Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Against the Blades, Hermes, who had been biting back and forth with fierce momentum, after being taken by a ragged canopus.

Furthermore, from the moment I got on board the ship of Energia, for some reason, I began to shudder with a pull, after Waltz finished introducing me all the way aboard the ship to a blaze that had become a mysterious face...

Waltz, who was invited for breakfast by Strella, who is in the royal castle, was in a strangely deep room (during a glance?) and when I lowered my back to the corner of the long desk that was about 20m long that was being carried in there...

"... so, after all, what are you doing here?

... of the fellows who were in their seats earlier, Strella, who was sitting in the deepest part of it, asked, in large part, to Waltz.

"What are you doing here...... philosophy."

"There's no way!

Waltz, who couldn't honestly answer Strella's query about being sent semi-compulsorily to Merclio to continue working day and night, no way, stopping by on vacation, etc., tried to force him to deceive... and failed.

Well, it's even a suspicious statement as to whether you were trying to deceive me or not...

I explained the purpose of this trip to Strella, who was absurd in her voice with blue bars on her forehead because of it, waltz with a reputation for lack of words... not singing her first vacation (?) It was Cortex who was.

"I stopped by here to chill ~?

"Oh, you did. Then Cortex? I'm going to make a new law. You're going to die."

"Really ~. Do you think that a princess of a small country whose GDP only kind of extends to 1/5 of Mid-Eden can do something about chairing a big country ~?

"When did GDP increase nearly five-fold..."

"Of course, in the past month, is ~?

I inadvertently lose my word when I hear about the Mid-Eden economy growing at a rate that I obviously just think I cheated on economically...

If we keep calculating this, GDP will be even higher in a year's time now, 244140625x (12x of 5)...

Cortex, who was going to curb any more rapid economic growth because he knew what was at the end of such rapid growth... and no more, without touching on this story, began to change the subject and talk.

"Well, I don't care about that. Problem is... your sister brought a man here that you don't know from every horsebone."

"Huh? He, the son of the Speaker of this country (Hermes) Blaze? Or... should I say Sylvia's brother?

Cortex hardens with its eyes narrowed, either because unexpectedly and easily we know which horse bone it is.

Such a fold, Blaze standing behind the waltz without taking his seat, opened his mouth against a group of all the women who were on the spot, wondering if now was the time to open their own mouths.

Atmospherically, it's supposed to be the air to introduce himself, but there's no way he usually starts introducing himself to Matomo with his dirty mouth...

"There's only a woman..."

He uttered such sentiments, ignoring the few men who were on the spot.

"No, wait! There's me!

"I'm here too..."

"... right"

As a result, Atlas, who was coming with a t-shirt marked 'Sandbag', and a swordsman who was wearing a black armor for some reason, plus the king's canopy, raise their voice to protest.

Inside, on Atlas' face, there were tons of thin linear scratches that I thought I'd scratched with some nails, and Eve, the dog beast man sitting across from him, was like an angry cat, "Whoo-hoo! 'and voice (?) Seeing where he was up... apparently he was attacked by a sleeping Eve, mistaken for a pervert...

On the other hand, the swordsman did not see any noticeable wounds.

Apparently, in his case, he was left intact as a result of being protected by an absolute barrier (energy) he was wearing unintentionally... but why does he have an even more tired look than Atlas, who should have been unluckily attacked...

"This is rude... I have one other man and one king. And did you have one kid?"

"Okay! Newcomer, get on the table! Not Cortex, but I'm gonna educate Bocco!

And Atlas, who looked angry at what he called a kid.

Rather than... I was actually happy because my new buddy came in was a man, you might say...

Then right after that... somehow, Cortex got up from his chair and started saying this as he started shadowboxing.

"Now, instead of my brother, my sister, let me be Gittangittan as a small hand check," boom.

"What..."

Nori between men (?) So, Atlas gets stuck in words when he thinks about exchanging physical languages using fists, when someone comes up with a name that's going to really develop into a bloodshed noise.

Seeing his complexion rapidly turn blue like that, Blaze... he felt an unspeakable sign of staining out of the Cortex, or more, he finally started introducing himself decently, without tapping lightly...

Later, Waltz gave Strella a firm explanation of the purpose of this journey, with all due respect, even though she was under silent pressure from her, to have a certain understanding...

"... so when you're done eating, what's the point of interrupting you any more, so let me leave?"

Waltz thought about the castle town of Carolis, which would still be in a state of confusion, and cut out to everyone to leave without stopping in the city.

Then...

"Right... Why don't you stop by the King's Capital?"

Birthday seats (?) Canopus, the king of this country who sat, somehow regrettably speaks so.

"Hmm? Something wrong?

It was a waltz I expected from some of my companions who stopped by this country that there might be an objection: 'I want to try tourism because it's a country that rarely comes', but she didn't think a similar word would fly from Canopus, the king of this country, and seemed to overhear it.

In response to Waltz's inquiry, Canopus...

"No, I didn't have a special reason, but I came because of it, so I just thought maybe we could stop by..."

And while I say there's nothing, I lay my eyes down somewhere sad...

Against such a canopy, among those who were on the spot, Strella, who spent more time with him than anyone else...

"Totally, just like someone else, you're not being honest..."

I sigh and say so with a frightened look on my face.

And instead of Canopus, who was not honest, she began to vent by guessing into its heart.

"... Step aside, sisters. You're free, right? Then look at the city. Aren't you allowed to look at that accomplishment that your father worked so hard for a month?

and a strella that pushes Canopus' achievements forward without touching on their own.

To her words like that, Waltz once closed his eyes... when he opened them again, he also opened his mouth and said:

"... you did. But are you sure? In the morning, once again, the citizens who saw the energy moored could be in panic and storming again, right?

"Such an end-of-century development, there isn't... You didn't say four or five, so take a good look, okay? Hopefully, Catalina and the tempo sisters, who invited you to breakfast but didn't come out in a drawer cage on board Energia, too."

"Right..."

Caged on board, Catalina, who is completely turning into a research bug, and the tempo attached to its auxiliary, and a new fellow who has no knowledge of Strella (?) I also want Yuki to enjoy the sightseeing of the city because this is an opportunity in the corner...

I don't know how to convince the catalinas to pull it off, thinking about the side audio that would be included in such Strella's words... when Waltz, that's what he was thinking...

"Ngu?!

A swordsman... no, it's like the millimachine energy he was wrapped up in didn't make him snap something up his throat, even though he wasn't eating a meal he couldn't eat... he suddenly raised such a bitter voice.

"... what's up?

A swordsman who realizes the bitter sounds of an unusual energy and calls out to the energy that sticks to his own body.

... at that moment.

Dogowong!!

And loud noises and vibrations rang across the royal castle, and the candlesticks and plates that were on the desk fell with the floor.

And... it wasn't just the one on the desk that fell to the floor.

"Energy?!

A swordsman who roughs his voice when he sees from his own body an energy that has collapsed sarcastically, as if the sand iron that was stuck with a magnet had collapsed.

Apparently, something went wrong with the hull of energy moored over the royal castle...