Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

When Catalina, for Eve's smile, was enduring an inhuman and painful struggle.

"... why on earth would His Majesty not quite acknowledge his offer to quit the brave? I asked Master Waltz to make sure he didn't drink or eat or go to the bathroom for more than a week..."

No matter what you look at it from anywhere, the ladies costume brave guy who only looked like a maid girl,

"Hmm... what is it with me... or is it time for you to open up about Your Majesty?

Onei Word (?) a swordsman who couldn't get out and

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He was consulting inside the Swordsman's room on how to quit the brave, along with a wise man who looked like he was thinking of something.

"No. Not yet. His Majesty is immortal. You won't even feel the pain, such as this degree of abuse. … at this time, as a tough means, what about declaring war on Endercia?

"Leo...... You know, I know you want to quit Brave Man, but in many ways, I wonder what that is?

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How can I quit being a brave man......

Sleep or wake up, the brave ones these days seem to have been thinking about that all the time.

Against him like that, the swordsman asks what he came up with.

"But Leo sure... unlike Sage (Nicolas), he's not making a pact with His Majesty the King, is he? If so, wouldn't it be necessary to obtain His Majesty's consent?

"No. For once, even those on the outside are the kings of our country, so if you want to think about the future and proceed peacefully, I thought it would be best to get your consent to quit..."

"... instead, I feel like I was talking about something noisy until earlier..."

With such a mouthful, he turns his gaze toward the brave, looking like a swordsman in men's clothes.

Then he asked the wise man who was next door to seek advice.

"Hey, Nicola? Do you have any good ideas? I'm a sage...... about 1 or 10 come out easy, right?

In response to that question, Sage...

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As if he hadn't listened, he seemed to pierce his silence.

"... Nicolas?

A swordsman who turns a strange look with those words against a wise man who is not asleep but has no response.

Then the wise man raised his face, which was leaning down, and looked up at the high ceiling of the Swordsman's room, and suddenly began to say this.

"... I think I'm going to stop being wise..."

At that moment,

"What...? What the hell is that..."

"What's the sudden matter?

A swordsman and a brave man with a surprised look and asking each of them what that word means to a wise man.

In contrast, the wise man began to talk about the situation with a sigh mixed with his tired expression pointing somewhere towards the ceiling.

"Recently...... I, I think. He said there's someone much better suited to a wise man than me..."

"Better than Nicole... Suitable for Sage?

"Less, you think you're the smartest of our parties, don't you?

Hearing the sage whine, the blue heavenly thunderbolt, a swordsman and brave man leaning down his neck with the words on his perfect expression.

Was it because they had that look on their face after they became Waltz's companions, happily going to the library every day to pack it, watching the sage?

But that's where it seemed to cause the wise man to want to stop being a 'wise man'.

"Actually... there's a much smarter one in the library than me..."

"Ha..."

"Is that... who is it?

The person to whom the wise man replied to the inquiry… seemed unexpected, both to the brave man who inquired and to the swordsman.

No, not exactly, it wasn't even a person.

"... an insect"

""... what?

"It's black, it's stubborn, it won't die inside..."

"It's black, it's lumpy... oh, it's energy, isn't it?

"What? That's not me, is it?

When a swordsman squeals, the energy of a collection of micromachines that emerges from a gap in the furniture.

Apparently, she's still playing 'Sneaky Play'.

And a few seconds late from her.

The root of all the problems represented themselves not only from under the furniture, but also from the connections of the floors, the gaps in the window frames and other inside the operating panels and refrigerators of the doors.

Casa casa casa......!

Casa casa casa......!

Casa casa casa......!

Thought life form with the same micromachine body as energy and assembled its own aerial battleship (?) Potentious.

Seeing that appearance, the wise man opened his mouth with a trembling finger against the sole that appeared when he gave a sincerely unpleasant look.

"It's him..."

"Huh? What's wrong with the potentia?

"He's caught in a book called A Library Book..."

"" '... Huh?

When you heard that word, you couldn't imagine the situation, the three of you tilting your head at the same time.

"At first someone pinched me and I thought (...) Ri (...). But if you look closely, your feet and your tentacles are growing... and that's one or more of them in every book... (I don't even want to remember anymore...)"

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And we'll be silent. Together.

The potentia that had such a total of four gaze on it...... moved around the room endlessly as usual, apparently under the Swordsman's bed, somehow found the book...... after a while it disappeared to be sucked in towards it.

Look at that...

".................. hey!

A swordsman who understands the current situation and begins to panic.

Apparently, the book, to him, was one no one wanted to see.

Seeing how such a hasty swordsman looks, Energia asks.

"Mr. Victor, what's your rush?

Responding to that question was not a desperate swordsman, but a wise man who seemed to know the circumstances well.

"Energia...... If possible, I want you to pretend not to see it. I think it's still too early for you."

'Still... early?

"Ah. Perhaps very, obscene... because it also says something that you can't say to your mouth... (I mean Victor, who doesn't lust for Energia. equivalent, it must say something maniacal......)"

Then Energia, hearing the words, turned a narrowed gaze at the swordsman, who was desperately trying to kick the potentia out of the book...... he whined such a word.

'... well. I've only seen it a little before, but you mean that content is' dirty '. … It seems that Sage and Brave Man (Yusha) are moving their bodies in a friendly way…'

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And a wise man and brave man with a complex expression, difficult to exhaust on the brush tongue.

Later, it will no longer be necessary to mention that the inside of the Swordsman's room was engulfed in more chaos than ever before......