Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Deep inside Mid-Eden Royal Castle...

Of course the people, in a room where they don't even know the maids and deacons who live in the royal castle...

"Huh, ah... there... there... there...!

There was a silver-haired fox girl who raised a voice similar to that gasp.

And on top of her, there was another overlapping fox girl, who looked exactly the same, trying to be a horse rider...

"Dear Teresa ~? Aren't they elaborate enough ~?

Bakiba kick!

Cortex pushes his shoulder bump as he pulls Teresa's arm back, raising the sound that

Somehow, Teresa's shoulders, which were neither big breasts nor clerical work, were badly stiffened.

... is also for historical reasons,

"This is what happens when you use too much magic. I don't know how. 'Meki...' Ha...!

That's why.

I mean, he just couldn't do it with Endelucia's crestling, but appeared not as a shoulder... but as a muscle stiffness all over his body.

It should be noted that correctly, one of the symptoms appeared because the magic accumulated in cells throughout the body was used at once.

Incidentally, this room where they are was a relaxing room set up by Waltz on the underground surface of the Royal Castle.

The room was illuminated with a calm brightness not even dim... and equipped to burn aromatic oil and incense.

Next to it, there was a reading room, a Zazen room, and even a simple office, a place where people who felt tired in the royal castle could work in peace.

"Have you been drinking the mana properly taken from South Fortress ~?

To a great deal of stiffness, the special effects of overuse of magic (?) Cortex asks if you are ingesting mana that is.

"Mm-hmm. Sure. Instead, you have to drink it."

... by the way, there's no alcohol in it.

Theresa opens her mouth to Xu (Momo) after being relieved of stiffness all over her body.

"By the way... this equipment Waltz made for me... don't you think there's something missing?

"What is it ~?

"... in the bath"

"Is it a bath ~?

Is that so ~, Cortex returning words like that.

"No... if you go to the royal castle, you have a bath, but still, don't you think it's strange that there's no bath in the place to refresh your mind and body?

"Right ~... as far as I'm concerned, I'd rather have a hot spring than a bath ~"

... Cortex had a higher level of demand than Teresa.

"Hot Springs..."? My concubine hasn't been in yet, but as far as I can tell, she doesn't ascend or... "

"Doesn't that generally fit ~? I don't even know what it feels like because I'm just knowledge, too, but it seems that some people actually ascend ~?

... but with acute myocardial infarction or stroke.

"Well... that's definitely not something I'd like to come in..."

"But there's no place near Wang Du where hot springs are gushing out ~"

"Hmm... then do I have to ask Waltz?

"That would be good ~. Perhaps your sister and everyone else would like to go to the hot springs ~?

Cortex to say so, referring to Waltz's preferences that remained in him.

"Um, so good hurries, right?

And Teresa got out of bed, got up...

but

come on...

Pepper...

Into the ground immediately.

"... you can't impose it because your body hasn't healed yet ~?

With that said, Cortex tries to turn around behind Teresa and lift her hand aside.

"Ugh, um... Thanks to Cortex's massage, I thought it was a lot better, but inside, I don't want to..."

It's only been a day since I came back from Endelucia.

I couldn't say I was feeling much better, but I wasn't feeling back that easily.

With the help of Cortex, Teresa, who managed to get up, lowers her back to the wheelchair that was nearby.

"Give it to me..."

"(... Dear Teresa ~? When you only hear your voice, you look like your grandma ~?

Nevertheless, Cortex doesn't make an extra point because it actually looks spicy.

"Then go to Waltz's, go direct!

"Yes, let's go"

Then, Cortex pushed Teresa's wheelchair and proceeded to the passage leading to the underground workshop.

"... yeah, not now"

"Eh..."

Teresa and Cortex raise their voices of surprise at Waltz's words as soon as he said he wanted to go to the hot springs.

Even Cortex with the same neurochip as Waltz never thought Waltz would reject it.

But Waltz's words had a continuation.

"'Cause I, I don't look like this? I wish I looked like a hologram, because I don't feel anything when I take a bath like this, and the atmosphere is ruined..."

I mean, he doesn't hate it, that's why.

"Hmm, right.... Did I mention that repairing your Lord's body (hologram) takes about a month?

"That's about it. I'm still in the process of making..."

With that said, I think about manoeuvre armor (waltz) with my hands on my chin.

On a huge workbench installed near the energy, there was a massive amount of something like a clear mass, a metal of liquid, and a square plate about a pinky nail.

Apparently, the material for fixing the holographic system.

