Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

on the rooftop of the royal castle, where the enormous talap of energy descends,

And Hermes and Blades confronting each other with a grumpy look on their face without saying anything.

Apparently the two have a relationship between mother and son... but Blaze has an old face (?) Because it was, or the way it looked, it also looked like a couple fights.

"Um... Master Waltz? How could you do this..."

"I don't know either..."

Syranui and Waltz in a state of abandonment, in front of the two gizzards.

Then you noticed how those two were, and Blades sighed small, looking back at them, soothing their expressions before saying.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Demon God and Mr. Silanui. We're done talking."

Even though I haven't said anything, there's nothing more to talk about, blades like that.

Immediately thereafter,

"What, is the story over, is it? It's not over!

And Hermes laid his hand upon his hips, and remained on his face, and he bared his voice against his son.

Against her like that, Blaze returned the words, even though the gravity had not increased, with its hands supporting the heavy forehead falling at will.

"It was over a long time ago! When my mother left the house three months ago!

Hermes, with a surprised look on his son's face, opens his eyes.

Then she said... this is what she said with a crying look on her face as she shook her crocodile and leaned back and deposited her back on the wall of the royal castle...

"Hih, terrible... I didn't run away from home, I just lost my way and couldn't go home..."

"... what?

What did I suddenly come up with? These are the ones on the spot who accidentally listen back at the same time with a look like...

In it, the first meaningful protest was still my son's blaze.

"I said I was lost... mother, how old are you now!

... and that's the moment he said so.

Dogowong!!

and a clean hit on Blaze's face, Hermes fist (...)...

"I don't remember raising you to be such a rude person to ask a woman that!

She said so with tears in her eyes as she stroked that right fist, which would be hurting, for beating her son.

Or I can't deny the possibility that it's really heartbreaking...

Such a fist of love (?) In response to

"Damn it! The habit of getting your hands on it right away, come on, do something about it!

Because he was an ex-angel, or even if the painful sound echoed around him, Blaze raised his voice of protest as he stroked that cheek, which was merely red.

Guess from his story... apparently, Hermes raising his hand against the Blades is not what started now...

The waltzes who saw those two exchanges...

"... Well, Silanui? In a little while, I'm leaving, so get ready to withdraw, okay?

"Ah, yes. Okay."

... you thought it was out of your hands anymore, it looks like you decided to leave the two of them intact...

Then a while later, when Waltz radio told Noisy Hermes to pick him up against Strella... for some reason, instead of Strella, came Canopus, the interim king of this country.

He was beaten with an iron (Orihalcon) fist by Strella as his daughter and should have passed out... apparently, he woke up on his own because it was morning...

"Hermes..."

Strella chose (made?) and canopus speaking against pumping and angry minded hermes while weaving a written robe of flags made for the king of this country from the top of a pyjama depicted with thoughtfully cute dragon characters.

Then Hermes, who was still about to slap the fourth straight into his son's face, stopped his own fist, which was approaching a distance of about 5 cm to Blaze's face... and began to harden and shudder as it was...

"What are you...?

Unlike the usual 'oh well' appearance, Canopus asks with a frown against Hermes, who is as if God had dwelt.

Then Hermes, when he collapsed before his son, who had just been beaten... it was now with tears, that he began to speak.

"... I'm sorry... I was so happy to be reunited with my son... that I forgot about me... Gu Gu"

"Hey... no... um..."

You could have expected Hermes to talk like that... a blaze that meditates on your eyes like you're tired, showing an unworkable look and attitude.

Meanwhile, the canopus who inquired... opened its mouth with a bitter smile containing many shady colors.

"... if it's usually as honest as that, fine."

"Huh? You, head, aren't you boiling?

The king came and wondered what he was going to say... and Blaise raised her voice of protest at saying such an incomprehensible word.

And him? "

From the first man I met, I heard rumblings that I had been thrown several times by the people after becoming king... but who (or what) canopus against the waltz that was nearby without showing how disgusted I was.

Then, with Silanui, Waltz, who was trying to get a portable blacksmith set on a trolley and carry it into the energy...

"The next time you're supposed to work for us, you're a chore slave... not an ex-angel?

I just turned around for a moment and said so.

To her words...

"... ex-angel..."

Canopus groans so much, with a suddenly difficult look on his face.

Then he... somehow, with a look of sorry, bowed his head against the blades.

"I'm so sorry for the delay in responding to the ex-angels who were fighting for me for this country..."

Originally, the word was supposed to be directed at the ex-angels who, when the Canopes rebuilt their country, had policy leaks and had lost their jobs and honor.

Merclio's interim government was trying to apologize and compensate such former angels... who were hurt in their pride, unfortunately, for not trying to get to the place of dialogue.

This time, there was only one opponent, but Canopus got a chance to apologize to his former angel and did it.

... though, it didn't seem particularly unexpected for Blades, who had heard the circumstances beforehand from Waltz,

"... Oh, thank you."

He turned his words to Canopus as if he were simply returning a greeting.

It just seems impossible to explain why the words were oddly blurry... because his character and way of speaking were originally so...

Such a fold.

Hermes, who watched Blaze interact with Canopus directly beside him... opened his mouth to his son again, looking angry.

"Here! Blaze! You have a little more mouth talk, don't you?

"Don't flatter me..."

Against a loud mother, sighing blades.

Then he seemed to realise something... asking roughly against himself a gami and a loud mother.

"Why is there a mother here?

"Huh? Because, Mother, I'm the chairman of this country's government and..."

"Huh? Hey, king! You guys, you can chair our mother or you can destroy the country r"

Dogowong!

"Blades! I need you to watch your mouth..."

Then again, (unilaterally) the fist of love (?) flying Blaze and Hermes arguments.

... it's just that in it, Blaze, who usually shouldn't be able to flatter or say that words are beautiful, never used words that scorned his mother for doing anything, such as' baba '... I'm sure, thanks to Hermes' enthusiastic educational gift...