Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Before dinner, Teresa had behavior that was routine.

No, to be precise, should I say the routine I was doing after dinner?

This day, the cook (?) The hunter, who was late for the meeting, was late for dinner.

So Teresa came to the temple to set the routine within not too late.

... In short, it is a grave visit.

"I'm scared..."

Teresa walks towards the altar inside an already dimmed temple.

"... then why don't we come in the morning?

And water dragons that are attached, because they're scared.

"No? Concubine, I don't like getting up early..."

... merely, just sloppy... maybe.

Nevertheless, when I am in Wang Capital, I continue to visit the tomb indispensably every day.

As the two walked back inside the temple,

"Ah..."

In front of the altar at the top of the stone staircase, a huge shadow was seated.

"Did you stay here, Waltz..."

Teresa squeaks when she sees the appearance of manoeuvre armor.

... But Waltz, who is usually supposed to give back an immediate reaction, didn't respond today for some reason.

"Hmm? Waltz?

Again, when Teresa calls out,

"Hih!?

... out of nowhere, I thought I heard that voice.

"Good... Phew... oh, Teresa and the water dragon. What can I do for you?

As if nothing had happened, the manoeuvring armor (waltz) turned.

Did you do something?

"Huh? Huh... hey, come to the grave..."

With that said, Waltz turns his gaze toward the altar.

"Well... let's take the trouble..."

"That's not true. It's like I'm the cause of it."

"Well, don't say that"

And when Teresa stood next to Waltz, she joined hands in front of the grave.

"What happened to my father and mother was that there was nothing I could do. Even if the Lord did not show up in the king's capital, he was ravaged by Vega and Altair in the end. No, rather, because you have the Lord, you can say that the people of the King's capital were able to live, and that the concubine was able to meet the Lord in this way."

"... yes"

Listening to Theresa like that, Waltz also drooped his head (like this) toward the altar, joining hands of manoeuvring armor.

Of course, the water dragon is with us.

"Oh, that doesn't mean the water dragon's bad, does it?

"What? Why is there a...?

"Ah... no, it's nothing..."

He was Teresa, who was worried that the water dragon, a former Altair man, was weirdly rubbing his mind, but the water dragon himself didn't seem to care at all.

By the way, Waltz.

After unwrapping his matching hands, he looks back at Waltz and Theresa opens her mouth.

"What could it be?

"Lord, don't you actually have weaknesses?

"No, there isn't."

After a while, the waltz to answer.

"Suspicious..."

"If I said no, I wouldn't!

And Waltz turned his back on Teresa and the others.

"(... don't you have something to hide about this?

"(I agree...)"

In a completely quiet temple, a whispering Theresa and the Water Dragon.

Thanks to this, it wasn't a nite story at all, but Waltz didn't have anything to say about it anyway.

"... hey? Do you suddenly hear weaknesses or something?

"Actually? Water dragons have a terrible weakness..."

"Weaknesses?"

"Uhm. The water dragon? Can I give it a try?

"What... when they do that, it hurts plain?

"Um... so get some water ready in advance, and if you feel any pain, why don't you just do it?

"... Not really, I don't want to, but let's put our bodies up in front of the Lord, this water dragon!

... so Teresa, who drew water for cleansing that was in the temple, returns to the waiting altar of the water dragon and waltz.

"As hard as I can tell you..."

While Teresa was going to fetch water, Waltz seemed to hear from herself about the weakness of the water dragon.

"But if this is also a rite of passage to be with the Lord, it depends on giving up."

With that said, a water dragon makes a grip in front of his chest.

"Mm-hmm. So let's just say we start. You ready for this? A water dragon."

"Yes. Nice to meet you, huh?

"Now, hurry up..."

... and Theresa said.

"Your whole body is shiny..."

(... under what circumstances...)

waltz that raises questions,

"My whole body is shiny...?

Water dragon repeating Theresa's voice.

Behind her brain, she must be floating about herself with her body turning shiny.

