Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"I am King Endelusia, Alcoa = F = Endelus. I want to hear about those people. I'll have a place for conversation, will you come out of the boat? '

The Air Force soldiers seemed surprised, as well as their companions, at this.

"Wow... I can't..."

Waltz couldn't help but notice the appearance of the big man.

Besides, prepare a place for conversation.

It's only painful for Waltz, who doesn't like to have such opportunities with strangers.

"Your Majesty! You mustn't! Don't let it go any further...!!

"Yea! Don't worry about me! A ship like that, that's not what you see!

... Apparently, the king just wants to see the energy nearby.

Meanwhile,

"Yeah, let's do everything we can to get away. I don't care what the brave men went to the royal castle for anymore. Let's go tempo, shall we?

"Icer"

That's what I'm saying. Waltz and the others trying to get away from the energy lift and head to the bridge.

Run for it too.

"... why don't you just listen to me?

"No. I'll do my best to escape. No matter what they say, when they run, they run away."

"What?... Ugh, yeah. Okay. If you say so much..."

On Waltz's sword screen, the only way to break it is to hunt.

If you are a relative or acquaintance of a companion, like her father (Earl), yet, this time the other person is someone else entirely red.

At the earliest opportunity, there was not even room for conversation.

"You have no choice, hunter. Mr. Waltz doesn't like this kind of thing thoroughly."

For Catalina, who has been attached to Waltz many times before, it was something she was used to.

"Well... well, if you're not good at it..."

"But, well, it's not a loss... these encounters are also on the edge of something..."

Unlike Waltz, his people seem to be positive about having a place for conversation... but Waltz and Tempo were already on their way to the bridge to launch their energy.

"Lifting hatch close. Start offshore as soon as it's done."

"Roger. Hatch closed."

Waltz giving instructions to Tempo when he gets to the bridge cockpit.

And the tempo to answer that.

Incidentally, tempo, among other things, is not intensely known.

Still, I'm escorting Waltz without complaining about anything, because the person we've been speaking to was a man?

Apparently, the male portrait she admits is subject to rather difficult conditions.

At least, King of the Great Powers, then they don't fit...

"Hatch close confirmation. Energy retreats."

And then we left the pier of the crestling, and gradually the energy began to buck...

That is the time.

"Wah, waltz!

A hunter changed his blood and ran into the bridge.

"Oh, when you move, you don't need a seat belt... I'm not gravitationally biased."

Thanks to the gravity control that I usually work to eliminate vibrations and accelerations on board, and the energy's own mo (...) large (...) mass, I never wobbled as much as I had a problem with delicate pi o golasui o chi on board in normal flight.

Like when this flew out of the Royal Castle in Merclio, it would change the direction of gravity control by "gravitational deflection" and acceleration and deceleration, but now I'm simply using a propulsion reverser (like reverse ejection) to back it up, so there's no problem with my buddies walking around the ship.

Well, I usually have my buddies sit on their seats and wear their belts, but that's because Waltz was treading his customs in the modern world, not that it's particularly necessary.

In the first place, the delicate nuclear fusion reactor broke down and the crash was inevitable at a time when a huge impact hit the hull such that it exceeded the control range of the energy's gravitational control system.

"So, what's going on? Mr. Hunter."

"No... for the most part..."

It was when she said that.

"Hmm?! Is this the steering room..."

A beautiful robe came into the bridge from behind the hunter, a fine wand, and a strange man in his early 20s or so wearing a crown.

Yes, King Endelusia was boarding the energy for some reason.

If you look at the fact that your ears are pointy bigger than normal people, maybe it's an elf.

"... Oh, excuse me. It's off-limits here.... Lucia, they're coming home, so send them to you?

It should be noted that the sub-audio

(Hey, what are you thinking! Lucia, force it out immediately)

is.

But...

"Uh, I've hung the metastatic magic over and over... and I got away with it..."

and Lucia, who unfortunately defeats the beast ear, answers.

While I'm saying that, I try to exercise metastatic magic, but...

"Ho? This isn't a window, is it..."

