Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"... so maybe you want Eve's room door fixed. What, Atlas too!!

"All right, all right! Eve. Leave the rest to me!

Atlas strokes the head of Eve, who came to himself working in the seventh section of the royal castle, with fierce momentum.

For him, Eve's face like trouble is protective (what) greed (?) seemed to be a tickled look.

It should be noted that Lucia and Silanui have not come here.

Lucia heads to the mountains alone, to reproduce an artificial mine monolith that has been lost due to its melting by the micromachines......

And if you're in Silanui, as soon as we talked about asking Atlas to fix the door, not laundry to the river...... I turned my face bright red and said, 'I remember an errand!' And when he spoke, he disappeared somewhere.

What happened between her and Atlas the other day or the Atlas feud (?) So I guess from the fact that Eve lost again and so on...... apparently Syranui, against him, made it harder to show his face (?).

"... So, what are you talking about?

"Ha ha!!

You haven't noticed Eve getting more furious the more you stroke her... Atlas asks the two girls how it depends on things as she strokes her head mischievously.

The answer to his question like that was not Eve, who seemed to still cling to the hand of Atlas stroking his own head... but the flying dragon Karina next to her.

"As a matter of fact... the doors of our room, both black and small, have been devoured... Probably, but..."

"Probably...?

"Uhm. Neither I nor the Lord, because I was in my dreams, did the smaller ones really eat and break... Ha, and it is not clear that Lord Silanui, who slept with the Lord, broke through. Or you can't deny the possibility that Lord Lucia fell asleep and wore such horrible magic."

"... maybe if I did that, I'd blow up every building, not by the door..."

"No? Did they say anything?

"No, it's nothing..."

Imagining something, you wondered how it would be to imitate Fei Long, who is roaring and talking convincingly, to shower cold water...... Atlas didn't seem to do anything more to break her waist in her story.

"But why the hell did he break the door to me and the Lord's chamber... We were about to be reprimanded by Master Cortex."

"Right... Fei Long was in a tough spot too... All right! Then I'll stroke him!

"Ha ha... eh?

Eve, who should have been angry until then because Atlas said suddenly, stroking Fei Long's head, etc., seemed so surprised that he suddenly returned to his true face.

On the other hand, Fei Long's reaction seemed slightly different from Eve's.

"... touching my head...?

"Ah. Don't be shy! It doesn't decrease or increase where I stroke it!

Because this was the first opportunity to be stroked by Atlas, Feilong seemed puzzled by the sudden unfolding.

However, the confusion did not appear to have been caused by embarrassment.

"... Lord Atlas. I need a moment.... the main hall? I want to ask you one thing... when you can stroke your head, haha!, and is it something called people's manners that you say?

"What... no, maybe not..."

"Hmm..."

The moment Atlas stroked my head, the odd voice Eve was bound to be raising (?) Sometimes Fei Long, who was listening, didn't quite understand what a person was, and seemed to think that there were such special rules.

But there is no such special rule...

Eve, whom Feilong calls his master, denied it,

"No, but this place seems like a prison brother, and should emulate what the Lord has said"

I don't know what she thought, she seems to have decided, after all, to imitate Eve.

In doing so, Eve tried to say something… but swallowed it without saying anything and for some reason she had a satisfying grin… As far as she was concerned, she seemed to have no objection to Feilong reacting the same way she did.

"Okay. Okay, Lord Atlas. Touch my head!

"Ooh..."

Atlas is about to accidentally pull his hand in when he sees that head offered to him by a girl (Hiryu) about 2 times smaller than he is.

By stroking her head, he also had predictions as to what kind of development was awaiting him… his hand seemed to be about to be pushed back before that attitude, which was somewhere high-pressure.

Or maybe he remembered that her true appearance is a giant flying dragon that extends to 20m if she stretches her wings, not an infantile (courteous) girl or something......

But there's Mid-Eden's strongest knight.

Fei Long's gaze from the top (?) So, upkeep (?) While, to the extent that he had tilted his head, there seemed to be nothing like him pulling his hand.

