Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

When the energy that unloaded the waltzes rose again toward the sky to guard the citizens from demons approaching them.

They stepped inside the town of Vixen from the gap between the broken city walls.

"... you're lonely"

Yuki A squeaks as she looks at the city and narrows her eyes.

There was, needless to say, no one in town.

Especially now it's night, so it's normal with no shadows, but the appearance of a city without magical street lights or house lights, unlike usual, seemed a lot colder than Yuki A. had imagined.

"Right... But don't you have a little more patience? Maybe it's time to clean up the labyrinth thing... I mean, just to be sure, there's no more labyrinths buried here, is there?

Actually, there were still a few buried ~, etc., and Waltz, who later began to worry about whether Yuki and the others would not expose them.

Then Yuki A opens her mouth with a bitter smile, but...

"No. I don't think that's in the boulder...... right, Sister Null?

... In the middle of talking, I asked Null if he was losing confidence or in a way that seemed like a turnaround.

Apparently Yuki A doesn't know everything about the land.

... but

"..." Poop.

My sister said she asked, but she won't return the word null.

To her like that, leaning her neck, Yuki A continues to make another inquiry.

"... you know, Sister Null? Did you catch a cold?

"... Huh?... Ah, ah. I'm sorry. I wasn't listening. So... what the hell are you talking about?

"That's unusual... my sister, I can't believe she's confused... Looks like you caught a cold because you couldn't do it these days."

"..." Poop.

... said Yuki A pointed it out to me, but still, the sky above, null like that.

Ahead of that gaze, it's pointed at Waltz... but Yuki A doesn't seem to realize that.

With Yuki A haunting her head over such a sister's unclear behavior, now Fei Long, who had followed her from the far rear of everyone, opens her mouth to Xu Ro.

"... interesting inside..."

He had never, until now, seemed to have stepped down in the city where people lived, and, with an intriguing glance at decent buildings and roads, as well as luggage carriages in stalls and luggage, which still remained in the rough city, he nodded.

The way it is... it came from the countryside to the city, I would say it is the 'old man' itself.

"You know what, Feilong? We can walk normally because we don't have people right now, but we don't have enough room in the daytime for you to walk, so this street can overflow with people? Maybe it's full of wonders for you."

"So much so that people can't walk..."

After I said that... you imagined a chaotic situation full of people, a boom and a flying dragon waving his neck sideways.

Then he asked Waltz after reducing the number of people he had in his head.

"Dear Waltz... Why do people want to flock so much? Usually, the humans we see in our forests and mountains seem to act mostly alone, but sometimes they come together in groups enough to make a big city like this... It doesn't seem like all of those people are of the same race. Why do we need to flock when even a few should be able to go... I don't doubt that."

"Um, you know... maybe, but I don't think people who act alone in the woods and mountains are human..."

"What..."

"Could it be an elf or something? I don't know because I didn't see it in person... They look alike, so if you look at them from Fei Long, they might look like they're together."

and yet, wild elves (?) Waltz mouths it that he has never seen.

It should be noted that in her, King Endelusia is supposed to be a well-kept elf.

"Hmm... different species, is it... It's hard inside. They all taste the same..."

"Eh..."

"... are you, perhaps, discerning the race by taste?

Waltz calmly asks questions despite Feilong's unexpected bomb remarks.

By the way, why are the others surprised that she's the only one who's calm... because her buddy had another dragon and knew what she had eaten...

"It's the left.... Maybe, Master Waltz, I've never eaten people, so...?

"No, that's not true, there's no..."

... and the waltz solidified.

(... did you suck blood, is that included in cannibalism? No, neither I nor Julia are people...)

Waltz remembered from those who took away the essence (Sacubas) that he had sucked blood the other way around.

When she had a difficult look on her face... from next to herself, I saw something about Catalina staring at me still suspiciously.

"... yeah. Catalina? Nothing, 'cause I didn't eat anyone, did I? It's just that you got a little bit of blood to split up in a critical situation where people could die, right?

"... Master Waltz"

And Catalina said.

... No, I asked.

"... Whose blood did you drink?

... Thus, after her return to the King's Capital with Catalina, Julia decided that one switch would make her hair swollen, or her gut fat would increase and she would get a pounding stomach (...) Let's (...) let her undergo a human modification...

With such an exchange, five people head straight through the city to the citizens lying in the fields on the northwest side.

At that time, even as the roof blew up, I came to the front of the church where I was still alive... and Catalina stopped.

Catalina turns her gaze to the church silently.

She came here before becoming one of the brave men.

Kidnapped from this city (?) Since then, does that mean?

"... then stop by?

Six months ago, Waltz asks, remembering the promise he made to 'bring Catalina to this town one day'.

