Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Just before we got to the inquest.

Unlike his own expectations, Cortex opened up the atlas he was catching when he noticed citizens and construction and adventurers turning a strange gaze (mainly fear).

"Damn, you don't have to tie me up to run away..."

and atlas with the most vicious of openings.

"No, I was taught that this is the taste of a noble woman."

"Hey, such a hobby! I mean, who taught you that?"

"Of course, you're a brave man ~? He seems to have had some experience doing those things too ~"

... and Atlas lost the word.

Then he stared jealously at his palm... because he had something to think about that blood flowing into his body...

Then shortly, the five arrive at the inquisition.

The inquisition was originally set up at the main entrance of the city wall, where it was customs-friendly, checks on the documents submitted and, in some cases, belongings inspections were carried out, but now that the city wall was being rebuilt, something like a simple post was just surrounded by wooden piles in a slightly opened place.

Nevertheless, there is not going to be a particularly crowded atmosphere, as there is no obstacle to the original work, but simply the fact that the place has been moved.

Instead, one might say that people are flowing smoothly just for the wide range of places in the procedure.

At the rear of the 10 or so people who were lined up there, they joined together.

"... so, what do procedures do?

It was Eve who said so.

Until now, (make it a vixen, make it a king's capital...) it seems to me that for her to have never been in or out of the city properly, the access control process itself was her first experience.

"I don't even know..."

Afterwards, Eve was followed by an open mouth by a flying dragon.

In the first place, for her, who has just recently become a human body, it may be a system that she doesn't understand at all...

"Speaking of which, it's my first time, too..."

"I've never been in or out of the King's Capital in a proper way since it was built ~"

and Atlas and Cortex to mouth, respectively.

Cortex, built as a shadow of Teresa, of course, and Atlas, built to assist him, are people who should not have existed in this country.

Besides, as Cortex said, it was the first experience for both of us, because we had never been in and out of the King's Capital in a decent way.

It should be noted that since the registration information does not matter beyond Cortex being at the top of the country, appropriate information may be registered with regard to the birth of the Homunculus.

In doing so, to the words of such Cortex...

"(Huh? Built...?

It seems Eve, who had not yet been taught who they were, questioned them, but she simply thought the rhetoric was a little strange, or never seemed to put it into words.

Incidentally, if you were a flying dragon who was supposed to be in about the same situation, you didn't seem particularly concerned about the people in the town you were in.

Well, for her, it's all supposed to be the first time, so I guess she doesn't have time to worry about the details.

Well, aside from that.

In such a togetherness... there was only one exceptional person.

"It's been a long time since we've had these proceedings."

It is Syranui, who was traveling through the world, falling out of the midst of his dwelling place.

"Ho ho? Silanui, could you be experienced?

"No. I'm not proud of you, but in these places, for the most part, I've only had problems, so I've tried to avoid them as much as I can before, so that doesn't mean I'm experienced, right? Oh, but you might have a lot of experience breaking through."

"Uh..."

As a result of the inquiry, Eve solidified with her mouth shaped 'eh' as to whether the unexpected answer had returned.

And that's when...

Pasha...

The sound of such paper and paper bumping into each other echoed around unexpectedly.

Immediately after that, the person who would have emitted the sound... Cortex opened his mouth unfortunately with a soft grin and a gaze at the 'black mass' in his hand.

"Is the first photo I took of my trip a subtle look on Eve's face ~"

"What, what's that..."

"Is this ~? This is a demon called 'camera' (...) road (...) utensil (...) ~. With this magic prop, you can leave the view that you see now as a painting named 'Photograph'. Oh, but if you do it without darkness, they also take the soul of the person who took the picture, so you need to be careful ~ (... well, that's meant to be a joke, but what about the truth?

That's what I said, and then I pointed the magic camera lens at Eve, not film or digital.

Pasha...

and Cortex to press the shutter button.

Perhaps, again, Eve's face with a subtle look must have been captured...

"Ha, could my soul be plucked?!

With that said, Eve tries to hold down somewhere in her body so that she doesn't lose her soul somehow, not knowing if it's her chest, forehead, or where her soul is.

"Eve is funny ~"

Pasha...

"Gu Hu?!

Pasha...

"None?!

... then for a while, as if they were going to dance to the Cortex, Eve is not sure about the pantomime (?) was to continue...

And, come on, no matter how many pictures you take, when Eve realized that her soul couldn't be pulled out and that she was being played by Cortex started roaring at her, uh-huh...

"Next!"

Their turn came at the end of the process for the people who had lined up before.

"Give me your ID..."

That's all I said, face up from my desk... and see the boys and girls who came, and then the attendant interrupting the words.

He doesn't seem to know that the Cortex and the others have come down from the energy, either because he has been working on the procedure for a long time... apart from that, he had something to think about.

"What is it, children? Guys, what happened to the guardian?

Because of the extremely low average age of a group, he seemed to think that the Cortex were children of a town that went out of South Fortress, or of a traveler with parents or guardians nearby.

See how he reacts like that...

"That's right... This is always what happens when you're traveling..."

and Syranui, 138 cm tall, opened her mouth dissatisfied.

One of the sincerity of her, 'Problems happen when you approach town' statement seemed to be at height...

Then you noticed her words like that, and the attendant corrected the words with a look of sorry.

