is there anything good about being an adventurer?

Catalina was an adventurer as part of a brave party.

Then do you know the advantages only adventurers know?

"Right. In Mr. Waltz's case, it would be easier not to be an adventurer. It's a world of many wars, so you could be conscripted. However, women are not very conscripted."

If I waited with anticipation, the answer I came back with was a disadvantage.

Apparently, adventurers will also fight in the war.

"Other than that, highly-ranked adventurers are invited to an aristocratic dinner party, etc."

(Wow, dinner party or something annoying...)

Waltz decided that he would never be an adventurer.

By the way, I had a fuzzy question about Catalina's words.

"Catalina won't be conscripted?

"Yep. Women are rarely conscripted. Unless, for the rest of your life, you can even do something that will keep your eyes on you..."

"For example, were you at a brave party?

"... it's not unlikely..."

They can't deny it.

Sure, just because you were at a brave party would be natural enough to catch your eye.

"But if you don't call yourself an adventurer, aren't you going to have a problem?

"Yeah, you're right. For that matter, when I go into town for the first time, I get a lot more hassle from issuing my ID... and that's the same for you guys."

Catalina laughed bitterly that there were no adventurers but herself at this party.

After a while of walking, I finally arrived at my destination.

Around them was a vast, reddish earth with no rocks, no woods, no grass.

This is where Lucia used to run wild and use water magic in ME (...) SI (...) MA (...) Z (...).

There are no obstacles except the uneven hills around.

"Well, let's start testing our gear!... hey, wait a minute. There's something here."

There was a reaction to the bio-response sensor.

Apparently, I don't know if it's a demon or a person, but there are animals nearby.

If you start testing your gear like this (firepower exercises), it will be mandatory to get involved.

Demons can be used instead, but people are troublesome.

"Hey, look at you."

"Okay, I'll take care of it!

"No, because of this, let's all go"

If it's a demon, we'll all go with it with the meaning of the exercise because we just have to keep knocking it down.

I don't feel like a total unilateral genocide or anything, but crusading demons around town is not an issue because the country and guild are driving it.

Yes, there are no animal care organizations in this world.

If the other person was a person, not a demon, just say hello.

Mostly low interpersonal skills, other than waltz.

Waltz a row walks dignified through the noonday hills where the sun occasionally hides in the clouds.

I don't hide, like I used to when I tailed a hunter.

Coming up to the hilltop with a view of the surrounding area, there was a foursome party about 100 m away.

Two swordsmen, wizard? but is it two?

Apparently, he's pretty exhausted.

From the way he was sitting on the rock, there was a sad, indescribable air leaking out.

Would it look like this if it turned bright white in front of me?

Lucia and the hunter look a little sorry because they weren't demons.

"Huh!"

On the other hand, it was Catalina who reacted vividly to the body.

Immediately, hide in the shadow of the waltz.

"... hmm. I see."

Yes, it was when Waltz shrugged.

The other side also noticed this presence, he raised his face and stood up, and took the sword.

The party in front of me was the brave ones.

"Well, what do we do?

I don't want to do that here, but for some reason the other one seems motivated, coming this way while forming a formation.

Waltz traces his memory that he might have done something that could have been attributed to him, but he doesn't seem conscious.

"Guys, no matter what happens, don't mess around, okay? Especially Lucia. You don't know how strong you are, so watch your magic."

Lucia with an enchanted cheat bangle.

Heck, it could be catastrophic involving the town.

"Yeah. But if it's dangerous, I'll use it, okay?

"Yeah, I don't mind. But keep it as low as you can."

"Waltz. I'll be the avant-garde"

The hunter comes forward.

"... are you okay?

"Yeah, they took my unconsciousness last time, but if it's in perfect condition, I won't have a problem. There's a bangle."

"... okay. Please be careful."

"So we're the guards, right?

"Yeah..."

Tempo and Catalina seem to circle to the rear guard.

I'm just wondering how Catalina is doing, but a guard specializing in recovery would have no problem.

After all, do you still have a lump in your relationship with the braves?

"Then me and Lucia will take the middle guard. They might say something because they're a brave party, but good luck, Catalina."

"... yes"

Then the tempo takes Catalina's hand with her usual sleepy look.

"It's attached together"

"... thanks"

Apparently there's something surprisingly clever about tempo.