On the other hand, as if it were a conditional reflex, Catalina tries to shake her head 'now is not the time'.

... But before Catalina could wipe her neck, Waltz took her hand and smiled small and pulled it to the church entrance.

In doing so, Waltz:

"Sorry, guys. Let me just drop by, okay? I mean, I'll be right back, so wait here?

I hung those words against the people I was taking with me.

It's like Catalina's personal use, so I didn't think we all needed to go.

"Ah, yes. Okay."

"What..."

"Uhm. Understood."

And after hearing such a response from my colleagues.

Waltz was forced to pull Catalina's hand halfway through the appearance of a slight bewilderment and proceeded to his feet inside the church.

Giggy, giggy...

"... you have a better vibe here than in the Demon King's Castle conference room..."

"What?"

"Yeah, it's nothing. Never mind? Because I'm talking to myself."

A hard Catalina look, as opposed to Waltz, who for some reason is happy to pull his own hand.

Nevertheless, I was confused about Waltz's behavior. Yes.

The cause... was in the church.

"Um... Master Waltz?

"Hmm? What's going on?

Waltz with those words in his mouth, looking back, and giggling.

I was afraid that her grin would collapse like that... and for a moment it was Catalina who worried about keeping her quiet, but there was nothing in particular to hide against Waltz, so in the end, she honestly seemed to decide to mouth it.

"This church... it's certainly supposed to be the church where I was..."

Stained glass depicting gray-haired figures floating by countless chairs lining the cathedral and Lucian light magic still shining in the sky, as well as countless magical words depicted on ceiling arches made of stone...

Catalina keeps talking as she turns her gaze to such an artifact, which creates an atmosphere as a place to offer prayers, coloring the inside of the church.

But she, for all that...

"... I don't remember at all..."

I don't remember.

"... Huh?

When Waltz leaked such a questionable voice, Catalina walked past her side and stepped forward.

At that time, Catalina's hand, which Waltz was holding, leaves as if overflowing the gap between her fingers.

Usually, I was a waltz who tended to avoid more contact than I needed to with people, but when those hands went away, I felt like I was losing something important... and I tried to grab it back right away.

But it didn't mean that Catalina would never reach her, but fortunately, she would disappear somewhere.

Then Catalina turned around and opened her mouth as she stopped a few steps ahead of Waltz.

"I'm... in this city, in this church, a daughter named 'Catalina' who grew up as a fox orphan. Sometimes Sirius calls me Vixen, but that's a big mistake."

While I say it so brightly... for some reason, Catalina's expression gradually collapses.

"I... when I was about Lucia now, I was kidnapped by people I didn't know. And where I was about to be sold off as a slave... the braves helped me."

"... Catalina"

"Then I followed desperately after the brave men who defended this life and dignity. Physically, magically, that's already desperate... One day, 'I don't need you anymore' was dumped...... Now it's a joke..."

From the eyes of Catalina, who should be smiling at me for saying that... tears were spilling.

"... Dear Waltz. I... who the hell am I? Why are the memories in me... the memories of this city, of this church, and of the rulers... all of them so far removed from what we see now? I'm pretty sure the braves helped me, and I'm pretty sure they kidnapped me. And yet... my hometown isn't here anymore... Am I not... 'Catalina'?

To such a Catalina question... Waltz returned the words with a small grin.

"... your name now is Catalina. But the old lady may not be Catalina. So... can that be a problem for your future? Sure, I don't know where my hometown is, I know that's a big deal, but that's the same for me, and Lucia, I don't even know where I was born and grew up, so...... Well, it's because I forgot where her village is..."

In those waltz words...

"... puffy"

Catalina blew out small.

"Well... If you look downstairs, you'll find some of your friends in a terrible situation, right? For example, Cortex. She, a homunculus made by culturing Theresa's somatic cells, but that, in other words, means' a false life made by our ego ', right? Well, she seems to like her life right now, and she doesn't seem to have any complaints... Oh... Atlas is worse, isn't it? No, because it's a homunculus of existence made of brave men's somatic cells, just to be jerked off. But you've never heard me cry. That's an analogy, isn't it?

"... you did. We're... invading God's realm in a way, aren't we?"

"No... I don't think I have to come up with that much..."

Waltz gives a difficult look in front of how Catalina is falling on the dark side, as she goes through normality, even as she returns to her original expression.

To her like that, Catalina smiled like a

"... okay. I'm Catalina, no matter what."

That is how he groaned, as he regained himself.

... except there was an extra word on it after that...

"Mr. Waltz's,"

"... yeah. Well, I'll be back."

And Waltz put Catalina there and tried to get out of the church.

At that point, she grabs my hand... but I'm sure she didn't let go of it and held it to make sure the other way around...