Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"... so why did you pick up the old man?

"Huh? Who's the old man! You shitty kid!

"... and it's loud..."

Waltz is sneaking into the submarine (?) In between, Strella brought the Carolis guards to the shore of the lake.

As she waited for Waltz to come back as she, with the soldiers, caught the former angels who came up to land... her returning sister's arm was dragged by a 30-year-old man for some reason...

With that sight in sight, Strella made an inquiry like earlier... but rambling on the waltz (?) Because I was treated to it, or if you're a man, you seem to be angry and bitten by some of Strella's words.

... Well, as for whether it's okay to call a man around 30 an 'old man', I just doubt it...

Waltz finally started talking about why he had brought him here, as Strella floated her face and tried to block her ears with both hands so that she could not hear the noisy man.

"Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. This is the only

"Huh?!

How the hell am I supposed to put on the wrong place, keep rumbling about him... about the blaze, looking harmless to humans and animals...

Strella, of course, and Blaze himself, named in the jade, raised his voice, including the color of the protest, with such a look that Waltz did not know what he was talking about.

I'm aware of those two reactions... but without worrying, Waltz goes on to say the word.

"Ma, I don't care about that, there are three other reasons why I brought him here. First of all... you're understaffed."

"Undermanned?

"Yep. I'm going to need a person with engineering knowledge and skills to be about to return to the Wang capital (of Mid-Eden)... and even though there are quite a few people in this world who have knowledge of magic, there's hardly any when it comes to technology... Speaking of people who understand technology, I think that there is a Silanui inside me who pushes everything on one of her daughters. So I wanted an obedient chore, working around the bottom of Silanui, so"

"I have no idea what that means..."

Blades that inadvertently exhale a deep sigh as they frown, either because Waltz's words were as unintelligible as an unknown spell.

Strella didn't say anything... but seeing where he had the same look on his face, the vector of thought must probably be pointing at him the same way...

"So, second"

Waltz how the two of them decided to say three reasons why they brought the blades in for now, whether they were convinced or not.

And she, as the saying goes, began to say a second reason.

"As far as the interaction in the submarine goes, you're the chief engineer, aren't you? You have no choice but to help a captain like a fat goblin who was about to kill you.

"Goblin or... That makes sense."

"... there, to be convinced?

When I hear the word Coblin... for some reason, to the blaze that snorts, Strella gives an unconvincing look.

If you're convinced, you should be convinced of another part, not there... that's how it is.

"He was... when 10 people saw him, 11 of them were the kind of guys I thought were goblins. Really, like a goblin, it was a bad one..."

"Ahhh."

The 11th person who suddenly came out must be the captain himself... and so on, but I wonder if his words have gotten any better, Strella hitting the right gavel.

At the same time, it seems to her that Waltz had begun to somehow understand the phrase 'harmless to humans and animals' earlier...

"So, the last reason I helped you..."

Two people started to crack it down (?) Waltz in black fox daughter style who accidentally said so, watching how it went.

But...

She turned her gaze quietly toward the lake without opening her mouth for any further explanation... and Strella narrowed her eyes and then turned them toward the lake, just like her sister, where she could see the dark.

Blaze, on the other hand, had the same vision as a normal human being, but was sometimes surrounded by the light of the bonfire prepared by the guards, and he figured out where the waltzes' gaze was pointing, and he also followed that gaze to the place where the submarine would be sinking.

... was at that moment.

Bohoo...!

Only for a moment, I wonder if only a part of the dark lake glowed brightly, and I hear a late, dull...

Zabavan!!

A slightly larger wave pushed me to the shore of the lake.

Waiting to see how it went, Waltz opened his mouth again.

"If you'd been trying to escape on your own like that... you'd have been caught in an explosion, hissed and fed by the fish by now... I'm sure"

Blazes frowning, in a different way than earlier, when I heard words that were close to waltz's such crush.

... but he remembered something, shook his head with a boom and gave a bitter look before... saying these words.

"... I understand that saying this to a benefactor who helped me is rude.... but this is all I can't give in. You are the enemies who killed the former king and his people! If it was enough to give you guys a hand, it would have been better to die with the submarine!

