Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

After noon a week after the angels attacked my people.

"Why won't Lord Canopus come back..."

Teresa, sitting in her own chair in the chancellor's office, whined with her head in her arms.

To her question like that,

"Right ~. 'He looked quite tired' in a report from his men, so I guess the rough parliament of manpower ran away from him ~?

and Cortex, who was sitting in the secretarial seat, replied.

Canopus, Mid-Eden's most powerful sorcerer, was sent to another battlefield within the day of his first return to King's Capital in months.

He dazzled his whereabouts after shooting down the Endelusian airship.

His men are witnessing how they transfer themselves, so it doesn't look like they got into any problems, but as Cortex put it, there was no denying the possibility that Congress didn't like it and escaped.

"It seems normal... if you had been forced to take part in a tough fight without any rest over the course of a few months, even if it was a favorable treatment, you'd lose your motivation. If anyone is still happy to go to work, I'd like to see it."

and Teresa with a bitter laugh.

"Right ~..."

Behind Cortex's brain came the faces of about five other girls who looked just like themselves in front of him, but never spoke of it.

... herself, Atlas, and Strella didn't seem to float, though.

When Cortex thinks about that,

"Both of you? Do you have time now?

For better or worse, a cause (waltz) appeared that kept everyone busy.

And for some reason, out of the closet.

"Uh-huh. Because Cortex and the others almost finished the job."

Teresa responds as usual, not showing any particular unusual appearance in the way Waltz appears.

(... Come on, I think I'm used to it. Looks like you should come up with some more ideas next time...)

Waltz further plans to enter the Extreme, even though he says that he does not normally enter through the door.

"What can I do for you?

"Yep.... It's just a very difficult errand to ask for..."

Teresa thought it might be a hell of a favor for Waltz to say that.

Meanwhile,

"... you're already at that stage ~?

Cortex seemed to know what Waltz was asking for.

"Yep. We're gonna do a battleship flight test, right?

Teresa asks Waltz, surprised by the bright news that is different from her own expectations, and waving her tail.

"Didn't you finish it!?

But back to back with her with such a full expression of anticipation,

"Hmm, you can't say it's done yet because you still have the details and the tests."

Waltz smiles bitterly, saying.

"But you can fly, right?

For Teresa, the question seems to be whether a battleship can fly, not whether it can fight.

He wants to ride for the rest of his life.

"... unfortunately, you can't ride this flight test because it's still dangerous, can you?

Yes. When Waltz answers, the tension openly drops, Teresa.

Look at her like that,

"... wait another week and you'll be able to ride"

Waltz followed.

"Um... I don't know what else to do. Looking forward to finishing it, huh?

"Yep. It would help if you waited."

Waltz cuts to the point after confirming Teresa's spiritual resurrection.

"So I want to do a flight test, so I want to get the battleship out of here..."

"So you want me to give you a circular so you don't worry about wang du people when you get your battleship out of here ~? It's over."

Waltz and Teresa inadvertently shut up about Cortex's speed of action.

"... what kind of circular did you issue?

"'In the near future, there will be a massive summons experiment by the Knights Magic Squad on the north side of the Wang Capital'... and so on ~"

In other words, I guess the air battleship will nominally be subpoenaed.

"Then the north side of the king's capital."

"... hmm? What do you mean?

"This is where the airport was built for the departure and departure of the battleship."

Originally an underground large workshop with no entrance or exit other than an elevator and emergency exit for people to ride.

To get the battleship out, make a new entrance or exit for the battleship, or use Lucia's transfer magic...

There were only two decent ways to do this.

However, if she asks Lucia, she will not be able to transfer the battleship if she herself enters the battleship, so every time she enters or exits the workshop, she will have to go down and exercise the transfer magic.

There are no problems with the extent of the flight tests, but if you think about the possibility of frequent entry and exit or when something happens to Lucia in the future, you should have a dedicated entry and exit.

In the first place, it doesn't take that long for the Waltz and the others to build an airport (?) Because.

"What is an airport...?

Teresa, who doesn't know the planes of the modern world, tilts her neck.

"Well... if you say it in this world, it might feel like a place for people to get on or off a airship."

"Hmm... it's like a crestling in Endelucia."

"... yeah, sorry. I don't know what that means."

"Crestling is the name of the launch site of the airship, but it is also the name of the capital as it is. Or, to avoid confusion, some call the departure site titaning."

Apparently, the endelusia-specific circumstances of the development of airship technology.

