Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"... have you been magical?

"Magic shooting is like a kind of game that strikes out and defeats magic toward prepared mats ~"

"Hmm, I see...... by the way, what is the game?

"... Ask Atlas"

"Ha ha!!

Cortex throws a round of questions from the Fei Long to Atlas, where the monkeys were attached, as to whether it was a hassle to explain the details.

But there's no way Atlas, who was directed to such a question, could speak from a place that's not mouth, like Waltz... he sounded like he was trying to raise his unspoken voice and protest.

Then Eve, who realized that there was no one to answer Feilong's question, answers instead of Atlas.

"Amy, Dragon. It might feel like a game is a game where you beat your opponent with the power you can afford, right?

"With force... beat the target..."

"Um... Eve? Mr. Fei Long, obviously, seems to be mistaken about something..."

If Eve's description is accurate (?) Silanui smiles bitterly when she sees how Fei Long squeaks while weirdly emphasizing 'with force' because it was too appropriate.

But apparently, her bad feeling couldn't be covered...

"... I have no choice. For victory, let's make it look real...!

When Feilong squeals like that...

Bun...!

"Gwow!!

It changed its appearance to the original giant body, as much as 20 meters across if it widened its wings.

And as she looked around, she said roughly as she hid the flames from her mouth.

"... so, then, where do you do it?

"Hino?!

Some (shooters) vendors suddenly start to crash the store the moment they hear that word.

... Still, I guess the confused air didn't spread within the Wang capital... after all, because that big figure of the Fei Long had become familiar among the Wang du people.

... Nevertheless, there seemed to be one, unconvincing, even if the Wang Du people were good...

"... Feilong-chan? Didn't Fei Long surprise you, all the shooters, disappear ~? What can you do for me? ♪ Gogogogogogogo ♪

"Hih, hih?!

A big flying dragon who should be small enough to be incomparable with himself, but who sees Cortex smile without the laughter of his eyes and lets himself shrink in.

To parable that... is about the same as the mimizuku etc. that are alert and simulated on the tree.

"Totally ~... you have no choice ~. No winner in the first round, so let's move on to the second round ~"

"Also, I'm sorry..."

"... next time, I don't think it's better to compare forces, do you?

"Ha ha..."

"I may have dried my throat..."

Thus, the first round of shooting was cancelled (...) to nothing (...) without causing a single victim to the Wang people.

Then Eve drank the mana she always had in her maid's pocket and transformed her into a 138cm tall girl again.

It's winter now, but for some reason, they were moisturizing their throats with something like shaved ice that they were selling at the store, and the five of them were walking around the city, fluttering.

In addition to the shaved ice, we can have five separate winners that are too huge to say hot dogs, or we can all pick one of the festival's limited-time Inari sushi...

Or, enjoying the cookie moulding, pulling a thousand copies, wheel throwing, etc... they all seemed to walk through the King's Capital, which was busy at the festival, enjoying it quite a bit.

And a while later, Cortex, who was in the lead, accidentally stopped at...

"WW2 is ~... goldfish suck!

... a riverfish swimming in size and appearance that never seemed like a goldfish, in front of a raw fish.

In the first place, there is no goldfish in this world (?) So... Cortex seems to have decided to use (...) of the goldfish (...) to imitate the goldfish sucker.

"Kingi... is it?

"It's a golden fish... ie, a goldfish. And I don't know if goldfish suck... I dare to use brittle tools to stir up that goldfish, traditional fishing methods (?) ~? Waltz, in the world where your sister was, it seemed like a major sport ~"

"Heh... really..."

"... I wonder... I might feel something different..."

Cortex briefly explains the goldfish itself and what the goldfish suck but look like, against Silanui, who tilts his neck, hearing the name of a fish he has never heard of.

Apparently, Eve, too, didn't know about the existence of the goldfish... but she felt something uncomfortable about Cortex's suspicious description.

Of all that, the strangest look on his face... was the Fei Long.

"Fisheries, or... When I eat fish, most of the time, I sink my head into the river and take fish... how do people catch fish? From the high skies, it looked like I was swinging something like a stick..."

"Right ~... I'm sure that's a magic wand ~?

"Magic wand... is it...?

"Yes, it's a magic wand. Just wiggle it gently and you can take the fish as funny as it is ~"

And, are you kidding me, or are you serious... Cortex calling the 'rod' thing the 'magic wand'?

Some people, though it may not be a mistake... in this world, even if you use a magic wand, if you use sleep magic or thunder magic, you can't fish.

The living fish in front of them are also probably fish caught, using magic, unharmed.

Well, aside from that.

"But unfortunately, what I'm going to use for this battle is a copy paper of A4, not a magic wand used by the pros ~..."

Cortex said such a joke again... but really took the bundle of A4 paper out of the magic pochette and fixed it to something like a Y-shaped branch that he also took out, using trimochi-style adhesive.

And make five sets of that... and give it to everyone, including Atlas.

"Okay ~? Competing for the number of fish caught by the time this paper or adhesive is removed is what this battle is all about."

"I see... Competing in numbers is an easy battle to understand. But surprisingly, a head-on strategy is going to matter."

"Use the tools to hum, or... It's going to be hard inside..."

"I might feel different... because it sounds interesting."

"Ha ha? (Am I quitting too?

and goldfish suck (?) Boys and girls who mouth their thoughts on each one, making sure that feel, for their hands, the impromptu 'poi' to use in.

And after going to all of them... Cortex declared to the fishmonger who was behind the store opening.

"So ~... from now on this store will be occupied by me (...) chi (...) ~! If you have any complaints, send a protest to the council. I don't get it!

And, in the right tone, like a mix of myself and Teresa's way of talking, I throw those words at the store owner... and at the same time, Cortex throws a bunch of gold coin stuffed hemp bags at the store owner.

Dogowong!!

"Gu Hu?!

"Well. Now this store is my property ~. Enjoy the battle, gentlemen."

How the hell can you enjoy a fight when you say you have a shopkeeper with pimples and cramps in front of you, like a fish fried in water...

The four of them accidentally held their heads, but...

"... Julia ~?

"Yes, yes! I'll clean it up now!

Zsar...

and Julia's intelligence agents, who appeared out of nowhere, took the fishmonger to some place... so the four who were there were reassured that the cramped shopkeeper was taken to Catalina for treatment (?) Seems to have.

... Well, the only thing Julians know about where he was actually taken...

"So ~... the game is on!

... and the big five battles that finally start.

Who the hell wins the right to let Atlas go...

In due course, the Cortex who planned these three fights should win... but at some point, it's unclear whether she's still willing to win the festival or not.