Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

6 Previous-19 Storm Edition 5

The next day the weather is rainy.

The maximum temperature is expected to be 22 degrees.

As for this period, could it be said that the temperature is much lower?

In such weather, Lucia's baptism by the Pope of the National Church was about to take place in a church that had been tried and brought in as a suspect in the witch trial.

... some of the priests look at Lucia and look at her stunned gaze or

"Ah..."

and those who pray with their fingers together as they show how touched they are.

Furthermore,

Bataah...

Somehow, there were even those who fainted.

... Did you even remember to try it?

Lucia walks away with a grin against them.

Of course, it's not like I'm one of her.

Behind Lucia, Teresa (chancellor), Cortex (secretary), followed by the hunter.

The church they were walking through was almost completely destroyed by Waltz a few months ago, but was then fully restored in a very short time with a budget from Parliament for church reconstruction.

To repair it in a short time, Mid-Eden's GDP conversion sprained up a budget to 1% for rebuilding, but where the hell did all that money come from boiling over?

... is the pocket money (metal material) Waltz was storing (?).

Speaking of Bushi sounds good... but the truth of the matter is, it goes without saying that it is damages due to the destruction.

Forget that.

When Lucia and the others enter the prepared holding room and close the door, the silence suddenly surrounds the area whether the sound is made to be blocked.

Among other things, the first person to open his mouth was the hunter.

"Lucia. Are you sure it's good? You don't mind if I help you escape, do you?

A hunter, who among his companions has been in a long relationship alongside Waltz, asks his sister (...), who had smiled down his hand at the crowd until earlier, with a worrying look on her face.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Because I'm your sister, your hunter's sister."

"... sorry"

That's what I said. A hunter embracing Lucia.

"What are you doing like a lifetime goodbye? Hunter Hall."

You already got back on your feet, Teresa doesn't have a look like a hunter anymore.

"Something... I feel Lucia's going a long way..."

"Hmm? Then let's ask. Lord, what do you think of the brave men of Endelucia?

"... thinking about it, you're feeling better"

A hunter with a bitter smile, remembering the brave man who would still be fainting somewhere in the basement workshop today.

"Mm-hmm. That's good."

Seeing the look on the face of such a hunter, Teresa smiled satisfied.

"Teresa, you're feeling better"

"Of course not. Even though Miss Lucia is fine, what about the concubine?

"Right... thanks. Teresa."

That's what makes me laugh, Lucia.

But is it out of tension or is it because of the fact that her grin was a little stiff?

"Okay, Lucia. It's time to start getting ready for makeup and wearing ~?

"Yeah. Please, Cole"

... and preparations began for the sunny stage of Lucia's brave debut.

"What do you think ~?

As a matter of course, Cortex asked Lucia, who had finished making out and wearing.

"Yeah! Something awesome, brave! I feel like it!

Lucia poses in front of the mirror with a light mail (made of misril) and the cape she has used so far, made to suit her, plus a long sword engraved with the national chapter of the Mid-Eden Republic.

"But I'm not a swordsman, am I?

"It's a formal object, so please wear it as it is"

"Hmm. Okay."

Lucia snorted at Cortex's words.

"If you look at it like this, you're like a real brave man, right?

"Hey, Teresa. Not like that. You're a real brave guy, aren't you?

"Oh, yeah..."

... In Theresa, Lucia = The Brave still doesn't seem to be able to construct it.

such a fold,

Con, con...

I heard knocking on the door of the room.

"Go ahead?"

I was already dressed, so when Lucia threw her voice at the door,

"Do you have time now?

The brave men of Endelusia appeared.

Apparently, he didn't get in Catalina's way today.

"Ah, brave..."

"... you don't have to impose it on me, do you? I mean, from now on, Lucia's a brave man, so if we'd called each other" brave men, "we wouldn't know why."

Saying so, the brave man smiled bitterly.

"Bye, Mr. Leo."

"Mr. Leo...? Not bad."

"So, what's up? Leo?"

"... where did 'Mr' go..."

A brave man who says he doesn't have to 'mr.' himself, but if he can't, he gets uncomfortable somewhere.

"... No, all of a sudden, the great man of the country made me brave, and I just came to see if I was confused. Looks like there's nothing wrong with that."

"Yeah, we're good, right? Is Mr. Brave okay? Stay here..."

He was supposed to be standing in Catalina's way on Leah's side, but...

"Oh. I'm here today to see Lucia clear instead of Catalina."

Because of circumstances, a brave man came instead of Catalina, who could not leave Leah's side for a moment.

"Well... thank you, brother Leo!

"Hmm? What's going on?

"... no, it's nothing. Well, if you don't know anything, ask me anything. I'll tell you anything you can answer as a brave senior."

"Yeah. Thanks"

The brave man, who somehow itched to see Lucia smiling, scratched his head with a bitter smile.

"Well, it's time ~. Time to go ~"

Cortex, with his eyes on the clock that was in the room, announces the arrival of time.

"Yeah. Well, guys. You're coming, right?

"Oh, good luck with that. I'll make you Lucia's favorite treat today."

"You don't give a damn, do you? If something fails, I'll wipe it out."

"What, it's okay. I just want to hear the Pope's thankful words."

"Well, shall we go?"

"... hey, can I have a minute before that?

Lucia opens her mouth at the critical point of leaving the room.

"... why are you with me, not Teresa, Cor?

"That's... that's it. It's a bodyguard. Well, you may not need it for the Lord."

"... yeah, maybe I don't need it"

With that said, Lucia turns her gaze to the newly created blue and white bangle.

"Just in case ~?

"Oh well. Yeah, okay.... and"

After that, for a moment, Lucia's expression clouds.

"... yeah, it's nothing"

Lucia then took a small sigh before switching her expression.

"Well, shall we?

"Now, follow me"

"Yeah!"

Thus Lucia turned her foot toward the cathedral, being taken by the Cortex.