Apparently, the name of the land became the name of the airport as it was.

"Hmm. Well, I don't think it's a problem to assume it's the same as the launch site of a airship."

"Hmm..."

Teresa seems convinced by Waltz's words.

But instead, the expression doesn't look too good.

"... while we can do the airport, we don't know if airship technology will develop in this Mid-Eden..."

Teresa, who fully understood the usefulness of flying and travelling in the sky, seemed to wonder if she could even use it as a facility available to her own people if she were to build an airport near the corner king capital.

In particular, the airport Waltz is trying to build this time is just a giant hatch to connect with the underground workshop.

(I don't know if you're thinking about aerodynamics or anything about planes (airships) in this world... well, in due course, there are demonic props for ignoring gravity and flying...)

If you think about the size of a brave flying boat or a flying boat for troop station transport that you once saw even thin, and the speed at which it travels (almost stopped in the air), I guess there's a convenient device that floats everything in the universe like a waltz anti-gravity reactor.

Thinking about it, as long as you have that magic prop, it seems like it would be easy to build a airship or something.

"Isn't there an institution in Mid-Eden that's studying airship technology?

"Unfortunately, we don't have any information about the airship because it's classified in Endersia..."

It seems to be a complete black box, like the urban junction technology possessed by the Empire of Merclio.

Watching Teresa speak somewhere unfortunately, Waltz casually let go of her words.

Yes, casually.

"Hmm... Well, if you feel like it, I'll tell you about the flying machine."

Then to that word of hers,

"Um. I'm sorry...?

After saying that, Theresa freezes for about 5 seconds.

And

Gatan!

"Hmm?! Hey, what the hell!?

She suddenly stood up and turned her stunned gaze to Waltz, without worrying about the seats she was sitting in or the paperwork on her desk, etc.

"Oh, you tell me?!

And with considerable momentum, I rush over to Waltz and shake her shoulder, Teresa.

"What?! No... uh, yeah. Fine..."

To her like that, Waltz replies in confusion.

Theresa then said,

"Ok!"

He made a small gutsy pose as he swung his tail around all the rips.

She seemed more interested in the airship than Waltz thought.

"... so I'll leave you to it, Cortex"

Waltz throws it all round the Cortex immediately after he authorizes it to be a mentor.

"... no no no no ~, are you sure ~?

"Well, if it's about an unmanned powered glider, there's no problem, is there? I don't know if people ride boulders."

"Ok ~. So Dear Teresa ~. I'm going to be your sister and I'm going to be your professor."

"Uh-huh! Do me a favor!

Apparently, you don't have to tell Waltz directly.

(... I wonder what. If you don't count on me, I miss you so much...)

That said, I have trouble even if I can come to my son-in-law.

Well, whatever it is, the acquisition of aeronautical technology by Teresa began on this day...

When Waltz, who ran errands, came back to the underground large workshop,

"Newbie! If we don't move faster, Mr. Waltz will hate us, won't he?

"What? Yes!

Julia and the Fallen Angel (?), but was running and transferring parts for disguise to the battleship.

Do they both also mean no wings...

"You're going to be fine."

"Ah, Master Waltz!

"Hello, Master Waltz"

When Waltz spoke, they both stopped on their feet.

"Aren't you familiar? Sylvia?"

Sylvia, that's the fallen angel (?) name.

Why does she work here?

As a matter of fact, he says that if he falls into heaven, he will encounter eight minutes of village when he returns to the country, and he can't go home.

So I had no choice but to start working as a chore (part 2) under the waltz... at first.

"Yes!"

For what I have no choice but to work for, Sylvia, who seems to be very happy to be spoken to by Waltz.

Even though he was interrogated under torture, he seems to have changed a lot.

"There's nothing happier than being able to work directly for God!

That's what Sylvia said.

Bishi!

Saluted.

"... yes"

I mean, like all my colleagues before, I mistook Waltz for a god.

Well, I can't even call it a strong mistake because God in the Merclio Empire has certified me as a demon god (...).

(Recently, even though misunderstandings have finally been solved from Lucia and Catalina and the hunters, these daughters...)

And Waltz seems to think, but fulfill...

"Now, can you tell everyone that we're going to have a test flight on the north side of the King's Capital?

Copy that!

Bishi!

After saluting not just Sylvia, but also Julia, the two flew away.

(... is it fashionable?

Waltz put his neck on them like that...

... Note that it was Waltz himself who taught him how to salute.