Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Black skies.

Dark ground.

When Lucia realized, in the middle of such a world, only one of herself was floating.

"Hey, honey?

I'm floating = (equals) My sister is floating

Is it from such a conditional reflex, Lucia raised her voice to her sister, who would be nearby.

But the words returned went against expectations.

"Your sister is fighting God now, isn't she?

... it was from 'myself' who looked the same as me.

"What..."

Lucia voices surprises unexpectedly.

'Look, look!

That being said, I'm going to show you a moving picture (screen) that seems to have reduced the translucent status monitor of the energy to a two-hand size, the other 'self'.

As for Lucia, Waltz is a god (?) I was more concerned about the self (...) minutes in front of me (...) just like that 'myself' than I was fighting... but they didn't seem to care that much, so I decided not to try and care.

Apparently, Lucia thought this world was the world of her dreams.

In doing so,

(... Teresa, too, wondered if this is what you thought when you saw Cortex...)

And I thought, if she's been helping make homunculus, is that why?

Lucia was floating at first, but the moment I wanted to 'walk' to her place, I had my feet on the black ground.

(Could be a dream after all...)

With that in mind, Lucia walks down the senseless ground she is treading toward 'herself'.

Then,

"Good..."

"Myself" started to set up a monitor on the ground and lay asleep and look at it.

Apparently, she can use waltz-like gravity control (magic).

"Look, here."

Another Lucia slaps the space right next to her when she says so, pompous.

They say we sleep here together and watch the monitor.

"Oh, my goodness."

"Eh..."

With such an exchange, Lucia lowered her hips (body) next to 'herself'.

In the small screen where they turned their gaze, Waltz, with black hair, was the owner of the tavern (?) I was fighting.

The atmosphere is like a scene of a movie played out on television.

"What?... why the shopkeeper..."

... From Lucia's eyes, he still looked just like him.

"He's a god, isn't he?

"What... store owner, was it God...?

... Nevertheless, for Lucia, the liquor store owner was a little special.

It's undisputed, he's the one who accepted me and my sister without asking me anything.

In a way, to her, it could have been said that she was not a god, but close to her parents.

"... Yeah, I'm not a store owner. That guy, the one who's suffering about your sister..."

... a grin that does not resemble a liquor store owner, Lucia did not use the word 'God' against such a man.

And Lucia stared at the battle between her sister and the man.

Against her like that,

"... worried about your sister?

'Myself' asked.

"Yeah. But..."

Until earlier I thought this world was a dream, Lucia.

But she knew that this was not a dream, no matter how much power, no matter how much hope, in this world where she had never woken up, when she said she was in front of the expression of her sister, the figure of a man exorcising her, or even the South Fortress, who was worn out and collapsing.

Then the 'self',

"But what? Don't you dream of working hard? Or I just went to help your sister, and I can't help you?

As if to decide Lucia's heart, I've pointed out what she cares most about now.

But Lucia never gets lost or upset, she just opens her mouth after turning her straight gaze to 'herself'.

"Yeah. I know that this dream won't wake you up, or that going to help your sister won't help. That's not all. My inability to use magic properly has annoyed, tormented, and possibly killed people around me. I know that too. But..."

"But?"

"The whole reason for this is that my heart is weak... I know that too."

"... it is."

'Myself' smiles with her eyes down at Lucia's words.

In one way or another, it was a grin that I found the weakness of my opponent (Lucia) rather than watching him gently.

And 'myself' tried to keep the word going, that was the time.

'Then I'll... Huh?!

To Lucia's unexpected behavior, interrupting the words, 'Myself' unexpectedly opens her eyes like a plate.

Because... Lucia suddenly hugged me.

"I'm sorry. You suffered because I was weak, too."

"What, hey..."

'Myself' with a voice of surprise.

But I didn't try to force Lucia to peel off holding me.

"... how can I be strong"

Lucia asked 'herself' the answer, which she did not answer within her own (...) minutes (...).

"Maybe if I asked you, I'd know."

'Myself' whined those words in my ear,

"... mean"

That's what I said, I looked over Lucia's shoulder and meditated my eyes.

... and 'myself' tells him to change his tone.

'... then believe in yourself. You can't make a mistake. "

And after suddenly leaving Lucia,

Gussa!

... relentlessly stuck his arm against Lucia's chest.

"Ha?!

"That wound, I'll take it for you"

And after pouring something like red light into Lucia, she pulls her arm out.

"Ha-ha-ha... oh, that... no scratches...?

Wounds... in this case, it is about the wounds inflicted by 'myself'.

... that's not all.

"Eh... my chest... is hot...!?

Lucia broke her body to something like the pain in the back of her chest she suddenly visited.

But...

"... but you can't lose...!

Quinn...

Lucia's body starts glowing blue and white in the dark with such a tall sound.

But what's unusual about the colour?

The red began to mix with her magic, which was now blue.

It looks like purple, or magenta.

And half of the world, which should have been dark, began to gradually turn white, as she changed.

Look at Lucia like that and what the world is like.

"Really, you're mean..."

Back to back with those words, "Another Lucia" gives me a happy look somewhere.

"... Look, if you don't go soon, your sister will destroy the world, okay?

She mouths that as she watches the monitor go black for some reason.

"Yeah! You're gonna tell me!... thanks."

Shun...

And Lucia disappeared from the world.

"... spiritual world, but I don't know... what it is... I'm... guffaw..."

Bataah...

And in the space left, even as he bled out of his mouth, he grinned with joy... he looked the same as Lucia, only who (...) was left...

