Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Bassa. Bassa...

and Julia and Sylvia going sky.

"... seniors... I'm tired..."

"... me too..."

Fly from Wang Du for 5 hours.

They were flying without rest.

No, I should say I was forced to fly without rest...

Huyn!

... a flying body passes through them at high speeds.

"Hino?!

And two people desperate to increase altitude and speed.

What the hell is going on?

"My stuff's gone that way!

"Demons!

"Is that Sacubas and Harpy!?

and were being chased by the villagers.

In short,

"Flying Man", "Demon Nation", "Enemy of Man"

That's why.

That's what I said about discrimination in the South and around Wang Capital (?) No, but in the northern territories close to the territory of the Demon Nation, though they cross a number of countries, the eyes will differ from those of the Demon Nation, which is different from their own.

It's just that there's an ambiguous line call about where it's from and where it's from being human, so I'm like, 'What is a demon?' No one could answer the question accurately.

For example, ghosts (?) In the case of Silanui, who is, he is a normal human being if he can't even see the horns.

Alternatively, although there are differences in skin colour and wings, Julia is also exactly the same as man in the structure of her body.

If I were to say so, would it only be the difference as to whether or not the place where I originally lived was ruled by the Demon King?

... In other words, a line call about where is the devil tribe from and where is man from is a futile argument to do just that.

Just because we look different from ourselves, trying to exclude others may, in a sense, be described as a kind of habit programmed into human (human) genes.

Note that Sylvia is not a harpy, she is a winged man.

The reason Julia's identity was found out would be that she was flying without wings while dressed as a human using transformative magic, so there could only be an erasure legal sacubus.

In that sense, if Waltz floats with gravitational control, they will all be treated like Sacubas?

Now, the Julians, who waved away the villagers who chased themselves at considerable speeds, plunged into the halfway point between Wang Du and North Fortress just at sundown.

The altitude was not so high, but on the brittle ground and because the streets were through the cliffs, it is said to be the most difficult place for wingless people to head to for North Fortress.

Normally, there's nothing to camp in a dangerous place like this...

"Hey, today, here, of, Nojuku, ok..."

and Julia, who breathes constantly.

When she discovered a cliff just off the street and landed, she quickly went in and couldn't move a step further... etc.

"Sa, I agree... ahhh, shoulder pain..."

With that said, Silvia makes a cockroach noise by turning her neck and arms.

He's got muscle aches because he's been torturing his wings too badly.

Can it be said that Sylvia, who weighs less than Julia, can still afford it physically?

"At times like this, when the hunters are around, they come out with warm soup, bread and meat,"

"Senior, shall we stop? Imagine I want to go home sexually."

"But why are hunters, knights, making everyone's rice..."

"You said he was a hobby."

"Hobbies..."

Could it be, a bridesmaid training? I think so, Julia.

Well, if you're a hunter, can't you get married without doing something about hunting for a hobby and day class before all the bridesmaid training?

Thereafter, Julia and Sylvia unfold the Girls Talk as they ascended to the meal they brought from the Wang capital.

When I realized, the sun also fell, and a great moon was shining in the sky.

"I'm tired today, so let's go to bed..."

Huh... to Julia, who's always active,

"I agree..."

Mmm! Silvia stretching her back all the time.

After we both get into our sleeping bags, we'll watch the night sky and discuss tomorrow.

"Will you be able to chase me like today tomorrow..."

You remembered that the villagers chased you, Sylvia, grumbling.

"Maybe... the safest thing to do is not fly, but walk away..."

If you don't fly in the first place, and you walk around hiding your wings, you're almost (...) less worried about getting attacked.

"I hope to see you soon, Master Waltz."

"That's right."

I want to help Waltz, even at some risk.

The two felt the same.

"... oh... I want to hug..."

"... I want to smell..."

... mainly in the sense that it has a lower heart.

Even though I said I'd go to bed already, Julia and Sylvia have waltz rigging ever since.

In the end the two slept when the moon also set and the date changed.

... Note that

"... I figured I'd stop fixing it..."

Julia and Sylvia were unaware of the presence of those who were listening to the two conversations over the radio...

I thought so.

It's normal for them to take turns to take turns not to be attacked by demons, but there were times when the place where they got off was in the middle of a cliff or too tired for two people who fell asleep without a lookout.

But this will divide them later.

"... cold?!

Around the time, like whether the sky was white or not, Julia jumped up in the cold so much.

"... Oh, I was in the wild..."

And Julia trying to get round in her sleeping bag and fall asleep again.

"... it's not!

But it jumps up again.

"What... this cold..."

When he came out of his sleeping bag, the chills and chin were so shaky that they dominated the area.

"Hey... junior! Wake up!

Petite petite...

Julia slapping Sylvia on the cheek.

"... Oh, Grandma... you picked me up..."

"No! I mean, I'm dying!?

I'm getting somewhat scared of Sylvia's bedtime speech. When Julia slaps her cheek a little harder,

"I've never even hit my grandfather!

And, apparently, Sylvia, who was a grandpa and grandpa, woke up with her eyes.

"Ah, seniors. Good morning... eh! You'll be cold for a while today..."

Sylvia shakes her body brutally as she says so.

"(Junior! Something's wrong around here. We should leave right away, right?

Julia speaks to Sylvia in a low voice, asking what was going on around her.

"(Is something wrong?

"(I don't know... but it can't be this cold this time of year)"

At the end of the gaze directed by Julia, who said so, frost had fallen on the grass that was growing on the cliff and turned bright white.

"(OK)"

And two people who gear up sleeping bags and other camps.

"(Are you ready?

"(So...?

Julia realizes that there is some kind of shadow on the crosswalk that stretches under her eyes when she lifts the bag with her luggage in it.

"(... that...)"

Then, paying attention to his surroundings, he lay down on the ground and began to ask him what the path was like.

"(... Snowwoman?

"(Um, is it like a monster with a hairy twat?

"(Probably not that, snowman (yeti)?

Note that snowwomen are not hairy.

At the end of Julia's gaze, there is somehow one woman (Snowwoman?) peered under the cliff and looked for something.

"(What are you looking for?

Sylvia shrugs, laying low on the ground, just like Julia.

"(Maybe it was us...)"

"(What is it, that scary development)"

But luckily, there were times when the distance was a little away and the fire wasn't burning, and nothing seemed like Julia and the others would find it.

"(... isn't now the time to execute Master Waltz's adage?

"(... right. I agree)"

"(Let's Run)"

And the two flew without sound, trying to be dispersed in the sky, which was not yet bright...