Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Then go back to the energy body and look around for the brave from the sky.

Still unable to find traces of him, the hunters returned to South Fortress giving up looking.

If you're a brave man, you'll come back frazzled...

Looks like they decided to believe that.

And when the moon and the sun disappeared to the horizon about four times, and climbed repeatedly.

Inside the dining room of the new Count's mansion, musculoskeletal as a result of training to become a courtier (?) The figure of the swordsmen who became...

Dogowong!!

"No, you can't! He's still behind the door after us, isn't he?!

"That guy, I don't like him either..."

"I want to go back to my old life..."

... There didn't seem to be any.

The hunters imposed a 'Count's Mansion Escape Mission' on the three as a daily routine each morning, but the participants in the Lady's training, as one of them, could not even escape from the dining room.

I guess the fact that the brave man, the leader of the party, is gone also affects a lot.

The hunters who watched such swordsmen as they disappeared today mourned their powerlessness, not

"... the deputy chief one, you pretended not to see it when I... I didn't think he was this dependable..."

and so on, rather, they are targeting the swordsmen with tiger vision (?) He even seemed impressed with the deputy director.

"Swordsman and Sage! Don't be silly, come out! Whoo!!

rattling!!

"I don't like it! Absolutely, I don't want to!

"Hey swordsman...... It's time to stop talking that way? Something smells just like him..."

"Huh? Did I just say something?

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Are you saying on purpose, or did you not hear the sage because the monster (fukuji) was rocking the dining room door?

Sage and Energia seemed to have a frightened look against a swordsman who seemed unwilling to undo the way he spoke.

Energy today, by the way, has not become the swordsman's armor.

He had become a figure of man, as he filled the holes of the Zhongguan, which had been vacated by the brave man's loss.

Instead, the swordsman, who had lost his weapons and protective gear, had been loaned equipment by the hunter for the Knights of South Fortress to wear it.

Well, because the three of us didn't have the courage to open the dining room door, that seemed to be just a decoration, too.

You were aware of that, and you opened your mouth as the swordsman gave you a remorseful look.

"... it's kind of hard to keep losing like this. Any good ideas?

"That's hard to say for clarity...... Earlier, my hunter sister taught me that the Countess's voice imitation had been tried several times... but even if we did, it didn't work at all..."

and a bitter, frowning sage with his mouth.

Then she started talking about whether Energia had a plan or not.

"After all, I have to exercise my strength..."

"Can't you? Energia. Shooting or killing is something I'm sorry about your hunter sister? Even those behind that door are the knights of this town..."

"Swordsman! Sage! Let's do something fun together, shall we?

"Ugh... that's really disgusting. If you don't know your sister, you're sick enough to make it look like an accident and kill her..."

"Don't pull..."

"After all, do you want to do a sack?

and with his mouth, though the tip deformed from his own arm, and the energy that was growing something like a black knife, boom as if cutting something against the door, and waved it,

"No, after all, bloodshed is awkward..."

"Right...... Will you be a little more patient, Energia?

Swordsmen and wise men still seemed to be negative.

"Mmmm..."

That's what you didn't care about, the energy that starts to roar with your hands on your hips.

Apparently, the limits of her patience are reaching dangerous waters, too.

A wise man who felt it opens his mouth as he deepens the wrinkles between his brows.

"... I have no choice. Eight or one, why don't you go out the window... Worst case scenario, even if they find us, for now, if we can even get away from him, we'll figure it out (leave Energia alone, 'cause our lives are going to be in danger in a different way...)"

"That's a utterly unsavory statement..."

"Is there anything else, then? Victor."

"... you have no choice. Energy? We're going through the window, right?

The moment I heard such a swordsman's words, the number of the energy's patience gauge (?) appears to have declined sharply,

'Yeah. Fine!

Her expression, which had been grumpy over the past three days with no progress at all, seemed to turn to a smile at once.

'... no enemy shadow!

"... well, I'll be there."

"... ah"

The energy that made the body liquid and flew out on its own, making enemies around it.

The swordsman and the sage jumped out the upstairs window at once, signaling the go sign she had given out like that.

As a result, naturally, the swordsmen, pulled by gravity, fell to the ground,

Dosun......

