Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

The roof of the royal castle of Carolis, previously destroyed by shelling of energy.

Now, there was no crumbling debris, and no brand-new roof, only a wide terrace-like space.

When the energy (millimeter machine) lowered its long and heavy hull (from) to such an open place, it opened its mouth to tell its companions...

"We're here, right?

"Yes, good luck"

Waltz replies while sitting in the captain's seat to such a report from Energia.

Then she kept talking about what happened after this.

"Well, Energia is away here b..."

'Eh!'

Before the end of the word 'voicemail', which Waltz utters against Energia, as if it were a decision complaint, Energia raises her voice containing the colour of the protest with an unpleasant look on her face.

Against her like that, Waltz asked again.

"... you wanna come with me?

'Yeah! I'm going with Mr. Victor!

and energy with swordsman's name in his mouth and snorted deeply.

In short, she can either disembark or not, as long as the swordsman is there...

"... so what do swordsmen do?

Waltz, supposed to look black, took his gaze off the energy that was grinning like the sun... and turned his water toward the swordsman who was coming his new 'Kurakake T-shirt (hospital clothes)'.

Then, after he had a deeply thought-provoking look, he opened his mouth broadly.

"... no, I'll wait here. Because only Lord Canopus knows someone who can talk... (and I only have a feeling that something nasty is going to happen if I go...)"

Then, as a matter of course...

"Then I'll be waiting with Mr. Victor."

Looks like Energia decided to reorient her earlier remarks 180 degrees and leave a message with the swordsman.

(... I don't know why... I can't help it, it smells dangerous...)

Waltz in the captain's seat narrowing his eyes when he leaves Swordsman and Energia alone for one night, feeling like nothing is going to happen.

I'll skip that detailed explanation of what the hell her concerns are about... but I'm just going to say that the next time the Waltz came back to the ship, I thought it was very likely that five swordsmen's bodies would remain (...) satisfactory.

... yes, as if attacked by a carnivorous beast, is.

So the waltz...

"... yeah. Swordsmen and energy, we're disembarking this time, right?

Looks like he decided to urge the two of us to disembark.

"... that's unusual, huh?

Swordsman with a slightly surprising look on Waltz's statement.

"Isn't that good? I'm here off this time, even if we all disembark... Oh, but the swordsman wasn't off."

"... when I get back, I don't know what to explain to my people... you're going to have a headache now"

"It's okay, it's okay! When you say something, I'll do something for you!

"... (sorry, guys...)"

Holding onto his own arm, holding his head to the appearance of energy coming cheeky... the swordsman was to say words of apology in his head from now on to his companions who might be able to point a giant turret of energy...

Gashu!

Talaps and lifting openings of open energy by operating the air actuator.

The moment I put it down, what I saw in the same eye was not the ghostly shape of an angry strella...

"... welcome aboard. The President of the National Council of Mid-Eden, and his line."

... different from the earlier correspondence, was the appearance of Strella, who strangely greeted Sook (Shi) and Kanaka, and several senior Merclio government officials.

I guess that's where Canopus, who was supposed to be the king, didn't look like... because someone somewhere is being chased by a response to get things sorted out because of the mess he caused the castle town into.

"(That? Is this the one who was angry earlier? Perhaps the impression is completely different...)"

Eve in a maid who accidentally puts that neck on her because she had never met Strella, because the voice coming from the radio was making a first impression.

Others, both Feilong and Silanui, had the same look as her, which I guess means because they were thinking the same thing.

Lined side-by-side in a row on Tallap, the first of those girls to walk forward... albeit off, was Cortex, the head of Mid-Eden's substance.

"Whoa ho... This is a deliberate welcome from Princess Strella."

and Cortex in Theresa's mask.

She seemed to think that Teresa's mane, who was supposed to be the original chancellor, had to because the other person seemed to treat them about themselves as Mid-Eden representatives.

Then, look at her attitude like that...

and Eve and Fei Long react like a surprise.

And then when they suddenly changed their complexion...

Suh...

And there was no sound, and I moved (...) 3 diagonal steps back of the Cortex (...) and (...)...

Cortex in chair mode (?) That means... that, inevitably, they also had to enter the Speaker's exclusive maid mode.

If anything to be a crude phase... they would later be reprimanded with a horrible smile by a silver-haired ghost (fox), so they seemed to have to respond desperately so that they had no disrespect.

Shit.

"Huh!?

Dosung!

... Well, for Eve, who hasn't been a maid of honor for two days, it seemed like a bit of a tough move because he wasn't used to it yet, dressed it up, shoes...

Meanwhile, as opposed to such dodgymade (eve)...

Fei Long's appeared to be making a useless smooth move, even though he had only recently become a person.

This time, even if Eve gets her legs (offal) and falls with her buttocks, she immediately turns to her aid for the scolding damage that comes down from the Cortex later (?) was moving to get as little as possible is arguably proof of that.

... provided that:

Dogowo!!

... The bad tail habit didn't seem to have been fixed, and he seemed to hit Cortex's side head in the lead with his own thick tail without turning around...

"Hmm?... Hih?!

I felt like a flying dragon with its tail hitting something, turning behind itself... and there's Cortex looking at himself with a nicely dreaded grin...

Besides, for some reason, my own tail was held in her hand, so... it looks like Fei Long accidentally screamed a small scream.

Apparently, Cortex got nothing from accepting the tail of the impending Fei Long just before it hit his own head...

Fei Long, who felt the unspoken atmosphere, was ready to set himself apart from his tail... but for some reason, Cortex didn't do anything, but quietly let go of his hand.

It's just that, at that point, she just said in the shape of her mouth, 'Both of you? Later, I need to talk to you. ~?' I was saying... ultimately, you could take it for granted...

Well, aside from that...

The coarse phase of two maids shivering with pulls as they blued their faces (?) Strella, who was watching... but didn't think it was a big problem, she mouthed the continuation of an earlier conversation with Cortex without looking particularly concerned.

"... how many minutes (what?), it was a sudden story, so I was ashamed to only have a crude room for you, but please take your time"

with a spare grin, said Strella, bowing her head.

At that time, she had a chilling, sharp side to the winged woman with the brown wings who was next to her, with the grin intact... was it because of some special reason...

Then, starting with her, the people of senior Merclio officials, who were bowing their heads in gratitude, tried to raise their heads... at that time.

"Wow, my aunt... gu"

"Oh, I'm not an aunt!... maybe."

Three girls, who entered this place from nowhere, broke in between the Strellas and the Cortex... and passed through, and watched the hull of the energy, and began to mouth their thoughts to the Trinity.

"... er...?

Cortex has trouble reacting, not knowing how the hell the girls came to this place where strict precautions are supposed to be laid.

... Especially from the Merclio side, the two maids who refrain behind the Cortex may be the same...

Strella, on the other hand, seemed to know about the unidentified girls... meditating her eyes as she drew her mouth... and raised her voice as she raised her blue muscles, breaking the extra grin she was supposed to have kept that far.

"Here! Poachers! Mate! A treat!"

And to the three girls, Strella, who utters words as if to a dog...

Apparently, she's... treating the girls as dogs because they've been left by waltz for a long time and their hearts are sick, or not even old enough...