... then,

"Wow!

Suddenly, the water dragon began to scratch the algae.

"Hey, water dragon?!

Watch how it goes, warm waltz.

"Now, water it up!

Basha!

Relentless, Teresa hangs the water she has drawn all over the body of the water dragon.

But...

"Wow! Yes, it hurts...!!

The water dragon could not heal dry...

"?! Mi, in water! Bring more water!

And Teresa tried to get down the stone stairs.

That is the time.

Bohun!

... sounds like that, the body of a water dragon can play, and the area is surrounded by smoke.

"... Shh, the water dragon's body... splashed...!?

Teresa flashed to see how it was.

"Wah, because of my concubine, the water dragon... the water dragon!!

When Teresa is storing large tears in her eyes,

"Huh... that hurt..."

... I could hear such a wild voice.

"... Oh, Waterdragon, didn't I get it back?

"Oh? Speaking of which, you don't have long arms or legs..."

When the smoke drifted around the area scratched out, a giant salpent dragon (water dragon) appeared from it.

"Shh, water dragon!

To the water dragon that appeared, Teresa cuddles to the water dragon by accident.

"I'm so sorry! I'm not doing this anymore!

as the chest plate of the water dragon (?) Theresa filling her nostrils.

But the water dragon didn't have the color to blame her.

"No, as a nonsense, now that we know we can get it back together, we can say that's a huge gain, right? Sure, I don't want you to say it inadvertently, but I agree with you on this one, so I'm not going to say anything about it."

"... um... gu... no more... gu..."

"... ha... surprise you"

No waltz at all surprised.

"So, what are you going to do with the water dragon? Do you want to stay in the temple?

"No, it's... if it's possible, I want to go back to being human."

"But it doesn't mean you can go back to being a water dragon again, does it?

"Still, I don't mind. Or if you stay here like this, you could be a crusader..."

She wouldn't have said it a few weeks ago. A water dragon who speaks the language.

Apparently, he learned the rules of people's worlds.

"... okay. Then I'll go up to the energy and get the mana you keep, so just wait here for a while."

That said, when Waltz became transparent, he left the temple.

"... it's like a grave guard, isn't it?

Teresa speaks of the feeling of a water dragon wrapping around a curtain between the altars, even though her eyes are bright red.

"... In fact, there was no such thing as a 'tomb' in the world of Nong et al."

With that said, the water dragon turned his neck toward the altar.

"... all things that live and live are eaten by the strong, and one day their strong will also be preyed upon by the next generation of the strong. In that life, we couldn't afford to build graves."

"Hmm. Something like that..."

"But you look like a human, and you start to live amongst human beings, and things are about to change."

"... hasn't changed, has it?

"No, it's not that easy to change..."

With that said, the water dragon smiles bitterly at the appearance of the Serpent Dragon.

It has not been a month since the water dragon began to live among men.

Still, without rejecting a new way of life, can she say that she has considerable adaptive abilities?

When the two of them are having such an exchange, Waltz returns.

"Yes, please."

Basha!

... any waltz that hangs mana without getting confirmation from the water dragon.

Then,

Bohun!!

And there was a sound, and the water dragon went back to being a person (?).

However, unfortunately, I was naked because my clothes were torn when I replied.

"Phew... when you transform, your body still hurts..."

"In time, don't you get used to it?

"No, to the boulder, to the non. Such adaptability..."

"Then why don't you try it?

"... no more, I don't like it"

The water dragon answers instantly with a bitter smile.

"Just kidding."

"... ha..."

As far as how she sighed from the bottom of her heart, she indulged in more than she looked.

"Whoa, this is already such a time. The hunter's waiting for dinner, right?

"Has it already been that time? Early."

"What made me happiest when I became a person was that I thought the meal was delicious."

With such an exchange, the three of them turned to the dining room (energy) after they went to fetch the water dragon's spare clothes.

After meals.

"Dinner was delicious this evening, but for the meal made by the Hunter's Hall, it was quite simple, huh?