But...

"If only we had the material, could we do it a little faster?

Waltz that smells not just the material as it stands, but the lack of material in the first place.

"Hmm?"

"What?"

"Hmm..."

"Really..."

Waltz's words are echoed not only by Teresa, but also by his fellow listeners.

"... by the way, what am I missing?

"Well... mainly in organic polymeric optical materials and MEMS optical devices used for scattering control, and microactuator arrays for power transmission..."

And Waltz started casting spells...

Whenever she mouths a missing material (part), is the light lost from Teresa's eyes because it still has a cursive effect (mainly sleep)...

"I wonder if... It's not a big part, but it's the hardest part of building a device to make it. For example, chemical plants and textile machines for the manufacture of optical resins... As far as actuator manufacturing..."

And finally, my soul began to fall out of my people...

Teresa would be the proof that it's turning white and something is starting to fall out of her mouth.

"Do you feel that? So, it's a missing material..."

"Eh..."

There's more to Waltz chanting ingredients beyond the realm of understanding...?, and my colleagues, who began to feel the earliest despair.

But Waltz's last words were surprisingly simple.

"After all, without oil..."

"Shishiyu?

At last a simple word came out, so my colleagues mouthed the name of that unknown material.

"Yeah, oil. It's a burning liquid, if that's easy to say. Well, it's like a hot spring."

"Sister ~? I don't know about that ~?

"No, it's the same thing in that if you dig it, it'll come out of the ground, right?

"That's true ~..."

Mobile armor bathes (?) Neither hot springs nor crude oil change for what they do.

The guys who were listening to Waltz and Cortex like that,

"Hmm... isn't the hot spring a burning liquid...?

"It's a rumor that you're comfortable rising to heaven, isn't it?

"Does that mean burning to death while bathing?

"Maybe a regular bath would be nice..."

It was to imagine the unknown hot spring 'oil bath'...

Apparently, everyone has never been in a hot spring.

"Hmm. So you want to go to a hot spring that the Countess used to go to before?

'I agree (bye)!

"... but when the hologram is repaired,"

It is called lifting and dropping.

"That's why I want oil. Cortex?"

"Yes, according to the results of a domestic geological survey, in a relatively shallow formation near North Fortress, a small amount, but it looks like the presence of oil has been confirmed ~"

"Boulder, you're fast on information..."

"Yes, because it's important to know about your country first before you know another country ~"

To Cortex's words, somehow, Teresa feels uncomfortable.

"Of course, I reported it to Master Teresa, didn't I? ~?

"... you know, a bunch of dictionary-like reports (...) or... you can't, you read"

2000 pages of one book.

It is a total of 30 Mid-Eden White Papers.

Even if Teresa doesn't want to see it, wouldn't it be a report she wants so much that she can get her hands off her throat for other countries?

"... Dear Teresa... will you take a look ~?

"No... of? I appreciate you putting this together for me, but..."

Teresa having trouble reacting to Cortex with a sad look on her face.

In that case,

"Then I'll read it!

Prestigiously Sylvia raised her hand.

He seemed to think that he had a few opportunities to be active in the Intelligence Department.

But...

"Rejected ~?

Gogogogogogogo...

and Cortex with a grin and instant answers.

"Hih, hih..."

Sylvia atrophies because she feels like Cortex's side audio contains some egetznai language.

"This is also the mission of those who rule the country ~"

"Ugh, um..."

And Teresa, half-compulsory, was to face a massive amount of paperwork.

... without even knowing that the contents of the paperwork would be irreplaceable to her.

"Well, Teresa sorts out the paperwork. If you're in oil... it's just the right opportunity, and maybe we should ask Julia and Sylvia to source it?

"What... what's just right?

Julia overhears Waltz's words.

"You work for the Intelligence Department? Well... I hope you'll find out what the oil (...) is. So, if possible, you want me to know how it turns out?

"What... Oh, yes. I'll do my best!"

I hesitated for a moment because Waltz had never asked me to gather information straight away, but I would get back to my usual routine and respond immediately.

"Wow, me too, I'll do my best..."

After Julia, Sylvia responds.

But I wasn't feeling well.

Apparently, he's dragging on the fact that I don't know why Cortex didn't allow me to view the documents.

I thought it might be about oil, but since then, her doubts seem to have deepened about Cortex not showing how she would react to Julia and her own words.

"Please."

'Yes!'

With such doubts in their hearts, Julia and Sylvia departed from the king's capital within that day to go to North Fortress.