Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Time is past noon.

It's been a long day.

If you think you've been caught, escape, after an ops meeting with your buddies, trial.

Once you have avoided torture, fought and defeated the angels, and retrieved your luggage, fight the knights.

Treat the people of the town after they pass out, open up the witches, crush the church, then fly away in the sky.

Whatever you think, it's not a half-day volume.

Besides, the day isn't over yet.

Therefore, while flying in the sky, may I take my time?

... but Waltz was worried about something.

(Lucia is too strong...)

Even though he was wearing a bangle, Lucia's magic shocked a range of people at once to see if there were two South Fortresses for him.

That's what Waltz asked me to do, too.

If I exercised my magic with all my might, the king's capital would undoubtedly have turned into the capital of death.

(I don't know what to do...)

Leave Lucia alone in the wild, the world could collapse, at worst.

Plus, it was dangerous, risking being targeted for life.

I mean, as a guardian, I was pressed to take some action.

How the hell has Lucia lived so far (up to 2 months ago)?

Waltz asked Lucia.

"Hey, Lucia."

Lucia seemed blinded by the flowing clouds and ground, but responded immediately to her sister's (waltz) call.

"What? Hey, honey"

"I might ask you something that's hard to hear."

It's only been less than two months since my parents died.

It was therefore unfortunate to shake these topics, but it would be unavoidable.

"... didn't your mother or father teach you how to contain magic?

"... yeah"

Lucia shakes her head to the side.

When I talk about my parents and see that I don't change my expression, it seems like Waltz is worried.

"But they told me not to use magic as much as I could."

In the first place, it wouldn't be a problem if you didn't use it.

Exactly.

But is it realistically possible for a man of ability to live without magic until he dies?

Waltz was worried about her future, remembering the choker in the cargo container.

Twenty minutes to fly at supersonic speed, we arrived in the village of Alk.

(Even if you walk on foot, you can surprisingly travel long distances.)

As far as the sky was concerned, there was no way in the village of Alk, which had been back for a long time, that some knighthood had arrived or that officials of the association were sitting there.

Waltz lands near the village so no one can see him.

When we landed, the muffled heat wrapped around the waltzes.

Apparently, if you're 500 km away from the Wang capital, the climate would be a lot different.

5 minutes walk from there.

Finally arrived at the workshop.

"Waltz! Lucia!

As Waltz walked hand in hand with Lucia, the hunter hugged him.

... looks like a dog that was separated from his husband, but the hunter is a cat.

"I'm surprised they let me transfer all of a sudden!

"... I'm sorry, you didn't talk to me"

"Next time, tell me."

Not really, I thought it would be awkward for a large number of people to see my face, and then (ask Lucia) forced me to transfer.

There will be no way to point out the hunter.

"By the way, Mr. Hunter. Are the women safe?

"Oh. But I didn't think they'd send 2 (...) 1 (...) people either."

Well, I didn't have any other means. "

"Right. But what are we gonna do now?

In the meantime, let's move it to a safe place, but what do we do?

"Well, for now, we need to secure a place to live."

Waltz stepped into the building across the street from the workshop without getting lost.

"Sorry!

Raise your voice inside the tavern.

Of course, it's the size of a person's level.

"The store opens in the evening... is that you, miss? Long time no see. Or have you already returned from your journey?

"Yeah, I'm still in the middle of a journey, but I came back once"

"Well... metastatic magic or something... no, let's not make an extra pry"

Always, Waltz is impressed that you're the owner of a liquor store where you can tell the story.

And quickly, speak the truth.

"Actually... can I have up to 21 more villagers?

"... Huh?

Even the shopkeepers, who are usually drunk opponents, didn't seem to know what Waltz was saying to the boulders.

What do you do with your bedtime?

Did a meal run for 26 people through the back of the store owner's brain, which I understood late, and I don't have an excellent complexion.

"Well, simply put, there are people who want to be anonymous because of circumstances."

That's what I'm going to tell you about the women who were the victims of the witch hunt.

When I finished explaining the whole thing, the owner of the liquor store, who had listened in silence, opened his mouth.

"Right... fine. You can stay in the village as long as you like. Well, don't work for me."

(d) Store owner who smiles more.

And Waltz makes a statement that he didn't expect either.

As a matter of fact, my grandmother was also the victim of a witch hunt.

and the shopkeeper explaining the old days.

To sum up, here's the thing.

