Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"(... how am I supposed to react at times like this?

Strella imagines the sight of her sister (Waltz) once using her own mobile armor to surprise many of her companions.

What the hell were the guys reacting to at that time...

Strella never seemed to see the turn coming to her.

... Though, of course, the other person is not his sister, but a giant dragon (canopus) that is quietly dripping his head in front of himself...

"(... well, this is a different world, and your father was actually a lizard, and even with that development, it's totally unacceptable, isn't it?... but which one is it? Was it a person or a lizard from the start...)"

Are you calm... or confused...

Forget about the reaction in the next moment, etc., and in her head she seemed to repeat an idea that had nothing to do with the status quo, that didn't matter, floated or sank.

I understood her insides like that (?), or simply, did you notice against coming at you with a blurred gaze... Canopus slowly retreated with those four hands and feet from the strella as he looked stiff.

Apparently, she's afraid of herself, I thought...

Then gradually, his whole black picture becomes visible to Strella's eyes.

"... after all, you're a big lizard"

To its appearance, the strella that speaks so, succeeding in removing it from the chaotic thought loop.

But that look alone didn't seem to tell what kind of dragon Canopus was.

... No, I'd rather say that for her, who wasn't interested in dragons, it just seemed like a kind of giant reptile, no matter what dragon it was...

"No, in lizards..."

He looks relieved somewhere, says that much, and then... suddenly stops the word canopus.

Then he suddenly changed his attitude and uttered the words of inquiry.

"Huh! That's okay, Strella! Is there a physical problem?!

"Uh, yeah... Except for the fact that I was about to die of water hanging with some salty water, which seems to have miraculously recovered, so we haven't had a problem so far..."

"Right... Really good..."

And Canopus, with his big nose, breathed a sigh of tiredness.

See how his eyes are damp with something that's not sweat,

"... (my whole body is soaking wet... should I ask why this is?

And a strella worried about whether to ask.

Of course, the tear Shizuku (?) I knew it was wet by, so she tried to ask me why I needed to make it all tearful...

But as far as his appeasement was concerned, the reason was obvious, and he didn't bother to talk about the content he'd listen to, so she ended up keeping her mouth shut.

... and time for silence comes again.

It was... usually different from the quiet, calm air flowing between Strella and Canopus, but as for Strella, it seemed to be the air I didn't hate, caught its mouth small.

Then she approaches the side of Canopus's face, which was moving from herself to retreating... and at the tip of his nose, mouthing the query with her hands quietly resting.

"... yet, is the option of returning to the royal castle... left to me?

To such Strella's words, once it was Canopus who had opened his mouth and was about to say something... but when he closed his mouth before his voice spoke, he put his sigh-like nose against her and put it between him before finally starting to talk.

"Of course I do, but... you don't ask me anything?

"Huh? You want me to ask you something? I was wondering if I didn't have to bother asking because they wouldn't even ask me anything over here..."

"... well. I don't know..."

"Oh, but maybe I just want to ask you one thing"

"What kind of lizard is your father...?

"No, in lizards..."

Having said that, Canopus, forced to smile bitterly with a less expressive face, woke up a huge upper body before answering Strella's question briefly.

"... a magical dragon... a dark dragon"

"(Even though his name is 1st class (Canopus), 'Dark Dragon' is surreal... I mean, isn't it just a black dragon?

Black body, black wings, black arms apart from it, black feet, then black tails...

From Strella's point of view, Canopus was a black dragon no matter how he saw it, but he said it was a 'dark dragon', so...

"(I wonder if Kitchen II disease will not heal after 100 years of age...)"

With that in mind, she turned her difficult expression to Canopus...

afterwards.

Strella removes some kind of clear liquid from the bag that Canopus was bringing to the occasion, as he tells me, in a vial.

Then as she opened the lid and poured the contents into his mouth... shortly afterwards, Canopus returned to his original human figure.

And instead of torn clothes, he wore a change of clothes that he probably would always carry... and exercised metastatic magic, as if nothing had happened.

