Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

After the Waltz flew away somewhere within Mid-Eden in search of further materials...

This conversation took place in one of the halls owned by the Alliance, where the functions of the Old Royal Castle had been temporarily transferred, by two unusual combinations.

"... the concubine thinks. Something's wrong..."

"... maybe you are... That could be weird indeed..."

... Teresa and Eve.

Two people who are responsible for lowering the average height of the party were holding their knees as they faced each other on the couch for reception, drifting strange air into the room...

"Miss Eve thinks so too..."

"Yeah... maybe Eve's servant, who I made because of, is too busy to be my servant..."

"... what the hell are you talking about..."

... but apparently, as Teresa put it, the content that bothered us both was very different...

"Actually... you may have won the battle of the Cortex and got Master Atlas... But now that the castle is like that, Master Atlas, I've got a great position to say," I don't think Eve will mind at all... "

"Hmm... well, I'm in trouble - (even if you're a field supervisor, you'll be fine... normal...)"

Eve's Mourning (?) Theresa responds appropriately because she didn't know what kind of reaction to return.

Against her like that, now Eve asked.

"Speaking of which, what is Master Teresa worried about?

"Beh, not that I'm worried about anything... but I've been thinking about seeing Waltz a lot lately. Back in the day, day and night, you said you were so close..." Pooh.

"Ha... (Dear Teresa, what are you talking about...)"

No matter what I heard from anywhere, I heard Teresa moan, which only sounded bullshit (shit), and like Teresa herself earlier, Eve returned a proper empty reply.

That's how they both have problems reacting, releasing strange air into the room (?) So... a visitor unexpectedly came to such a temporary chancellor's office.

Con, con...

"... go in but good" Gogo Gogo

"Excuse me... what's wrong?

The visitor who came was Julia, Director of Intelligence.

As soon as she opened the room, she asked Teresa why she had sent strange signs against herself... but Teresa, who had been directed to the question, said this about what she thought.

"Miss Eve seems to be Zoccon in Atlas."

"Hmm!? Oh, maybe not! I mean, you're in a mood, Master Teresa!

And Eve, who speaks out in protest.

At this time, she seemed to think, 'After all, I might not have needed a Lady Atlas...' etc... but it is unclear how many times in the three days since Cortex gave me the Atlas and how many times in the world I have thought about the same thing...

I don't need it for free, but if I did, I would have to do something...

Eve seemed to be frustrated by such a dilemma... (?).

... just.

Julia, who had a long relationship with Teresa, seemed to know more or less what the long-haired fox daughter who was in front of her was really thinking...

"... Yes, sir. You can't do that, can you? Dear Teresa. If you try to hide your grumpy things by rattling Eve... You know exactly what caused this, don't you? Anyway, it was related to Master Waltz again, wasn't it?

Don't get lost, I ran out of words.

"What... how did you figure that out? Dear Julia..."

Even though the word 'waltz' didn't appear anywhere, Eve listens back with a surprised look at Julia, who decides why Teresa was grumpy.

Then Julia, even naturally, said this.

"It's an easy thing. If Theresa bothers you, that's all she's got."

"What..."

"Oh, that's not true! Even to a concubine, besides waltz, you have one or two problems!

"... but you don't deny that Master Waltz is troubled by the cause..."

"Gu, gu...!

In the end, Teresa was put on a Yulia truck (?), I seem to have exposed myself the cause of the grump...

Then she asked Julia the other way so as to delude herself into something she didn't want to be seen.

"By the way, the Lord... what the hell are you doing here? Didn't I come to get my concubine's fried feet?

"Huh? Well... I came because I was free because I had no Intelligence room, no correspondence room, no paperwork and everything was out of business. No reason! ♪ Don't

"... heh... it's not an odd encounter. All right, Julia. Get on the surface! ♪ Gogogogogogogo ♪

"... heh... you have no choice. Take it and stand! ♪ Gogogogogogogo ♪

"What..."

Eve lifts her confused voice as she looks at Teresa and Julia, who suddenly begin to argue in a stirring manner, freezing her expression.

Then she followed Teresa, who was shaking her shoulders with a wana wana, and Julia, who had a strange grin, outside the room... no, rather.

"Look, Miss Eve! We're going out!

"The new maid needs a special study to join us!

"What... what?!

... was to be taken by force...

And a threesome came out into a town where many people would go during the time the suns were about to reach their peak.

If Theresa, the chairman of this country and former princess, came out to such a place, it would normally be a fuss... but she doesn't seem to have found out to the citizens because she is now transforming herself using her own phantom magic.

Note that the figure... like someone else, is that of a black fox daughter.

Incidentally, Yulia of Sacubus apparently won (visibility) citizenship in the Wang capital, and has not transformed himself using phantom magic.

"... well, first of all, what are we going to do?

"As usual, isn't Plan B enough?

"Hmm... I mean, it's not like I'm going anywhere."

"... what the hell are you talking about? Both of you..."

And, although he is the Demon clan of the day, Eve, who is only a dog beast man in appearance and contents, inquired against two people who should have been bloody until earlier.

To her, it seemed odd how Teresa and Julia were looking when it was time for a suspicious grin.

Such an exchange between Teresa and Julia until earlier did not, in fact, contain a quarreling connotation.

Rather, it was a crushed exchange, like a fellow with the same purpose... or a friend interacting with each other.

In response to Eve's inquiry, Teresa replies happily to the evidence.

"From now on... we're going to do a Waltz tracking investigation!

"What... that's just Stoke"

"A tail, that's the one. Eve, as a maid of honor, you better remember that, right?

"No, I'm wearing made-up clothes... I mean, they're putting me on, but maybe I'm not going to do made-up..."

Trying to protest... but at some point, Eve turns her gaze to her maid's clothes, unaware that she is being switched stories.

Every day, she didn't know herself how she was dressed as a maid by Cortex... and day after day, Eve seemed to have a sense of crisis over what was becoming a natural outfit.

Well, that sense of crisis itself seems to be slowly fading as the day goes on...

"Well, whatever that is, it is. My concubines want to know how Waltz behaves. It's like natural cooking. It's like 1 +1 is 2!

"Uh... I don't know what you're talking about, maybe I have no idea..."

"Huh... Does this still look like it needs brainwashing for a new maid? Julia?"

"... indeed. I mean, that's why you brought Eve, right?

"Something... I might feel like I'm in danger..."

Unlike the usual look of those who surround themselves (?), Eve holding her head, realizing that she might actually be a pervert.

But to her involved, she didn't have the option of 'retreat' or 'escape'... there just seemed to be two letters left in there: 'take'.

Eve was thus taken somewhere inside the King's Capital in the afternoon, drawn by a monstrous talking fox girl and a monstrous grin that seemed only demonic from wherever...