Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

And after the meeting.

"... so it's Cor... I wonder how the concubine should live from now on..."

Theresa, who returned straight to the chancellor's office, quickly revealed the earlier exchange to Cortex.

Such a look on her face seemed like a dam on the verge of decimation.

Looks like Cortex made a joke and then decided to cut through the story, as if it were because of that or to dispel her worries.

"Were you ~. Your sister wants to plant a bomb on me ~?

"... Lord, now, aren't you going to listen to the concubine's troubles? ♪ Gogogogogogogo ♪

"Yes, no ~. That's not true ~?

If I was going to get it done with a joke, I realized I was about to buy Teresa's anger, which was serious, and rushed to a soft grin as usual, Cortex trying to delude me somehow.

Then she said this to Theresa as she turned her attention to Zito, combining damage control.

"But in that case, you're not going to give up riding to the end of the day, are you? Could it be that even if I get in, I'm forced to get in ~?

Then it was a picture star.

"I know exactly what you mean..."

and pull your anger in and give Teresa an upset look.

"Yes, I know exactly what you mean ~"

Cortex, with the exact same face to her like that, makes this suggestion afterwards when she smiles with a nickel.

"So ~... from the start, what about the two of us getting in?

"The two of us...... then?

"Yes. When something happens, I protect the concubine."

"I see...... Then Waltz will shake his head vertically."

and Teresa with a full smile.

Then, after hearing her words like that, Cortex uttered an unexpected word for Teresa as she tilted her neck for some reason.

"No ~. Don't you need to check with your sister? On Monday, two days later, I told her that I was going to sprinkle a new micromachine on South Fortress."

"What... So, if it crashes, isn't it really the last one? Reasonably, Waltz..."

"Yes, by the way, Lucia also said that she would accompany your sister's spraying of micromachines, so on the day of her first flight, there is no one in the Wang Capital who can control gravity ~. Energia, cockroach b... I may have a potentia, but neither of us can float anything but ourselves ~"

After saying so, Cortex looked at the large shadow that occasionally covered and hid the sun, which was visible through the window of the chancellor's office.

In the case of the energy that was floating there, it could have floated with itself and what was on board, but what was outside could not float, in principle, in the gravity control system.

By contrast, the hull of the potential, created by the micromachines, was... floating on an entirely unknown principle, so sometimes we didn't even know if the concept of gravity control fitted in the first place, and it was unclear whether we could do something clever like float a flying boat that was going to crash when something happened.

Besides, without Waltz and Lucia, Waltz objected to Teresa's boarding because the safety of the pilot's life could not be guaranteed when the accident fell into such a situation.

Well, tempo honorable sacrifice (?) by the completion of the escape device, the insurance that Cortex will be on the side, and this time, flying low at low speeds, so even if the worst engine stops, it shouldn't be as important as leading to death on the boulder......

"Still ~... concubines ride, right?

"Mm-hmm. If Cole is around, the concubine is relieved. Lord, can you keep the life of your concubine?

"... you're buying too much ~. When you die, you die. ~?

"What..."

And Teresa, who solidifies again.

That said, such a look on her face seemed completely devoid of the depressing colors that were present when she returned to this room.

In the hierarchy all the way up where they were interacting like that...

"No more... I can't..." Dgowo

Waltz was super fast and was producing micromachines.

It is also, for some reason, in a clean room where equipment that the micromachine should automatically produce should be in place, without using that equipment.

See how it goes... Outside the room, Lucia, who was magically carrying the luggage her sister asked her to ask against such a sister.

"What's wrong? Hey, honey. He's moving his hands with tremendous momentum, looking so tired... '

"No... I think factory automation is important..."

'... I don't know what you're talking about, do I?

Lucia frowns and tilts her neck because the questions asked and the content of the answers returned were not as if they were a match and she really didn't understand what she was talking about.

In response to such a sister, Waltz finally began explaining the matomo circumstances.

"Actually... I'm not sure if it's a magical creature or a golem, like the macrophage Cortex released, but it's aimed at breaking the tiger's sight and the micromachine... So, when they tried to eat the micromachines, they had to stop working for a while and protect the micromachines... it wasn't easy to stop some of the production facilities... 'Cause you're gonna get stuck, aren't you? The parts are coming from behind..."

'I mean... you mean your sister's manpower is building a micromachine to protect the micromachine from Cole's use demons?

"Mm-hmm, pretty much like that."

and waltz leaning against his sister on the other side of the window.

At her feet like that, the macrophages, as if they had put water in a translucent plastic bag and written eyes and mouths on its surface, seemed to stare at a container with a jelly micromachine.

A cat after a little bird in a basket...... that's exactly how it is.

"... they're after you."

"Yeah. I'm definitely after you, not something, right? These guys..."

"(Cor, you don't like micromachines...)"

With the exception of eating a micromachine, Lucia smiled bitterly at the macrophage, which also looked like a cute little animal somewhere, moving the last package with metastatic magic, and then asked Waltz a question to a different effect than what the conversation had been about so far.

"I'm going to change my story... Sister, can I leave you alone about Teresa?

Lucia, who was supposed to head to South Fortress again next Monday with her sister, seemed worried that Teresa would not do something impossible where she had not seen herself.

But Waltz didn't seem particularly worried.

"Are you all right? I told Teresa we should stop the test pilot, and we have Cortex... Worst of all, trying to force me to pilot, as far as I can analyze, there's no way that that airship would fall in an accident during an experiment.... Except if you mismaneuver, right?

"That's right... If that's what your sister says, don't worry."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't do anything reckless to leave Teresa alone. If it's true, I'd like to keep an eye on Theresa too... if we don't get rid of Magi Mouse right now, we're going to have a lot of trouble..."

And while I speak, there is no stopping my hand, and Waltz is even getting ready for the day of his covenant with the Earls, which approaches the day after tomorrow.

The Magimouse case seemed obsessed with the obsessive notion that her actions had to be resolved above all else, since they were a problem caused by the root cause.

Well, I deserve it, so it's a supreme obvious thing.

"Yeah...... I'll help too, so I'll give it all away in three days? Sister!"

"... I'm sorry, Lucia. It really helps..."

And Waltz goes on to manufacture micromachines as he asks his sister for the contents of his next help and fights against macrophages he can't touch.

Thus their holiday (?), in dealing with piles of work, passed within a busy time.