Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

The candlelight is the only dark prison I can count on.

The neighborhood is surrounded by rotten and polluting odors, an environment that is never hygienic.

Who can imagine a place like this in the basement of a sacred church?

Well, at the waltz party, there was a countermeasures meeting going on to figure out what to do to end the witch hunt.

Where?

In a prison where no one is.

Waltz and the others fled the house before returning to the house.

"Right. In the meantime, why don't you just kill them all?

And it's the hunter who's proposing it as he puts a blueprint on his head.

Apparently, the hunter himself, didn't know the witch hunt existed.

Sure, if it's a warm Alexandros and his wife, they don't seem to admit to hunting witches on their own territory or anything.

Or was it done unknown to the hunter himself?

"But it's not everyone's fault. Besides, it's a small part of it, but some of the women caught are dangerous."

If she and the women in her room had listened to Catalina's remarks, they must have pointed first.

"I can't deny that. But most women must be innocent."

Two, the hunter remembers an old woman who was in the same room as himself.

Old woman in black robe and black hat.

I don't care what you think, I'm a witch.

That's the villain's too.

"... probably"

A hunter who suddenly loses confidence.

"Well, there's a lot of thinking, and that thinking itself is something that transitions from time to time, so you can't generally say what's right and what's wrong... and there were aspects of it as entertainment and gas drainage..."

"What? - What do you want?

"The point is, look at things."

?, and the question arises Lucia.

Apparently, I didn't understand.

"But I don't think it's going to erase the witch hunt itself. Besides, I'm not a king, and I don't want to interfere in this world."

Witch hunting is ethically problematic and, on top of that, unproductive.

Waltz fully understood the matter, but does not mean that he will directly lay down his hands and drive the witch hunt out of the world.

Because if we retaliate against all those involved in the witch hunt, we will have to target a significant number of people.

If you heck with it, you could destroy the nation and the world.

Therefore, there was one action Waltz could take.

Involve as little as possible.

I mean, expect people in this world to stand up, realizing for themselves that witch hunting is a futile act.

At least, it was made on Earth.

"But..."

Waltz continues his words, declaring non-interference in the witch hunt.

"I think we have to do what we have to do to get us back to the village in peace."

"Hmm. I mean, I buy a sold fight, you mean?

"That's what I'm talking about."

I was having fun traveling, but I was interrupted.

I mean, I'm gonna get that retaliation.

Do passive field bosses who come out with MMORPG or something feel the same?

"Really? Well, I have a few plans, but I was wondering if it would be a good idea to develop that torture doesn't kill you."

and tempo opens his mouth.

Many executions in the Earth's witch hunt were based on the idea that "God would save me if I wasn't a witch".

Even if you sink in the water, if you're not a witch, God will save you.

Even if it is crushed by fire, ibid.

Others, ibid.

Conversely, if he didn't die, he would end up saying he was cursed.

In other words, Tempo's plan is what I expected to see unfold: God loves me because I won't die no matter how.

Waltz would be able to make this plan happen, even if he was sentenced to death and executed, for example.

"But there is, isn't there?

(If you do that, they'll treat you like a god again)

and waltz that melancholy in the heart.

"... is your sister choosing a plan with a (...) Ri (...) Ri (...)?

"Really?

Tempo closing to what my sister said.

Apparently, my sister doesn't normally intend to end things, she gave up.

Already, the tempo proposal itself is not normal.

"Well..."

After a little worrying, it looks like Plan A has decided in the waltz.

After a while, when it was time to change guards, the neighborhood became noisy.

Apparently, they noticed the waltzes escaped.

A strange guard shows his face in the barn where the waltzes are.

"Well, it doesn't look unusual here."

It passes without realizing anything.

Is it okay as security?

"Uh, we're the ones who got out of jail, aren't we?

That's what I said, waltz giving you the keys from inside the cabin.

"What?"

And guards who don't understand what it means for a while and consolidate.

After about 30 seconds of plenty, we called in other guards and guards and it was a huge commotion.

At that time, he was instructed to move out of the cell, but with each instruction he was exposed to waltz lock-on (pressure), and the guards and guards were asked to experience a storm of S (...) T (...) R (...) S (...) as if he had been flu hung, accompanied by abdominal pain, nausea, and headache and fatigue.

In the end, by the dawn of the night, the guards gave up the Waltz movement, but instead the Waltz's turn was turned at the beginning of the trial schedule.

So far, as Waltz planned.

In other words, if Waltz makes the trial unscrupulous in the first place, it will be impossible to try later than this.

He was a waltz who could not ignore the barbarism within sight, even though he said he would not interfere in the witch hunt.

And that's when it came.

By the way, there was no last supper (breakfast).

Instead, a guard who was afraid of Waltz's pressure didn't bring a meal.

But because of that, I cooked the demonic meat I had left in the item box, and I made a mountain vegetable salad to eat.

Of course, in the barn.

However, there were no guards or guards in the barn to warn and warn the waltzes who cooked.

Undo the story.

Apparently, in this trial, the Waltz and all the others will be tried at once.

Was it because the guards and guards wouldn't keep each one of them?

Or is it because the heretical inquisitor can't stand it?

