Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Uh, you didn't replace the exterior packing when you replaced the units in Julia's room before, so you lost the airtightness... No, or maybe the exterior parts shrunk because they cooled rapidly..."

Waltz instantly determines the cause by listening to the hunter's water leak remarks.

Nevertheless, any cause, should have started automatic repair immediately.

But that didn't work because...

"... even energy, if only they would open up the millimeter machine..."

Because the energy (girl) had lost her mind while hacking the millimeter machine for hull repair, there was no actual unit (millimeter machine) to block the hole.

When Waltz is talking to himself like that, and he's bothering his head about the status quo...

Here, here, here?!

For the first time, a hunter who came to the bridge to announce a water leak seemed to notice that they were in a place not in the air, seeing the view outside that was on the wall, and shouted in surprise.

For a hunter who doesn't know how the blue and dark underwater looks, I don't know the details of how the view feels right now... but seeing as how she looks includes a color that's nervous, maybe it looks like a situation like this to the hunter's eyes, suddenly thrown into a strange dungeon.

Waltz explains the current situation to such a hunter.

"Actually, I crashed... and now I'm in the ocean"

and waltz explaining too terminally.

But even with such a proper explanation, did it make sense to the hunter?

"is, uh... is this in the ocean... with reason..."

Understanding what was causing herself to be overflowing with salty water, she narrowed her eyes uncommonly against the blue sun, which seemed thinner on the ceiling, leaking such a convincing voice.

In that way, in contrast to the hunter who had halfway turned into a tourist, it was... Atlas with a red rope around his neck that was making him look hasty.

"Ah, sister?! What's up?!

If we did nothing like this, it was visible that our colleagues would find themselves in a crisis situation.

Instead, should I say I'm already in...

In the face of the situation, Atlas was in a hurry.

In order to break this situation, we can say that there is no alternative to moving energy.

However, whether it was a gas turbine for propulsion or an anti-gravity reactor, it was closer to impossible to move the hull of energy than its energy source, the nuclear fusion reactor, had stopped.

If it is analogous to an organism, can you say that the heart has stopped?

This is the modern world's submersible (...) water (...) ships (...) et al. (...), auxiliary power devices such as batteries even when the main engine stops, if compressed air is fed into a ballast tank like a large water balloon on board, it should be able to float without difficulty.

However, since energy is not a submarine or a floating ship in the sea, ballast tanks or the like were not mounted to control the submarine and surfacing.

In the case of flying energy, the anti-gravity reactor was responsible for all of its roles.

... In short, as long as the anti-gravity reactor can't do anything more than turn the gas turbine for air in the water... Waltz himself had no choice but to force himself to lift the hull, to take off his predicament.

"... you have no choice."

Is it a response to Atlas, or is it a solitaire to the annoying smell?

Waltz, whining a word that probably contained both of those meanings, tried to get up from the captain's seat to float the ship, looking tired.

... that's when it is.

"Sister ~?

Cortex looked oddly happy, ha-ha, raising his hand in such a way.

And, as with Waltz, she is familiar with the design of energy, and she mouths these suggestions.

"The antigravity reactor can't move, can it? ~? Then I'll move it ~?

"What?"

"If you don't move ~... you just have to force it!

"... can you do it?

Waltz somewhat anxious about Cortex's words.

But Cortex himself,

"Isn't that obvious ~. You're a tea boy. ~?

And because I was confident,

"... well, should I ask?

Looks like Waltz decided to leave it to the Cortex.

And the Waltz and Cortex came all the way to the area with the huge nuclear fusion furnace, leaving them on the bridge in order not to cause extra concern for their fellow citizens.

There, water leaks like waterfalls didn't mean from top to bottom... but sea water like rain leaks were coming through the walls, shaping black spotty marks.

For this minute, perhaps in a day or so, the ship will be flooded.

"... so, what are you gonna do when you get here?

Originally, this area is the space where the sound of the turbines turning at high speeds should be sounding in order to create enormous power for floating the hull with anti-gravity reactors.