"Sister!

Pa!

Lucia jumped up in the sky (...) in the middle (...) and I heard such a dry noise.

Bent by the gravitational manipulation of God (?), is it a firing sound?

"What...?!

"What...?

Waltz, who solidifies after seeing Lucia, and God (?).

And Lucia herself, she hardens to see how those two are doing.

Because Waltz's hair was as light gold as his own, and it had not turned black.

"Stupid...!

"Le, Lucia! Is your chest okay?!

Waltz watched as the bullet did sink into Lucia's chest.

But...

"What? Chest?

When Lucia put her hand on her chest, she was hurt because of 'herself' (?) Although there was a hallucinogenic pain, there were no scratches in particular other than a hole of about 10mm in the clothes.

"There's nothing in it, is there? I mean, your sister hasn't destroyed the world, has she?

"What... no, if Lucia was hurt, I might have done it, but you're still safe so far..."

"... good"

Lucia was relieved that it had not become the world she had been watching on the monitor.

Apparently, time has rolled back a little from the view of the monitor seen in the black world.

Or was it just Lucia's dream from the start...

... and

Parin...

Lucia's blue bangle cracked and scattered.

"... hmm, that worked..."

Lucia was convinced by one.

"What...?

On the other hand, apparently all this time, Waltz didn't get it.

Maybe he thinks it's like some kind of whole healing pill.

"... well, fine. Because I'm just glad Lucia was safe."

That's what I say. Waltz hugging Lucia.

Gyu...

"Oh, hey, honey?!

(Hmm, it feels good to be pretentious too...)

... He treats me more like a small animal than a sister.

... That's right, there was someone nearby who was looking at those two with a difficult look on their face.

"... there is only one last sacrifice. Again, it can't be easy. It's kind of... okay. Looks like my scenario was flawed this time. Let's be clean and retreat... Maria, retreat. '

God who says so and speaks to female angels (?).

But...

"You think you can get away with this?

Chewie!!

Dogowong!!

For every burning South Fortress town, a waltz charged particle cannon that breaks God.

Yes, it's not a laser.

Before the burning town, it didn't matter to her about the earliest damage.

... but

"Such attacks will never reach me. It's no use. '

God even if you get a direct hit from a charged particle cannon (?) was pimped.

They didn't hit it in the first place.

Is it like a waltz hologram?

"Then I will!

And from Lucia, countless guided bombs are released.

It is a small magic bullet 10 mm large that shines on the magenta.

That's the rain and God (?).

DODODODODODODODODODO!!!

Would the explosive power per magic bullet be about 1t in TNT conversion?

In other words, it has the same explosive power as automotive size dynamite.

But still, the attack did not do more damage to the township of South Fortress than was necessary.

Because

"Because I've decided not to hurt anyone!

... Lucia, God (?) He surrounded him with a shield so that he would only be targeted.

Perhaps inside the shield, unimaginable pressure has been created.

That's so much nuclear fission, or nuclear fusion...

(Hey, isn't the magic stronger than usual?

Could it be a bullet (?) When it hit, I think it was caused by bathing the floating mana together, etc., waltz.

But fulfill...

After a while, when Lucia's offense stopped,

"... you disappeared..."

... There was nothing (...) left in the wall made of shields.

However,

"... back to the beginning"

Only such a voice echoed around.

"... have I missed... trouble..."

I guess that's what I meant when I heard his voice after Lucia's magical exercise.

It was a waltz that frowned, but by contrast, Lucia looked different.

"... because now it's time for you to try to protect your sister!

Looking somewhere tempered, Lucia stares at Waltz.

"Uh... Lucia? Aren't you tired?

Waltz turns his gaze in such a way that he is frightened of his sister.

"Eh... um... don't tell me!

"Don't tell me..."

After all, Waltz decided to convince him that the bangle that broke earlier had healed them all.

Meanwhile.

Quinn!!

... The battle between hunters and angels was still going on.

"Apparently, the owner ran away first, didn't he?

... a hunter sticking out a dagger with minimal movement, saying something like a villain somewhere.

Kahhhhhh!!

"Sure, it looks like he's gone back. But my Lord's life (Mei) has not yet been lifted, nor is it complete."

Angel playing hunter's dagger with his eyes meditating, precisely manipulating a giant sickle.

"I see. The village chief said that a man like him was not the Lord."

Quinn!!

"I don't know what kind of work you're doing, but it looks like Waltz and the others are free now, huh?

A hunter who recieves a sickle that flies horizontally, at the peak of a dagger.

"Yes. I am very aware of that. But there's no problem because it's not going to be a major obstacle to accomplishing the task"

Such a hunter frowned upon the words of an angel, once distanced himself from her.

"... what the hell are you going to do"

in response to such a hunter's inquiry. The angel,

"... right. It's about time, so you won't mind talking."

And the angel had a sickle stone clash (?) stabbed to the ground and said with his eyes closed.

"Recovery of samples from the Alexandros clan..."

"... eh...?

The expression disappears from the hunter.

At the same time,

Dogowong!!

Apparently there was a magic formation nearby that hadn't raised the firepillar yet, and now it blew out a fierce flame.

In such a view, the angel opened his mouth quietly again.

"Because of the explosion, you didn't seem to hear it. Then I'll just say it again."

And against the hunter who lost his expression, I told him.

"To stop you and your demons until you capture the Alexandros family. That's the task I've been tasked with."

Now is the time, without a doubt, from the hands of the hunter who heard the words of the angel,

Khin... Karan, Karan, Karan...

The dagger slipped off and broke.