Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"... let's get you to the stuffing house"

"What?!

To the words of the soldier, two men to set themselves up.

"Hey, why?

It was so abrupt that when Julia asked why,

"I'm dressed suspiciously like that. I assume you're hiding something that no one can tell you?

and guards who answer as they look at Sylvia.

"Hey..."

... Apparently, it was caused by her suspicious black coat.

"(Dear Cortex-!!

Sylvia is going to scream from the bottom of her heart by accident.

"(Ah... here's the karma...)"

This happened because I suspected the gatekeeper earlier, I think, Julia.

Note that the causal rhythm is completely irrelevant.

By the way, there was nothing else for the Cortex to give him the black hooded coat, except to hide Sylvia's wings.

If you say so,

"The eyes of the world, those who act sneakingly in the eyes of men, are those that, after all, are dressed in black coats ~"

Is it as preconceived as that?

... her brains, too, are copies of waltz.

Forget it.

The question is what to do with the current situation, which has been surrounded by guards.

That said, there was a proper way to deal with these occasions in the Intelligence Department manual.

Eye meditating Julia.

And

Stuff!

I jumped on the edge of the fountain that was behind me and drew the soldiers' gaze on me before I said it.

... but with your eyes glowing bright red.

"We're normal town daughters. So it's not suspicious, it's not dangerous. Soldiers. Go back to where you came from."

Julia exercises the power of the Satanic Eye, a capability peculiar to Sacubas.

It should be noted that this was simply written in the Information Department manual.

"If you are in distress, leave with your strength."

... At the earliest, it was a wording that could not even be described as a manual, but the words had a special significance because the intelligence department to which they belonged was full of people with peculiar abilities.

In short, you must use your abilities to survive.

Those who cannot do this cannot even belong to the intelligence department in the first place...

... In the first place, there are no people in the Intelligence Department who would be caught by the enemy.

"Oh... go back"

"Right..."

"The next patrol..."

The guards turn around 180 degrees and walk away as they stand in front of Julia, who is posing suspiciously.

As far as its appearance was concerned, Yulia's demonic eye seemed to have worked properly.

It should be noted that the difference with Theresa's spiritual magic is its permanence.

Julia's demonic eye is literally only while her eyes are glowing.

Teresa's spiritual magic never expired once exercised.

If Julia and the Dreamers had a lasting effect on the Devil's Eye, the world would have been ruled by the Dreamers by now.

... so,

"Hey! Junior! We need to get dressed for another now!

Julia speaks up.

Before the demonic eye expires, if we don't do something about Sylvia's suspicious coat, we still have the possibility to take care of the guards again.

... but Sylvia's reaction was slightly different from Julia's expectations.

"... seniors... do you hate me, Master Cortex..."

With that said, Sylvia grips the sleeve of her coat.

He feels there's a thorn in Cortex's attitude toward himself when he gives me a coat of suspicion by the guards or doesn't show me the report.

On top of that,

"... because unlike me, everyone else, I don't have any special abilities..."

He seems to think.

Indeed, Sylvia did not possess any special abilities, such as demonic eyes, that could be used to cut through the predicament, as Julia did.

But Julia denies it.

"Hmm, don't think that's all. 'Cause I think people who can fly are special enough"

"Is it..."

For Sylvia, who is usually near Waltz and Julia, she didn't seem to have such a special feeling about being able to fly in the sky itself.

"Because as long as you can fly the sky, you can climb the tall walls without any tools, gather information from the sky, right? If you try anything else, assassinate, run, burn..."

"... hmm? What are you cooking?

"Anyway, junior, I think you should have more of yourself. I fly faster than I do."

"Ha ha..."

Sylvia to be rejuvenated, as if she could stand halfway up.

"... yes. I get it!

And she always had the same bright look on her face as if to shake off the concerns that were in her.

... provided that:

"Hey, you guys! Don't move!"

"Ah..."

I needed to pay the price for that...

Then the two men who scattered the guards this time, after securing an inn to serve as a base for the investigation of what would be 'Sekiyu (petroleum)', also took a break there and rolled out to the town.

By the way, Sylvia stopped wearing a black coat and now she's wearing a bright raincoat.

However, since the sky is clear weather, could it still be considered to be within critical tolerances of being a little suspicious but unable to write a voice to the guards?

"Nah, just around that fountain, isn't that oddly tightly guarded?

Sylvia looks away from the fountain with her mouth full of a slightly earlier dinner bought at the stall (if waltz is a mimic bird skewer).

"Sure... Maybe that's why the guards called me."

Julia agrees with her junior words.

"What is it? That fountain. It smelled weird, but..."

"It didn't feel like dirty water, did it? It was clear and..."

Watching the fountain as the two exchanged like that, one old man took a bucket (a barrel of wood) and walked into the fountain into his eyes.

Then, after showing the guard something like a card made of wooden planks, he put the bucket in the fountain to draw the liquid, held it like it mattered, and went straight into the house that was nearby.

One, another, and the people of the city come to fetch the water of the fountain, skinning such an old man.

At that time, everyone was presenting their cards to the guards, so apparently the cards are permits to assemble the water from the fountain.

"... we all take it home, but... what do you use it for?

"You're taking it home so, so important..."

Townspeople who say it's probably hot, but take it home with a bucket that looks important.

Why on earth do you all look so happy?

"Ha! Could this be..."

"Hmm? What's wrong with raising your voice like a tempo? Senior."

"Isn't that water 'Sekiyu'?

"Oh, I see!

Having never actually seen oil, they seemed to think the liquid stored in the fountain was oil.

... so the two of them, who successfully ordered an undercover operative-stained stealth mission and drew liquid from the fountain, returned to the inn room.

Well, Julia just used the Devil's Eye.

"Hmm... I knew you smelled..."

With that said, Sylvia smells cum by putting her face closer to the liquid stored in the bucket (the one she picked up).

If she was a cat or horse, she must have a framen reaction.

"... I've been meaning to tell you that juniors are... dangerous people?

"What are you talking about, senior? Please look at the people around Master Waltz and then say those words, including seniors!

Rude!, Sylvia like that.

"Oh, yeah... something, I'm sorry..."

Julia herself seems to have had consciousness, but... well, leave that alone, it is.

"Well, hurry up, why don't you put on a fire (...)?

"Yes!"

Then Yulia slowly removes a small stick and cloth from the bag, plus a wire (made of waltz) and a match.

It is called a Matsuaki (Tamaki) set.

And after making impromptu pine lights, dip the tip of the pine lights in the liquid you've been drawing without any hesitation, extra moisture to keep them from dripping on the floor (?) Cut.

"So, I have it, so juniors light it?

"What? Is that good? Bye..."

When I say that, Sylvia rubs the match that was on her desk against the lacquered wall and adds it.

"... will you?

And she brought the match fire closer to the pine light...

Ji...

"Is that it? I won't get there"

Dogowong!!

Dwong!!

... and one inn disappeared from the town of North Fortress.

Apparently, the liquid from the fountain was not a hot spring.