But now that the nuclear fusion reactor had not moved, only silence merely dominated the area.

Coming into this space doesn't mean I can reboot the nuclear fusion furnace any more than the radiator is sinking into the water...

"I'll turn the generator ~?

Apparently Cortex is a turbine with manpower (?) Looks like he's willing to turn.

"Huh? Atlas ~?"

"What?! I can't do this!

Atlas angry when he realizes that the reason Cortex pulled the string on his neck all the way here was actually going to let himself generate electricity.

"... give up 100 steps, even if I turn the turbine, how do you turn it? You're not gonna tell me, turn it around with your hands, are you?

When Atlas says so, he accidentally narrows his eyes while seeing a giant turbine axis about 5 meters in diameter.

No matter how hard I try, I don't think energy conservation rules can produce hundreds of GW (gigawatts) of electricity with his little body...

"Of course there is ~... nothing to worry about especially because I have tools available for you ~?

If you are Cortex, you don't mind at all.

That's what she took out of the maintenance trench that was nearby...

"... with this anyone can be a generator!

It was a bike without a front wheel...

Then the wheel is mounted with something like a big motor, and apparently, if you row the pedal, it's a mechanism that can generate electricity.

"No, no, there's no way you can bribe enough power to float energy like that, is there?!

"It's okay ~? I'll assist you too while Atlas spins the spin sy... generator ~"

"I only have a bad feeling about something..."

It's like, right in front of me, there's a trap set up that looks like a visible pit... Atlas I felt like that, but I didn't have the veto, so I reluctantly decided to cross my bike.

"... so, should I row?

After crossing the bike, behind himself, against Cortex, who was finely constructed on a terminal block with some thick wiring connected, Atlas asked with an unexpectedly motivating voice, back to back with what had happened earlier.

Then Cortex...

"Er... yes, oops. That generator, the concubines (Teresa) made it right, so please row slowly at first and raise the rpm as you check how it goes ~?

"What... are you serious?!

"Yes. Seriously ~?

By now, Atlas and Waltz lose their word that Teresa, who is supposed to be leaving a message at the Royal Castle, is turning into another being, not a former princess, nor a chancellor.

Anyway, there's nothing you can do about what you say here against her changing... so Atlas slowly started rowing the bike made by Teresa (and the royal castle clerk).

At that moment...

Gogogogogogogo...

Somehow, from the hull of the energy, such a low sound...

"... on what principle is this generating electricity?

Waltz, who was looking at the status monitor at hand (hologram), raised such a surprise.

Apparently, with Atlas rowing his bike, he started generating big power...

"Right ~. If you want to make a seed... thanks to my quantum physics magic ~"

and Cortex, who answers Waltz's question with a strained chest.

What she was doing when she said so... somehow, she was exercising some kind of magic while connecting something like a thick wire to the output terminal of a gas turbine generator and putting her palm on that conductor part as if to pull a piano or something.

Such a cortex is a grin, a grin (?) floating, he threw words against Atlas, who seemed desperate to produce electricity while scratching his sweat.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Atlas ~? You don't have to row anymore, do you?

"Huh? Is that enough?

"Yes, because the wiring from that bike... is not connected to the ship from the beginning ~"

"... what?

I felt like Cortex had said something not to listen to. Atlas stopped that leg and as he got off the bike, he hurried back.

Then there, the line exiting the generator connected to the bicycle was connected to keep it short... as Cortex said, it was not connected to the terminal block to which the hull's wiring was connected...

"... really, on what principle are you generating electricity..."

Waltz asks bitterly against his brother, who dots and solidifies his eyes as he breathes out, and his sister, who smiles softly as usual.

Then Cortex said confidently, with a nickel and a grin.

"It's magic!

Apparently, the magic used by Cortex is a substitute for both scientific and magical properties.

That too, if you compare it with mere output... seems to have enough energy to compare to Lucia's magic...