Anyway, this flow was convenient, at least for Waltz.

Because there's no harm done to my people where Waltz isn't looking.

"Admission of the accused"

I'm talking about the defendants, the waltzes.

I was called, so as I climbed the stairs, I went out into a large space lined with chairs.

Is it a cathedral?

stone walls.

Thick pillars as if they had shredded a large stone.

The large window is fitted with stained glass, a goddess with a sword (?) was glowing.

When Waltz and the others came inside the church, the neighborhood was noisy.

Some of them seem to know about Catalina, who was a former fellow brave man, but not everyone who is making a scene seems to know.

Apparently, the cause is that the defendants came in at once, right?

(Or to my beauty... isn't it?)

One, waltz to sink.

From the side, he also looked as if he regretted his previous actions.

My buddies saw such waltz and thought, "You're an actor," etc., but fulfilled...

"Be quiet!

A judge urges the people in the hearing room.

"Then we shall meet in court. The defendant gave his name."

That's what I told him yesterday, a monk who was coming with the knights to get the waltzes (?) of men.

Today, unlike yesterday's outfit, he was dressed in black.

Again, he seems to be a heretical inquisitor.

"Waltz."

It's Lucia.

Members who say their names in turn.

Along the way, the hunter,

"Liese = a... no, it's Liese"

I was re-saying it, but it didn't make a big deal out of it.

If you speak your full name here, that would be a big problem.

And even during Catalina, the stirring rose from the audience.

Apparently, there was someone there who knew he was one of the brave ones.

I'm an ex-companion.

"Now, I'll give you a guilty plea"

and Your Honor (?) tells.

"The defendant is suspected of attempting to extinguish and kill demons on that investigative team, a statement that interfered with the actions of the brave man. And even more..."

and postpone, talking about the guilty plea, but they don't have any information about refining iron ingots or orihalcons.

This means that no information has yet been turned around regarding the workshop in the village of Alk.

"... defendant, is there any difference in more than that?

"Yes, everything... I don't remember myself"

There's no difference, Waltz almost answered.

Instead, I was only told what I remember, but admitting guilt here confirms the death penalty without question, so I deny it.

Then prove your innocence.

And the waltzes were sent to the fire pit behind the church.

Fire, that is, a blazing sentence.

Five round-tails stand side by side, surrounded by massive amounts of firewood.

"Move Defendant Forward"

Then, even though the guards disliked it, they began to direct the waltzes from behind to the Marutai.

Apparently, these guards are the ones who ate Waltz's pressure.

(So let's get started, shall we?

I sent signals to my people with my gaze.

Even so, we don't all do great things about it.

It's very simple.

Of course, for Waltz, though.

Bon!

Such a noise echoed from around me.

What's that noise?

That's the sound of a fire on Marutai and firewood we were trying to paste the waltzes into.

This was caused by gravitational manipulation, by insulated compression.

Sudden compression of the air increases the temperature of the compressed air.

I did this with the air around Marutai, so I caught fire on my own.

On top of that, the oxygen contained in the air is also compressed, so it burns quickly.

All you have to do is create a mechanism that pumps air in and feeds him fresh air all the time, and he'll complete the simple jet engine.

And in an instant, we ran out of fuel (round-tails and firewood), and only ash remained.

It doesn't even bother me from around here.

Instead, I don't understand what happened and it seems flashy.

"Uh, what am I supposed to do with this, Inquisitor?

A smiling waltz voice echoes into a quiet place.

Then, keep the pressure for one lock-on on on everyone who was there.

"Come on, one, next!

The heretic inquisitor, who fell into a state of panic, looked painful, and said so.

Because it uses so much magic (science), it should be okay to have a check on the choker, but the people around it didn't do anything.

In fact, Catalina is destroying the chalka yesterday.

But nobody brought a new chalka, so I didn't put it back on.

(Squirrel...)

For the rest of my life, I guess I don't like getting close to the waltzes.

Next up was the waterboarding.

This is a room with no windows inside the church building, but does this church have any equipment other than a cell and a torture room?

At the center of the room, there were three large barrels available that could be put in spare if there were about two people.

Apparently, I couldn't prepare a barrel for everyone.

Or was it planned to be used for other humans (witches)?

"... forward the defendant"

Apparently, the heretic inquisitor told him that he recovered from a state of panic.

Then Waltz immediately moves into action.

(This one!

Dgowwwww!!

Water blows out of the bottom of the barrel vigorously before the waltzes enter the barrel.

I tried to recreate a pet bottle rocket in barrels, something like that.

Keep it up, take off, destroy the ceiling, three barrels climbing high.

Also, can there be the reverse of "O O Crisis One Hair"?, by waltz's idea, but no one would have had a choice but to understand that story.

I smile again this time, urging her to feel flustered.

"What do you want to do?

Translate it and say, "Next time yet?".

Waltz threw the question, and now he put three lock-on minutes of pressure on everyone on the spot.

I hear butterflies and people falling.

Apparently, he couldn't stand the pressure anymore and the vomiters started coming out.

"Ha-ha-ha... one, next, next..."

Heterogeneous Inquisitors also seem to be close to their limits.