In the order of feet, buttocks, and backs, it seems to have successfully landed with the impact dispersed and managed to reach the outside safely.

Nevertheless, it was not outside the mansion, but a courtyard surrounded by hedges and buildings.

"(horns! It's a dead end from anywhere, run to the corner of the wall!

"(Wah, I get it!

Interact like that in a whisper, running through the courtyard that would be in order by the gardener so that no one would find it, and the swordsman and sage sliding their bodies into the walls of the house and into the gap between the hedges.

That was a great place to hide oneself temporarily because it was a place where two people were staring through the dining room windows, blind from all the windows of the building, and no one could see them unless they came nearby or peeked directly into it.

"(For now, I could get out of the dining room... don't get distracted yet? The footprints we put on it are still in the garden...)"

"(Yes... right? By the way, how many more minutes until the time limit your sister set?

"(30 minutes…)"

"(Mmm, I can't...)"

"(Ah... would you steal a horse...?

"(But even though it's training, you steal the horse... and if you get attacked by a magpie mouse or something, you can't take it back, can you?

"(then... what do we do?

"(Hmm...)"

Two men roaring in a gym seat, leaning perfectly against each other in a small space.

Even if we could get out of the room, from the courtyard they were in to their destination, we would cross the hedge, run through the town, through the inquisition that controls entry into the town, and scratch (or sneak) the eyes of the knights watching Magi Mouse's guard around the city...

Still further afield, in alarm of the Magi Mouse, they must run within a short time wearing armor a few kilometres to the forest, and at the end of the day find and hunt demons, and take them home.

Normally, you should be working for a day just to get to your destination and go home, but the hunter says, Miss (?) In order to be, they have to be able to do that as if it were part of the play......

It was just never impossible.

Because she used to say things like this.

"Whatever the means."

In other words, the swordsmen had about two possibilities left.

Did you know that, the first of possibilities, opened its own mouth?

"So, you want to ride me?

This means using energy to reach your destination from the sky, hunting demons there, and hurrying back.

There was just one problem with it that couldn't be helped.

Thus, against the energy that has traveled like a slime over the snow, the wise man utters the words of the pointer.

"... it'll take half an hour to get to Energia, so it's hard."

'So what do you mean, bring the main body over here?

"Then it will stand out this time, so in vain the free knights will sniff out the anomaly and obstruct Energia for where we ride"

"Hmmm......"

To the words of the wise, the energy of how you are thinking of saying something back.

But no matter how much I thought about it, I didn't seem to get an idea.

"Mr. Victor... I may not be able to do this anymore"

With that said, as sweet as it is against the swordsman, it seems to have begun to get entangled.

On the other hand, for the wise, they had an idea.

In short, it is the second of possibilities.

"... let's go to Mr. Amber"

and the wise man who speaks of the name of the young witch who the other day wiped out about the brave man somewhere.

I mean, borrow her metastatic magic, reduce travel time, it seems.

"But there must be soldiers and knights over there who have been wounded in battle. I think it's very likely that he'll be seen..."

and a swordsman who answers the sage's words as he strokes his slimy energy.

But the idea of the wise man did not seem to end with that.

"Use your head a little, Victor. Nothing. We don't have to sneak directly into the infirmary, do we?

"While I'm hiding, can you just call me about Mr. Amber?

"That's the thing, Energia. We're going to hide ourselves while we travel to the place where the town fountain is located, so, Energia, get Mr. Amber."

'Yeah, okay.... Mr. Victor? Don't miss me, okay?

"I'm not a child, so I don't have it.... please? Energy."

'Yeah, I'm coming!

And the energy to cross the gap in the hedge and disappear beyond it.

After dropping him off, the swordsmen start looking for people around them when they get in shape...

Such a fold, out of nowhere, I could hear this voice.

"KYYYYYY! Swordsman, the sage has escaped!

"Damn! He found out!

"We'll get out of here as soon as we can!

He felt that voice echoed inside the new Count's mansion, while suddenly becoming active in people's movements, swordsmen and sages changing their complexion.

Then they (?) is desperate to cross the hedge (rose)......

You won't have to bother explaining that the two behaviors at that time were un-lady, muddy, and bloody.