"... excuse me for this. You were adults."

Again, Silanui opens her mouth with a surprised look at his response like that.

"The boulder is Mid-Eden... Ad hoc response. It's an unprecedented development..."

Then the attendant, smiling bitterly, coughed small and began to go through the process again.

"... Then show me if you have an ID. Say otherwise if you don't have it or have lost it"

To that word...

"Is that your ID? You're in trouble ~"

And it was Cortex who said so a little deliberately.

"In our case, a decent ID is an undesirable ID ~. What do you think ~? Atlas ~"

"Right... Don't think you should have it made new. I don't think it's going to have to be a big deal and..."

"Right ~"

That said, Cortex takes out a large business card size ID (card) from a small bag and shows it to the attendant as it is.

"Hey..."

To her behavior, 180 degrees different from such an earlier conversation, Atlas anticipated the upcoming commotion, imagining what was written on that card, but...

"... Yes, Mr. Cortex. I'll give you back your card."

Nothing in particular, and the confirmation of Cortex's identity card was completed.

"Is that it?"

Atlas tilting its head because it was very different than expected.

Then Cortex began seeding in Atlas' ears.

"(I wondered if this would happen, I made a forged card ~. I can't believe I'm showing you a card written by the title ~)"

"Oh, you know what... I mean, Cortex. My face is close..."

With that said, Atlas steps away from Cortex.

With a slightly unfortunate look on his face like that, Cortex, in order from Eve, who was nearby, forged identity cards (?) handed out and went around.

... so after the cards have gone to everyone.

"Doh, go ahead?

And Eve, who looked like a maid, presented the card to the attendant, fearful.

"... yes. Eve. I could confirm (is it a maid from that age... It's tough...). Good luck."

"Huh? Oh, yes. Thanks... maybe?

For some reason, Eve receives the card with her head tilted to the point where the attendant turns her sympathetic gaze.

Next up... it's the turn of a flying dragon in a maid as well.

"Is this okay?

"... Huh? His name is Fei Long?

"No? Uh-huh. Sure, it's a flying dragon..."

"Really... excuse me for this.... Yes. I was able to confirm. I'll pay you back."

"Uhm... (this is what you call reading the air...)"

Thanks to previous observation of people, the Fei Long succeeds in avoiding the noise of saying the real name Karina is different from the contents of the card.

Apparently, the Cortex who made the card didn't know the real name of the Fei Long...

And the next person to go through the process... is Silanui.

"Yes, go ahead"

"Uh... fu, agnostic?

"No, now it reads agnostic."

"That's a difficult name..."

"That's right. You can read it in one go because it's about the people in your hometown..."

"Really... (I've come a long way... that? I'm from Wangdu... but maybe in Wangdu, the novel name I said this is popular? Sure... did you say your sparkly name?). Yes, I could confirm that. I'll pay you back."

"Thank you"

Thus, for the first time in his life, Syranui also succeeded in finishing proper access control.

... at the end, it is Atlas.

By the way, he didn't receive a card because he was away from Cortex.

So Atlas thought there might be something...

"Atlas ~? This is the Atlas card ~"

Cortex honestly gave him the card without messing with the wonder.

"... bad. I was just wondering if they'd tell me to make a new card..."

"No way I would do that ~. You can't put precious taxes on reissuing cards ~"

"... well...? (In the end, I feel that the fee will come back to the treasury later... well, okay)"

Atlas then passes the card passed to Cortex to the attendant so that it flows as it is.

"Please."

"Yes. Um..."

And an attendant who checks the code written on Atlas' card with a crystal-like magic prop.

It should be noted that this crystal is connected in a magical circuit to a database managed by the State, and if information has ever been registered, it is a magic tool that makes it possible to refer to detailed personal information not written on the card.

In other words, Cortex entered the registration information directly from the main server in Royal Castle and registered the disguised information of his friends.

That's not an exception to Atlas cards...

"Mr. Atlas, Mr. Atlas... oh, there was"

Looks like his personal information came up on the crystal the attendant was manipulating.

... but...

"What..."

An attendant with that information in his eyes rubs or pats his eyes and starts checking to see if the information written is correct.

"Whoa, this feels... attendant. I don't think you should look any further. Maybe it doesn't say anything busy... I mean, what did you write? Cortex..."

"(Shh...)"

"Hey... you, did you try?!

The last time I handed over a card, Atlas realized now that this was a trap to Cortex, who had been grinning deeply...

Of...

"... Um, Dear Atlas (...). I'll pay you back..."

Without further ado, the attendant returned the card to Atlas.

As it is, he continues his words with a strange face.

"... Ladies and gentlemen, please come through..."

"What... uh, yeah... I'm sorry about something. For once, I apologize..."

Atlas, who received the card, met lightly with the attendant, feeling uncomfortable...

and at that time,

Pasha...

And yet, I can hear the camera shutter.

"... Cortex. You, I meant this from the beginning, I got you a camera..."

"Isn't that obvious ~"

"... ha..."

I felt like the lens of Cortex's camera could be directed at me today and tomorrow, much in trouble, and Atlas held my heavy head by hand...

Thus together, safely (?) He did not pay extra town tax and successfully entered the city.

... but then, as for the attendant who was there contacting me somewhere... it seemed that I only noticed Cortex who made the forged ID...