Waltz noticed that where the formation of their party was in place, there was.

(Is that it? I'm not willing to fight...)

When I realize it, I'm willing to fuck this party as well as the other (brave guys).

Apparently, the members of the waltz party are bloody.

At all, I don't think it's a party full of women, and Waltz laughs bitterly.

Thus, both formations are in place and the parties on both sides confront each other.

"You guys..."

The first person to speak up is the brave one.

"Hello, brave men."

(It's best not to be a battle, right? Then let's try not to provoke it as much as possible...)

I think so, and I smile and say hello.

But the four of them put their faces on Waltz's smile.

Apparently, things aren't going to go as I thought.

"I'll tell you what, we're not fighting, are we?

"You may have no reason to fight... but"

All brave parties set up in the words of brave men.

Apparently, even if this one makes a declaration of intent, the opponent is willing to fight.

What the hell did they do?

Two, Waltz remembers the witch trials that were taking place in medieval times.

We'll be convicted of no crime.

A brave party where you can't hide something frustrating in a waltz that sees far away with a smile on your face.

But the brave man himself seemed calm.

"... First, there are two or three things I'd like to ask you"

He was a brave guy staring at this one with his bloody running eyes, but apparently he can afford to talk.

Last time I went into battle without question, if dialogue was possible, there would be ways to avoid battle.

If Waltz has enough conversation skills to negotiate, though.

"First of all, who the hell are you people? Why is Catalina on your team?

There seemed to be two doubts, but I guess it's one minute.

Waltz answers.

"Uh, are we, uh, traveling buddies? You are a guardian, you have a mentorship, you are a friend, you are a sister. It doesn't belong to any particular country or organization. So if someone asks me, I'm just a traveler, and I'm wondering if I'm right. You're never an adventurer, are you? And Catalina, but she's my apprentice, one of us.... Is this all right?

Waltz answers pale.

In that voice, there is no tension whatsoever that you are confronted with the brave.

And I don't feel any desire to interact either.

"Stupid!!

All members react similarly, headed by the brave.

A legendary being, brave men and fierce men to be chosen from within the country.

If travelers who are just walking around the area are stronger than them like that, what is a brave party for?

Such questions were swirling in their heads.

Waltz, on the other hand,

(But it doesn't matter if a traveler is stronger than a brave man, does it?

I thought so.

Therefore,

"Can't you?

That's what I said.

That too, with a dare of exaltation.

The brave men who build blues in their actions.

"Come on! Then next!

Apparently, he was convinced (?), and Waltz relieved.

For some reason, I think I was particularly scared of the wizard's face, but it's my fault.

"... you're the ones who destroyed our airship, aren't you?

(Hmm? Aircraft? You know, airships, airships, that kind of thing that comes out at the end of the RPG. But even if they say they destroyed it or something...)

Speaking of which, I recall seeing a UFO a few days ago.

What happened to that UFO...

(It's like I destroyed something that was flying before I came to the city... no, I didn't see what I shot down. Yeah, you shouldn't say anything extra)

So,

"No, I don't remember."

waltz answered.

Now you are not guilty of false accusations.

Oh, my God, because it's a convenient word used by politicians.

Brave men flattered by such words.

Was there anything I thought of in Waltz's words?

Instead, for Waltz, I couldn't help but be more concerned about what look my people had on their faces than the brave men in front of me.

"... so that's my last question"

The brave man, apparently regained his mind, opened his mouth.

I feel the face of the brave turns from red to black, but I guess it's my fault.

"... every fallen airship was pushed away by water magic by you guys, right?

(Water magic? When I shot down the airship, it must have been Lucia's beam magic. Use water magic...)

That's what I say, I look around.

I feel like I can't escape telling a boulder.

Furthermore, it was found that Lucia reacted with Vicun next door.

Waltz even began to wonder if it would be easier if he had revealed everything already.

But it comes to mind.

(Calm down, me! It could be their kind of pot to mess around here. This place should go cool. Yes, calm down first, and let's answer)

Meditate your eyes and breathe deeply in your heart.

Slowly open your eyes, and a word.

"It was an accident."

This signaled the opening of the war.

By the way, "Phew" is the air that came out because he was holding his breath after a deep breath.

I never laughed.