"Isn't it always a luxury?

"Mm-hmm. That's a denial."

But delicious is justice.

"Mm-hmm. That's denial, too."

The two came back to the library.

"I'm a little sleepy, but I made a promise to Cortex. Let's see if we can find the rest of the paperwork."

"Right. Let's put together a picture book."

It's been awhile since the two of them headed to their desks, when the water dragon started rowing the ship...

"... hmm? What the hell is this?

Teresa noticed that the Mid-Eden White Paper was mixed with some different paperwork.

"... it's not a formula..."

"... nha?!... duh, what's wrong? Dear Teresa?"

... I don't know what you reacted to, but the nagging water dragon wakes up.

"This is the kind of paperwork I was reading that mixed things up."

"... what the hell is it like?

A water dragon glances at Teresa's documents.

... then,

"That's a spell. I have no idea."

"It's not a spell, it's a formula."

"Formula?"

"Mm-hmm. I don't know much about concubines, but it's like a rule for free manipulation of numbers."

"Numbers... wow...!

The moment I heard the word number, the water dragon with its head down and roaring.

"Duh, what's wrong?! No way, there's a weakness..."

"Well, weakness... maybe so... If you look at the numbers, you're going to have a headache."

"... well, I guess so..."

It is called a numerical allergy.

I suddenly woke up to my eyes because I felt there was an allergen (number) nearby...

That's what I'd call a talent.

"But I wonder what the formula is..."

Teresa looks at the paperwork,

"Mm? Page number?

I notice it says p.384 down there.

"... I wonder if there are other similar documents in this report that are misleading..."

Theresa then opened the Mid-Eden White Paper from one end.

... then,

"Oh. Again, don't let anything else get lost..."

As she thought, the document with another page number was misplaced in the white paper.

"Now, it's not a painting..."

The report Teresa found contained some sort of, snobbery-shaped, ship-like diagram.

There's more.

"Delta rules?

I also found a page with some sort of theoretical detail.

After that, I will find several documents.

And where I found about 30 documents, I found a page that said p.001.

... Well, by then, Teresa had predictions about what the paperwork was.

"... Introduction to Aircraft Design..."

p.001 simply said that.

"The Col one... you let this get mixed up in the report..."

Reasonably, Teresa said she was loud enough to read the paperwork.

"... what paperwork was it?

Until earlier, the water dragon, who looked at the numbers and was neat, came back to talk to me about it.

... but

"... no, I don't know"

conceal p.001 and pretend not to know Theresa.

It was when Sylvia tried to look through this Mid-Eden White Paper that Cortex refused to do so.

Theresa thought Cortex was reluctant to see documents other than herself.

Fortunately, the water dragon here cannot read the letters in the first place.

Where we worked together, unless Teresa leaked information or Shui Long showed genius talent and remembered the words in a short time, the contents of the documents would not be leaked.

Alternatively, it is not inconceivable that the senators, maids and deacons who come to the library will see them, but when Teresa leaves here, she will be punished by a forbidden, keyed shelf, so it will not come true to look inside unless she destroys the shelf.

"(I see... you have at least nearly 400 pages of misguided documents in your report... Cortex. Unless you remember the report, it doesn't mean you won't teach me how to build a plane...)"

With that said, his gaze remains sharp, and he grins, Teresa.

"Hmm. Why don't we do it!

And arouse.

... then.

"... oh? Master Teresa, you seem to have more tails, don't you?

"Hmm? Oh, it's not true... it's increasing to three. I don't know. It's a tail."

Even so, without worrying about the increased tail, Teresa glanced at the paperwork.

The water dragon, too.

"(Master Teresa seems to be getting serious... I wonder if Noon will do his best here!

He was tempered and turned his gaze to the picture book.

Thus, day after day, in the corner of the library, a wall made of some pile of documents and a pile of picture books will be created...

The people who built the walls never noticed, but one of the later Royal Castle Seven Wonders... or so.