... No, rather, it seemed impossible.

Because... This is the 7th section of the Royal Castle.

For him as a technical advisor for a number of parallel projects, the option of showing the royal castle staff how badly they looked did not exist.

Therefore, he reached for that long gray hair of the Fei Long, dressed calmly on the surface, feeling perplexed on the inside… and

Wrinkles, wrinkles!

and usually disturbed her hair, as she stroked Eve.

… at that moment,

"Or..."

As stated beforehand, a flying dragon imitates Eve and shows a reluctant bare gesture.

... but that was a moment too.

"Ku, kuuuuuuuuuu"

'... Huh?

With a heartfelt, pleasant look on his face, Eve couldn't hide his surprise at the flying dragon leaning against Atlas... and Atlas himself.

"Oh, hey... Fei Long, what are you doing?

"Well, maybe so, Dragon..."

When Atlas stops his hand and Eve turns her bewildered gaze to Fei Long...

"... hmm? Don't hesitate, stroke more! Lord Atlas!"

She rubbed her head against Atlas's chest plate and demanded a stroke... and began a rampage.

"Ooh, ooh..." Wrinkles.

"Uh-oh."

"Hey... maybe I don't understand..."

Atlas with his head in his heart and Eve tilting his neck against the flying dragon with a delightful look as he shook his thick tail left and right growing from his waist.

However, at that time, she didn't seem to quite understand why there was a wrinkle between her brows on Eve... either...

Then, because of a single stroke of his head by Atlas, the long gray hair of a flying dragon, as if it had been blown away by a typhoon or something, after a shamble.

Fei Long, who had hair like a woman in some horror movie, had a satisfying look on his face... for some reason I hug him with my arms in Atlas's arms and again mouth the purpose for which he came to him...

"So, Lord Atlas? Could you fix the door to our room, please? ♪ Chuckle ♪

"... you have a much different attitude compared to earlier..."

From her, the completely high-pressure atmosphere had disappeared… somewhere and seemed to have changed to the kind of attitude that Silanui showed Atlas.

"No more dragons..."

"Mm-hmm? What's going on? The main hall?"

"Yeah. It could be nothing... Yeah, nothing..."

It's like a brave man losing his precious companion in front of you, beaten to despair, but keeping it out of the table (?) With a look like... (unilaterally) Turn your back on two friendly people and walk away with Stasta Eve.

At that time, there seemed to be something deeply shady behind her... well, maybe it's because of her...

……… Then the scene turns to the living room of the Fei Long in the workshop.

Having managed to gently dodge the Fei Long tangled in his own arm by his physical surgery alone, Atlas saw that door that should separate Fei Long's room from the hallway... he also forgot to avoid her sticking around and held his head.

As a result, he asks Feilong to confirm.

"... hey, Flying Dragon? Can I ask you one thing?

"No? Is it a physical dimension? But Lord Catalina tells me, 'It is not easy to teach others'... if Lord Atlas..."

"No, it's not"

"... Huh?

"Sure, you said earlier that Fei Long... the door to the room was broken, right?

"Hmm... did I say that?

"But... I don't care what you think of this, the door is broken... it just doesn't look..."

And Atlas, who moves her gaze from the Fei Long and turns again towards the door of her room.

Feilong himself, on the other hand, didn't seem to know what he was trying to say, so he turned to the door, as he chased that gaze...

".................. ah"

... As soon as I saw the sight that was spreading there, she seemed to have consolidated every look on that face.

That seems to have been no exception to Eve, who had been with me so far... she looked at the sight and opened her mouth broadly, with her eyes on it too.

"Yeah...... This isn't a broken door... it's probably missing every room..."

Bwww!!

Her room, which was available on the high floor, as a flying dragon back to its immense original appearance could fly out of the window when something happened... There was a cold strong wind blowing in from the place (...) not (...), Eve and Atlas narrowing her eyes, and the flying dragon.

Apparently, the Fei Long room there had disappeared without a trace, leaving the remains of some doors behind before the restoration...