Before Lucia exercises the metastatic magic, is she transferring herself, or the king who moves instantly to another location in the bridge.

Apparently, the time to transfer magic activation is faster for the king than for Lucia.

"... I should have put it on Bosch O..."

Of course, it is structurally impossible.

Even if it could be implemented, it would probably be circumvented by metastatic magic.

"... so, what are you doing here... but, Your Majesty?

Although they are uninvited guests, they are like kings for once, so waltz to use salutations.

"Of course, it's a tour, young lady."

With that said, a king rarely looks up at a translucent status monitor floating in the universe.

"Excuse me, can't you just go home?

"Well... I'll let you disperse after the tour."

"No, immediately."

Then Waltz moves this time.

He tried to change the display of the hologram and straighten the feathers directly behind the king.

But...

"It's a fine chair inside... you're more comfortable sitting than mine..."

King sitting instead in the captain's seat where Waltz stood.

"Hmm... like a monkey..."

I didn't think I could avoid it, Waltz.

Apparently, the King has considerable speed of reaction and magic.

Is a boulder like the King of the Magic Powers?

When Waltz thinks of countermeasures to his actions like that...

"Huh!!

... blue and white magic leaked out of Lucia...

Seeing as the hair on the beast ear as well as the tail is upside down, he seems pretty angry.

The reason would be that the king sat on his own without saying no to Waltz's seat (captain's seat).

"Uh, Lucia?! Please, don't vandalize the ship, okay?!

"Yeah, okay!

Lucia then relentlessly fires something like a thin beam.

... do you really understand?

I was wondering if that beam had headed towards the king at a considerable rate...

"Oops?! Little one, you're in danger."

The king moved momentarily again.

But her attack couldn't have ended with it, and the beam that couldn't capture the king,

Gun!

He flipped 180 degrees at the same speed in such a way that he began to chase the king again.

Lucia, for once, seems to be thinking of not hurting the ship.

"Hey... dangerous. Don't do it because it's dangerous."

and the King.

Now I stood directly behind Lucia...

"... oh, you're a rude person to stand behind a lady without saying no"

Now before Waltz knew it, Tempo, who was protecting Lucia with his manoeuvring armor, opens his mouth.

And relentlessly, he tried to mutilate the king with his manoeuvring armor...

but

"Ugh... I was surprised. So is this ship, but who the hell are you..."

It was avoided by metastasis, as exemplified by example.

A king who is gradually increasing the density of the Waltz and their attacks but still seems to be able to afford them.

... Isn't it actually stronger than the brave ones?

There is no answer for such a king's words, and an unforgiving attack ensues.

Now, ahead of the transfer, there was a hunter waiting for him who erased the signs.

"I'm sorry, but let me hold you back here"

With that said, she rolled out a dagger slap at the king.

At the same time, Lucian beams aim at the king.

But...

"Hmm. Interesting people inside..."

Still couldn't hit it.

It is a way of twisting the body as if it had eyes in all directions, like waltz.

"... that's enough. If we do this any more, we might get hurt by each other, or harm the ship, so that's it."

Waltz finally decided to break...

For once, it wasn't like there was no response.

Have everyone get to their seats and super accelerate with the gravity control off the bridge.

That would inevitably blow those who have not arrived in their seats away behind...

As a result, it could have caused the king a great deal of injury.

There was no way he could have killed the king of a nation on the pretext of concealing information about energy.

"So, if you tour, you're coming down, right?

"Oh, of course. If you want to see it again, we'll just have to go to Mid-Eden. Will you do me a favor then, Princess Teresa?

"... su, sorry waltz..."

Apparently the king remembered Teresa.

But seeing as I don't refer to her as the chancellor, I don't even seem to know what happened in Mid-Eden.

"... Huh. I can't help it all."

Waltz herself was starting to wonder how many sighs she was sighing at a day, but she had no choice but to hold her head in the status quo, which didn't quite work...

And that is the time.

"Tell the white airship! Immediately release the King and surrender the crew!

... apparently, the Waltz and the others have become the King's kidnappers.