Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Catalina was feeling dead that the view in front of her turned bright red.

"(Moments of death don't hurt...)"

Where the hell did you bleed from, Catalina?

But no scratches anywhere in the body and no bleeding seems to have occurred.

So where did this blood come from?

When I was raising such questions, I felt the power that was holding me back suddenly weakened.

"What?"

Dauntingly, I shake off the blade that was on my neck and distance myself from the angel.

And looking back, the angel's bright white clothes were so bright red that I didn't know the original color.

The cause is a small pile.

The angel's body was pierced with like countless piles, scratchy enough not to be surprised if he was instantly dead.

But the angels were not doomed.

I have a distressed look on my face, but I can't hear my voice because of the pile I stabbed in my throat, I'm just puffing my mouth, I can't hear my voice.

Others, such as hands, feet, thighs, shoulders, etc. are stabbed everywhere and seem to be unable to move.

And... a metallic arm emerged from a place of nothing, piercing the torso of an angel.

Angels look at the arms that are piercing themselves, confused.

I was wondering where this stuff came from.

"I'm sorry, Catalina. We can't just leave this angel safely behind."

With such a voice, Waltz appears before the eyes of an angel.

I thought Catalina was metastatic magic, but I couldn't confirm the signs of using magic.

Apparently, Waltz's Department (...) Studies (...).

So, how did you do it?

Waltz used ultra-gravity to distort space and reduce real travel distances.

But no matter how hard you try, that's the limit for Waltz.

If there was a way to rip the space apart and transfer the body, it wouldn't have come to this world either, in the first place, because it didn't take the trouble to cover up manoeuvre armor.

How much Waltz yearned for that ability too...

Aside from that, Waltz told Catalina.

"You said you wanted to help people you'd never helped before, but only this angel would give me life."

It was Catalina who was prepared to die for Waltz's line of 'Unable to Fall Dreams', but apparently it doesn't mean she will defeat the angels at the expense of Catalina.

Apparently it was Catalina's early judgment from the circumstances.

"(I don't care what happens to angels like this)"

I think Catalina.

On the other hand, when the angel heard the words, did he feel his life in danger on the boulder or fired a beam from close range towards the waltz.

But...

Suh...

Rays penetrate the waltz as if there was nothing there.

Then waltz laughing cuckoo.

Unusual, dark hair, dark eyes, dark outfit.

On top of that, the grinning waltz only seemed 'something' belonging to the demon, no matter how I looked at it.

Catalina with goosebumps in such a waltz appearance.

And Waltz tells the angel that he's finally running out of room and starting to sweat.

"Angel. I don't think I've ever been this far before in a witch trial, but... you can't get your hands on your people."

That's what I said, waltz to narrow my eyes.

"Well, good night"

That said, an angel was swallowed up in darkness from the tip of an angel's foot.

Waltz couldn't have returned the angel in front of him alive.

It is a necessary condition for our companions to return safely from this.

Perhaps, if you miss an angel, you'll be chased everywhere.

That, too, is still fine if the other guy is the only one.

But the angel said 'we'.

In other words, at least, more than one angel will exist.

Will those angels chase me and my people live safely?

Waltz regrets selling fights to angels, albeit to cope with witch hunting.

Therefore, what Waltz can do now was to deal with enemies (angels) in front of him that could be immediate threats.

"Well, good night"

Say goodbye to the angel.

Waltz then uses the gravitational control of the boosted antigravity reactor to begin disassembling the angel's body.

No, it's not disassembly correctly.

We started converting mass into energy.

In other words, the substances that make up the angels were compressed with supergravity, black-holed, and sucked in.

At that time, harmful energy, such as gamma rays, can leak out to the surrounding area, so, as earlier, it is released outside the planet with gravitational control.

During this time, the angel had embedded the dimension anchor all over his body, so he could not move at all.

(If you convert your body to energy into boulders, you can't revive it, can you?

Waltz exercises his power as he remembers enemy characters he saw in the movies a long time ago, who break apart but come back to life.

Feet, hands, torso, neck and disappearing angel.

At the end of the day, I came to the point of erasing my head...

An angel who utters words when he says his lungs and vocal cords are lost.

Your mouth moves to spin words.

"Even if I die, the rest of you..."

Catalina lurked her eyebrows to an angel who spoke directly into her brain.

Is it the abandoned dialogue at death?

But...

"What? Did I just say something?

It didn't sound like Waltz, the Guardian.

An angel who saw Waltz's reaction said, 'Huh?' With a startling look on his face, he was then drank by the darkness and disappeared.

Apparently, there is going to be remorse.

Thus, the battle of waltz party VS angels is over.

But there were still major problems with the members, starting with Waltz.

"Or Catalina! Tempo... tempo, please!

I thought you were relieving me by knocking down an angel, and Waltz tells Catalina to check on the tempo in a plugged situation.

It is true that Tempo suffered severe illness, but there is homunculus.

I don't die easy, so I don't need to rush that far...

Catalina asks Waltz.

"Is something wrong?

By this time, Waltz's hair color had also returned to its original golden color, leaving no luscious atmosphere at all until earlier.

Waltz opens his mouth to Catalina's question.

"Ugh... but no more..."

Waltz kneeling on the ground.

To that behavior, I don't think... Catalina.

"Are you picking flowers?

"Chi, no... wow."

So what is it?

Then,

Guuuuuu...

A roar echoes from the waltz.

Jet engines?

Anti-gravity reactor?

Charged particle cannon?

No, you're not.

A belly bug.

"No more, I can't stand it!... I'm sorry, Catalina, for later, please!

Then he started eating the stones and dirt that were rolling on the ground.

"What?! Hey, Mr. Waltz!

Catalina upset by just how it unfolds.

And

"Ugh...!!

I suppressed my stomach and squatted to the ground.

Apparently, he couldn't stand too much hunger.

Waltz has a shrink furnace built into his body.

the fuel of the retraction furnace, which is something with mass, is

If we had mass, we could convert anything into energy for now.

And Waltz was using massive amounts of energy in battle with angels.

In other words, it has exhausted all the meals (masses) that had accumulated in the waltz body.

What happens when you run out of stockpiles of mass in your body?

That's easy, all the agencies stop.

If you say so in people, you starve to death.

In other words, a wrong boost to a function can also lead to Waltz's own suspension.

Of course, it is possible to breathe back if there is an external supply of energy, but it can be said that there is not enough energy in this world to restart the stopped waltz.

So Waltz, who fell into a gas shortage, needed to eat whatever he wanted.

But what happens when you mouth something that is not food?

As for the supply of energy, whether it's soil, stone, food or whatever, there are penalties for eating anything other than food.

In a nutshell, you will be struck by abdominal pain like a broken stomach.

But this time, I couldn't afford it enough to stay that way.

As a result, Waltz mouths what is rolling on the ground from one end and is bored with abdominal pain.

"So, are you okay?!

Catalina spoke to Waltz, who ran abruptly and bizarrely.

"It's... it's... it's... it's... bu"

Apparently, it's not okay.

But he's telling me, there won't be a problem.

That's what Catalina decided and headed to fix the tempo.

Incidentally, when he first came to this world, Waltz was examining the composition of amino acids and proteins, but it was making sure that the body could recognize them as food.

I couldn't stand waltzes like going down with abdominal pain every time I ate.