It should be noted that the liquid he mouthed was' Mana ', a liquefied magic, but Strella, who had not received any reports from Waltz about water dragons or flying dragons, did not seem to know what the ingredients in it were.

So she's on the move...

"(Magic liquid to transform? I wonder if I can transform myself into whatever I want if I drink...)"

He seemed to be pointing a suspicious gaze at the vial that had been emptied, thinking, etc.

Well, aside from that.

Where the hell did they move to?

"Kun..."

Porch, a huge dog with three necks, in her cabin (?) came to the courtyard in the royal castle of Carolis to push into the

Yes, to 'push in', is.

"Look, Father. You're losing your back, aren't you?

"I can't help myself in people's appearances..."

The king (Canopus) and the princess (Strella) manage to push the big pouch (20m), which has become immobile due to the paralysis poison, into the shack in the courtyard of a dark royal castle.

Of course, if Strella meant it, I wouldn't have said anything about one or 100 of the poaches... but if I tried to force her into it, she would have added an uninterrupted (and very) force to Strella's arm like a needle compared to the giant of the poaches... and I wonder if I wouldn't have to explain in detail what would happen as a result.

Or, using mighty wind magic, pushing it with a 'surface' was also conceived, but the Porch cabins made by the soldiers in impromptu (?) can withstand the strong wind... what? I was suspicious.

Therefore, they tried to push the pouch in somehow, only with their arms... but not at all, they didn't seem to be doing well...

"I don't want to push any more because when I'm forced to push something, it sounds like a mechanical... so, Father? Why don't you use metastatic magic and send me a pouch a little over 30 meters away?

"No, I can't. I can't do such a craftsmanship..."

and canopus looking like a person, shaking his head at Strella's suggestion.

Apparently his metastatic magic is long-distance magic.

"But you can't stay like this..."

"I have no choice. Call for help..."

Looks like the two of them who gave up pushing Porch inside the cabin decided to request reinforcements to solve this Cerberus problem.

... and, at that time, Strella gave a look like she remembered something before opening her mouth against Canopus, who was about to go get the soldiers.

"Oh, speaking of... that liquid. If you use the arrow, you can make the pouch smaller, right?

"Is that Mana?... No, that's possible..."

Canopus said that much and stopped the words.

Impossible...

This world... especially around myself, they realized that the word 'impossible' was a completely pointless word.

"... you want me to give it a try?

"Uh... your father has to be good and valuable, maybe I could try it?

"Oh. I'm fine. It's just water from South Fortress."

"... Huh?

Could it be South Fortress tap water (?) can you transform when you drink?, you thought, Strella looking like you were losing your word.

On that rationale, let's just specify that South Fortress residents are mostly turning into people about what (...), but... of course, that's not true.

"... what's up? You look sorry..."

With that said, Canopus takes another bottle out of the bag and gives it to Strella.

"... no, it's nothing... I'll give you a drink."

Strella, who received the bottle, opened the lid the same way she had given Canopus a drink earlier... and stuck every bottle in her neck mouth, which was in the middle of the pouch.

And turn it upside down.

"... medication?

And, in front of Porch, Strella said so, deciding that everything was irrelevant that she was exchanging just water for spring water.

Well, if you're Porch, it's because you didn't have the brains to care about that, or because you couldn't afford that much physically... to be strellated, but you swallowed mana.

"Come on... what will it be?

"I don't know..."

"I don't know, say... ah. Looks like the change just started."

Apparently, even if you give Porch a drink of mana, something will change...

"(I wonder what it will look like...)"

Strella imagined, in her head, after three (...) neck (...) pouches... transformed into, for example, a 'human figure'.

... results.

"Hey... I just feel awkward about this..."

Apparently, in her head, there's a tip from the neck... no, let's not talk about the delicate things I said.

... but the reality was that it seemed a little... no, very different from what she imagined.

To that figure after Porch finishes his transformation... for some reason, Strella holding his head.

In contrast, Canopus snorts convincingly.

Because before those girls...

"... how do you get more numbers?

It got about the same size as Strella... because 3 (...) people (...) were originally poached and the girls, sleeping in a gutter...