That's what I said. His lips were shaking small... because of what reason...

While receiving his complex emotional words... Waltz, however, didn't see how he could have expected his statement, as if it had disturbed him.

Instead, she smiled small somehow... she would have prepared in advance, saying these words.

"Yeah... too bad. I was hoping you could help me build and maintain Energia... the second ship of that flying battleship..."

"Nah, it doesn't matter... Huh?

"But if you want to die, you have no choice... I'm not gonna stop you, am I? Can I give you a lift if you need me? On the other side of that sky..."

With that said, Waltz shows only the palm of the manoeuvring armor to show Gashangashan and the bare gesture of gripping.

"Hey..."

"I mean, I didn't kill the king before we... called ourselves God in this country, but rather, enough to bring in the beloved apprentice of the deceased king (Ma'am) to tentatively let him do the king for the stabilization of the country so that this country that lost the king doesn't fail..."

And Waltz, with his excuse...

"... sorry sister. I caught an ex-angel and killed him."

... Strella started to penance somehow.

"Let the demons go in the calories and throw up some of the ones who were taking the royal castle or something in the gap where the whole city is in a state of confusion... And a lot of the people who were about to kill Porch (who looked like Cerberus) by blowing poison arrows... I already killed him relentlessly..."

With that being said... Strella turns a gentle gaze at the Porches, who now looked like an infantile girl.

Then, with a decent look on his face, the poaches, who were looking up intriguingly about the blades, mouthed something like this.

"I wanted to be... Gu Gu"

"I'm not letting you loose at all!

"..." zzz

I heard those pouches, Strella's words, and Waltz's words, and Blaze... he was completely out of poison, with a sinking look on his face.

"It... it did something my people were sorry for..."

That's what I said and bowed my head...

"I... I don't have a choice. We didn't respond with proper thought to the ex-angels, so we have less of a non... So if you're gonna quit, you're not gonna stop it, are you? Of course, I won't take your life, so you can go wherever you want."

And compared to what I said earlier, in a much rounded way, waltz to say so.

Then Blaze... opened his mouth, showing him how determined he was.

"Keep me... company!

"... but is it good? That we didn't kill the former king of this country doesn't mean we killed your people, does it? Blaze, if you're going to be one of us, you might be resented by the rest of us in this country, but... you don't mind, do you?

Waltz questioned Blaze while including the implications of the final confirmation.

Then he, without getting lost...

"I don't mind! As an anti-government organization, I don't intend to be in the kind of organization that targets the overthrow of government with a tiger eye while hurting people. Then I want to stand on the table and defend my country and my people (... even if that was a puppet...)"

So he turned a serious eye to the waltzes.

Is that his natural nature as an ex-angel, or because he wants to be one of the Waltz and be involved in flying battleships...

In any case, he seems to have decided in his heart to set himself apart from when he was an angel.

"... yes. Well, I'll have you working as a junior worker as soon as possible, tomorrow, okay?

"Oh, please! Demons!"

That's what Blaze said, he had a full smile as if he were a boy...

Then a while later, when Blades started looking back at the lake that sometimes emitted flashes and sounds, looking back at a life he couldn't go back to... like an old man...

Behind his back like that, Waltz, who proposed this case, was thinking about this.

(Pfft... kinda)

Everything Waltz said to Blaze was true, but she seemed to be giggling in the shadows because she was able to convince him to do as planned and, as a result, succeed in getting the chores that followed Atlas.

Seeing such a waltz suspicious grin, Strella guessed what she was thinking in her head...

"... sister. Maybe he... I don't know what your sister thinks, but I think it's a prospect?

And advised.

"... Huh?

"Well, that's fine... shouldn't you be a little honest with your sister, too?

"... what do you mean?

"Right... if you'd noticed, you wouldn't have that look on your face... It's nothing, never mind."

Waltz thinks with his eyes narrowed because he couldn't understand Strella's words.

Waltz seemed to be thinking about what his sister's words meant, even if Strella then left the scene to take care of the sleeping poachers.

The only thing that seemed more serious about her like that than Blaze, who thought that her life might change dramatically from now on... and fulfill it, because Waltz was simply thinking deeply, could explain...