Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Homunculus named Tempo made from Catalina's somatic cells.

If you describe her correctly, maybe it would be more accurate to say android.

Not belonging to such a realm of magic and alchemy, and to the realm of science, she was the first artificial person created by Waltz, Lucia and Catalina, yet… in a sense, a supreme masterpiece.

At first glance, 10 men are so beautiful that all 10 turn around......

Neither in Cortex nor in Strella… it is the only characteristic that tempo possesses.

Though for some reason, like a bright red rose, there seemed to be thorns hidden in its interior.

"... maybe you two were trying to bring the potential into the room..."

... In short, its character was threadbent, as if it were a thorny crawl (waltz talk).

"Yes, no, that's not true!

"Whoa, Victor's right, it's a misunderstanding, huh?

Blades with swordsmen desperately trying to elucidate what happens when you get tangled up in tempo, because you knew it.

To tell the truth, Potentia had nothing to do with Swordsmen and Blades just because she was going around about her sister's energy...

There's no way tempo can honestly convince me of that...

"Really...... Now, let's get out of here and have him testify about it. Around Cortex, I think I'm free today, so I'm going to ask her to be the judge."

Looks like she decided to listen to the two of them in an illustrative setting where no one gets a bad riding habit of sitting on a judge.

Then naturally,

"Oh, no..."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Tempo..."

and two men with troubled looks.

They seem to recall that if it's a regular tempo, it's a pattern of unilaterally dragging the opponent around, exhausting him... and stabbing the todome.

But only today, apparently, the idea of tempo had only a little flexibility.

Is that because they added that they were within their peers, or was it also for some other special reason...

In any case, she seems to have decided to give the men a chance before turning the noise up (...) ru (...).

"... ok. Now, both of you, prove that your presence will not negatively affect your potential or your spiritual growth."

At that moment,

"Shit, proof...?

"We're going to be negative for the ladies. Proof of that, huh?

and a swordsman and a blade that I think about as I put my arms together while I mouth it.

In the meantime, the tempo waited still because it also included the meaning of the service to them......

In contrast to such tempo, the first person to open his mouth was a swordsman who had a relatively long relationship with her.

"Wow, all I can do for you, Potentia, is keep an eye on you... but you're making me learn all sorts of archaeology to make energy a fine adult, aren't you?

And, in an attempt to make excuses, a swordsman tries to give an example of the story of an archery of swords he recently began with Energia.

Then, before hearing the word, Tempo said to show the swordsman his right hand flat...

"No, that's enough. In your case, let's start with that way of talking, and then let's just say we leave it to the Inquisitor."

Immediately, I gave the conclusion.

"What, hey..."

"Shin Shin Kan?

"Yes. You're the one who judges weird people and corrects them, right? (Mainly, per soul......)"

Tempo responding to the energy he has been asking, instead of a swordsman who has lost his word.

Energia, who heard it, said that he had always been on his side when harm was done to the swordsman, but only today, there seemed to be no opposition to Tempo's words.

'Actually, I was thinking about it, too. Mr. Victor, I don't like the way you talk like this. If you're gonna fix that... you don't have a choice, do you? It's for Mr. Victor, isn't it?

"Hey, why don't you give me a minute?! I'll fix the way you talk now......! I can't fix it... you can't fix it?!

And a swordsman who kneels on the ground and looks like he's been draped.

Again, a habit that once stained (?) didn't seem to pull out right away......

Later, such a friend's death in battle (?) Blaze, who dropped him off, opened his mouth, looking confident as usual.

"I was just stumbling into my friend Victor's room. This time, you might want to say you're involved. Mr. Tempo missed out on ordinary people like that?

and a blaze that speaks of particularly apparent circumstances.

Against him like that...... Tempo, whose reason for coming to this room wasn't actually to sink the swordsman, etc., began to talk about achieving his original purpose.

"I see...... That may indeed be the case. I'm sorry about this. So, Master Blaze, you don't mind if I come home?

"Well... I'm sorry about that. So, Victor? Good luck, huh?"

When Blaze said that, he left his bright white comrade on the spot and tried to escape... then.

Tempo opens his mouth with a nice, faceless look.

"Oh, with that being said, this is the airship that Master Teresa and you have built... but quickly, it seems something like a soul has dwelt in it, doesn't it? This time, it looks like a collection of micromachines, like Energia, that look like a girl."

At that moment,

"Man, are you serious?! All right! It's a drunken day!

And a blaze that sounds happy.

At the same time, it appears that his real heretical inquisitor sending has been decided.

... Rather, should I say send a guard?

"It's a joke."

".................. Huh?

What look did Blaze have the moment he heard about the joke...

Dove...... then no, if you describe it as a face like the owl ate a bean cannon, would you understand...

Then two swordsmen and a blaze, inside the workshop, wet clothes (?) When I started running desperately to escape tempo and energy trying to put on......

"All right, all right!/(adv, adv-to) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk

"Ha ha!! ♪ Ira

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

and skinship as usual (?) The figure of Atlas and two others, who were, was in the room of the Fei Long, which recently broke frequently.

Seeing Atlas wearing his work clothes and hanging various tools from his waist, apparently, he's just finished repairing the Fei Long room.

Two others...... i.e. Eve and Fei Long are here because Eve was probably in the Fei Long room visiting.

"... Karina. Now the repair is complete. From now on, just try not to break it, okay?

"Ugh, um. I don't see it...... But... I don't remember at all..."

"Dragon. It could be the world, right? Eve, for the most part, may not remember..."

and my ooze and the night sound of a flying dragon (?) Eve looking identical.

When Atlas listened to her like that, but said nothing extra but laughed only at her bitterness, he then threw a question at the seemingly invigorated Fei Long as he cleaned up the ingredients and tools around him.

"Hey, Karina? Could it be... you, are you afraid of the night?

Apparently, he saw overlapping children crying at night because they couldn't keep up with changes in the environment and an ageless Fei Long.

Feilong then replies unfortunately, shaking his head slightly.

"That's not true... it should be. Even now, I've lived alone. No way, I'm scared or scared..."

……

…… What's the matter with you? Dragon? "

"... I knew I was scared," puffy

A flying dragon that seemed to deny it at first, but still seemed to have something to be afraid of.

Then, blued her face, Atlas asked her again, as she began to look around.

"What are you afraid of?

"Ugh, um... That's..."

And it is the moment when she says so and then tries to say something.

Con con con...... Gashon!

The door to Feilong's room, which I had just fixed, suddenly opened and a visitor arrived.

And the person... Null, the demon king in the maid, enters the room of the Fei Long Ya...

"And, Master Tempo... he said I could eat all the red balls on this floor... Mmm, I can't..." Gufu

Batali......

He suddenly collapsed and stopped moving.

Apparently, at this construction site, personal accidents (?) appears to have occurred…….