Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"... why am I alive..."

Cortex Magic (?) by a relentlessly blown swordsman (and adventurer).

Forget about the adventurers who weren't on the spot because they were blown up in separate places... despite sticking them from their heads into stonewalls, intact and, on top of that, perplexed that there was no pain, the swordsman had turned one prediction that had floated within himself into certainty.

"My body... has it been modified...?

I know because he's been dying so many times before, the limits of his own body.

Whether hitting his head on the stone wall this time was an event at the end of the dead line at all, or in front of him... he didn't get lost, he felt it should have been in the back, and still seemed to come to that conclusion after considering what the cause was that he was safe.

Shortly before coming here, being treated by Catalina, where he had lost consciousness following an embrace of energy, could also be said to have deepened his suspicions.

"... well... me, you're not... human anymore..."

A swordsman whines about that with a sigh, looking into his own body without one scratch, on the back of what was a worn out outfit.

He's worried about the rest of his life... when that happens.

"Victor!

Dogowo!!

and it's like a black liquid... energy, a collection of millimachines that don't have shapes, has been running violently, flowing through the ground (?).

"... now... can you take it...?

Though the swordsman was shocked by his own human separation, he rose up with such a grunt when he saw the energy running gradually regaining the shape of a person, either because it was not so serious.

And he decided to try a hug with Energia, which was either to ascertain the limits of his own body... or was inherently merely a suicidal act.

"... come on!

'Huh?' Kiki - Huh!

But... apparently, the swordsman was better, but not the energy...

Until a few dozen minutes ago, I was in his care (?) For her, she probably wanted to do something that would send the swordsman to the hospital room again.

"Uh, Mr. Victor? You hit me in the head and forgot that I was about to die hugging you?

Suddenly stopped at a distance of about 1 m to the swordsman, Energia inquired as he looked up at his face, taller than himself, with a worrying look on his face.

"I only remember groaning, but... of course, I didn't forget, did I? But... maybe now I feel like I can take it..."

To the unfounded swordsman's words, eyes (?) energy to narrow down.

Then she opened her mouth sadly, shaking her neck to the side as she smiled small.

"Yeah. Stop it."

"... right"

A swordsman who, in that short word of energy, feels one end of the concern she will have.

Then he noticed the Cortex as they approached him and tried to walk out to the two of them, taking their hands of energy.

... Then Energia held him quietly from behind somehow when he pulled the other way about the swordsman who didn't move his leg and tried to pull himself and walk.

And whine small on his back.

"But instead,"

The swordsman of the embraced seemed to have no idea what the word 'in its place' Energia had spoken of, and for what reason he was embraced, and frowned as he turned his eyes to her hand coming around from his back.

... right after that.

Zowah...

... both arms of energy (mm machines) that look like such a phonetic fit and break it down as if it were melting.

"Hey?!

Such a black mass, like a large group of ants, creeping through the surface of his body, the swordsman would inadvertently scream... but somehow seemed to succeed in swallowing in the mood, and he only wandered for a moment before turning back towards the energy he was supposed to be holding behind him.

"... Huh?

... but there was no one there.

On the ground, in the gaps in the house, in the crowd, and on the sky...

The figure of the energy that constituted the body in the millimeter machine had at some point neglected to disappear.

"... energy?"

I felt like the black girlfriend, who should have been in a position to reach earlier, disappeared and quiet engulfed herself instead...

The swordsman uttered her name as she disappeared, along with a small heartbeat.

Then...

"What's wrong? Mr. Victor? You look so lonely... '

Out of nowhere, her voice flew.

... No, for a swordsman, he seemed to know where the voice came from.

It can be said above all that he has not shown such a bare gesture since his voice was heard to look for its origin.

So where did your voice fly from?

"... could it have been you, my clothes?

"Yeah! 'Cause I was worn out."

As such energy put it, apparently she covered his body, instead of the swordsman's clothes, which had disassembled the body and were literally like a worn rag...

Immediately afterwards, he came to the swordsman who looked black (Cortex) and Slave (Atlas).

As he arrived, among the two who were watching the whole thing, Cortex opened his mouth towards the black swordsman.

"... it's filthy at all ~" Ji Tzu

"No, no, you didn't do anything nasty, did you?!

"All over my body, it's like slime... yes, my slime daughter is sticking around ~? Don't call this dirty, what the hell am I supposed to describe ~? Violation of the Town Ordinance of Alk (?) So, now, even if you bump into a pig box, it's a level where no one complains ~"

That said, Pump, and Cortex looking angry as he swelled his cheeks.

Then the energy that was sticking to the swordsman returned the words in a surprising manner.

"What, Mr. Victor, are you going to be a pig?

... Apparently, the energy that I usually pull on board and don't get out much, I didn't understand the word 'pig box'.

In the wake of her words like that, Cortex mouths the supplement as she takes a far-sighted look at a dandy green oak (pig) walking a little farther away.

"By pig box, I mean prison. ~? It's a facility that puts people who do bad things in to punish them."

"What, so Mr. Victor did something wrong?

"Yes. I did something terrible that I could never tell my mouth about my infantile Energia ~... no, I'm doing it all over again now. Besides, you got your hands on a non-adult Energia, so it's a complete crime already ~"

"No, that reasoning is strange..."

An angry swordsman for being treated unilaterally as a criminal, even though he is only getting clothes substituted, in Energia's favor.

But that, it seems, wasn't just the swordsman, who felt the same energy sticking perfectly to his skin like a full-body tight...

'So you're saying I'm bad, too? It was me who got dressed, so that's what's gonna happen, right?

"... that Energia is bad because Mid-Eden law does not allow minors to be tried h"

'That's enough!

The energy that blocks her words along the way, as if it were a sermon or something, that finally became impatient with Cortex, who comes in line for you extensively.

Then the energy... stayed stuck in the swordsman's body and changed its shape.

... and when I finished reshaping.

"... or..."

As if, not sneaking around untouched foxes..., Atlas, who had been silent until now, raised his admiration when he saw the energy wrapped around the swordsman.

And go on, mouth that look.

"You're not a complete black knight..."

In other words... Energia changed from a suspicious form of full-body tights to a form of armor.

So how did it turn into such a shape?

... there seemed to be a reason for that.

"Cor! It's a fight with us!

"... Huh?

Confused without knowing what Energia began to say, Cortex and Atlas and the Swordsman.

In short... apparently Energia has decided to challenge a battle by force against the Cortex in order to defend the Swordsman's honor...