It has not been done under the current Earl of Belts, but it is said that a witch hunt was normally conducted under the earlier Earl.

Around that time, the owner of the still young liquor store loved his grandmother (then village manager), who was the previous generation of shopkeepers, which means she was a grandmother.

But when the shopkeeper was only 9 years old, my grandmother was taken by a heretic inquisitor and didn't come straight home?

"Well, it used to be. I've already forgotten."

Gahh, and the shopkeeper who sweeps away the stinking air.

But is it because of your mind that your eyes are slightly moist?

"Really? Thank you."

"Whoa! Never mind!

Never mind, I wonder what that meant.

The store owner's words were waltz to my ears.

Thus, I came back to the workshop.

It's not in the house, though, it's the workshop yard.

There were 2 (...) 0 (...) women there.

Your face is uniformly bright because you opened up from the store.

But on the other hand, Waltz's face was not superior.

(After all, 20... I'm sure the hunter counted it wrong)

[]/(v5s, vt) to be presumed/to be presumed/to be presumed/

Otherwise, would it be a ghost or something?

I couldn't help but worry about what I didn't know, I paid off the clutter in my head and raised my voice to the women.

"Gentlemen! Listen to me!

Everyone's gaze at the voice turns to the waltz.

Among them, two women, who were in the same cell as Waltz, had a full grin.

Waltz sends a grin back to those two as well.

And go on with the words.

"In the meantime, good luck, everyone. The truth is, I'd like to give it back to where I was immediately... but given your safety, I think I should stay jizzy in this village until the heat (almost) cools..."

Waltz suddenly gets a bad tooth cut.

"... that, for how long?

A woman in her early 20s or so raised a voice of doubt.

"Right. Is it five years?"

"5 years..."

The truth is that you should spend 10 years or more in hiding until you are at a level where even your acquaintance can forget your face.

However, many of the captured women were still young.

Exactly, isn't it a harsh story to keep them trapped inside a small village like that for over a decade?

Therefore, he offered a time of five years, which was neither short nor long.

But for a man it is unexpected, a long time.

Waltz himself was well aware of that.

"Of course, you may return immediately. But just someone who's unlikely to get caught again. Next time I get caught, I can't help you."

Women who think deeply about that word.

"And you can send me a letter. But make sure to lay low the name and location of this village."

Half the women I had in mind seemed relieved by the words.

"So who wants to go home immediately first..."

and Waltz divided the women in front of him by hope.

First, those who want to go home immediately.

There were four of these.

They are the ones who keep their lovers waiting, or who keep their little children waiting at home.

Especially with regard to women who were waiting for their children, after consultation, they were to bring their children to the village of Alk.

It will utilize Lucia's metastatic magic for travel.

The problem is, the woman who keeps her lover waiting.

They decided to take the next merchant squad ride back to their original village or town.

In the first place, even if we pull them off, there's nothing to stop them here.

It would be more likely to get out on its own than to be in the village for the most part.

The point is that love is blind.

Then there may be some danger, but wouldn't it be better for them to return it early?

... For Waltz, I just didn't like being able to point the spearhead of the reason toward me when they broke their hearts.

Of course, Leah, charge and explode!, I don't think... should be.

It was therefore decided not to be eligible for protection at a time away from this village, although it would prepare the journey and provide the road bank.

Next are those who will travel from this village in five years.

Eight women petitioned for this, but many seem to be worried about their families, including their parents, brothers and independent children.

As for them, after consulting the owner of the tavern (village manager), they were asked to stay in the village in the form of a homestay.

And finally, those who want to live permanently in this village.

The remaining eight fell into this category, which included Waltz and two old women who were in the same room, and an old woman whose hunter had hercherry juice painted.

"Are you sure, ladies?

Waltz taking confirmation to 8 people.

"Yes, I don't mind going back because I don't have a house or parents anymore"

"Me, too."

Like that, they all have no untrained in their homeland.

"Yes..."

The eight people who decided to live permanently in the village were assigned vacant houses.

Of course, not one house per person, but one for three.

Within, two people said they wanted to live in Waltz's workshop, but who, you don't have to say.

Eventually, I turned it down for reasons such as no place to sleep, but by chance, the house next door was open, and it seemed like it was going to be done there.

They're the only two of us in one house, but we can't split them up in numbers, so it's inevitable.

From now on, Waltz is going to need to hang out with your neighbors.

Thus the population of the village soared.

Although it is a village with a very high female population.

But no one thought that this would radically change the fate of the village.