Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Good...... Dear Teresa, live..."

"... Lord, a little silly, isn't it slow to react?

Teresa turned her suspicious gaze against her sister Sylvia, who had pinched her mouth so as to replace the sighed blaze of relief.

"No, that's not true, is it? I just couldn't interrupt your conversation with Teresa."

That's what I say, Sylvia, with a bitter smile.

When I look at her eyes like that with something small and droplet-like on them...

"Lord... well, you couldn't get into a conversation between Blades and his concubine, you regretted it, you cried, didn't you?

"I'm sorry... I don't feel sorry for that..."

... Well, in due course, she must be one of those people who was worried about Teresa.

Then Cortex, who was listening to Theresa's question, pinches his mouth in the conversation between the two with a somewhere sorry look on his face.

"Sorry, Master Sylvia ~. Apparently, the concubine's head, mixed with my memory, has gone a little crazy ~"

"... Lord, have you thought of anything unnecessary right now?

"No ~. You don't think 'it's from the beginning' like that ~?

"By the time I say it, it's the same as affirming it..."

And, hold your head, little, sighing Teresa.

Then Sylvia, who was watching the situation, asked Cortex a question, tilting her neck small.

"Memories mix... what do you mean? I think you look and speak just like Teresa always does..."

"... I mean, the Lord, too, thinks his concubine is crazy from the beginning..."

"Well, isn't that better now?"

…………

"Er... this is a very difficult story ~. The concubine ~... feels like she saw it, she looks alive, but, actually, she was firmly dead ~"

"What...?

"With his death, he complemented the memory of his concubine, who was filled with holes as if he were a missing puzzle, with my memory. So I may look and speak concubine, but the truth is I ~..."

"What...?!

"... No, it's true, some of Cole's memories may be mixed up, but since the concubine is a concubine? The thought of this waltz and the thought of the engine and the sky hasn't changed since before you died!... maybe."

"... I see. Sure, you're undoubtedly Theresa."

And Sylvia suddenly has a convincing look, although she was showing an unacceptable look until just before, whether it was something she thought of Teresa's words as well.

Such a fold, a blaze with a prominent beard in a pyjama... accidentally said these words.

"... So, you guys. What are you doing here?

Cortex replies to the question with a difficult look on his face.

That's... that's why she came here, at the same time apparently meant more than that.

"… also wanted to ask you to help build the airship…"

It was that moment.

"Ah? Are you stupid?! You're killing every man in front of you, aren't you? Sure, there, I don't know if there's a haunted fox in Teresa's skin, but where's that word coming from? Ah?"

Blades raised a blue muscle on his forehead and yelled at Cortex in a furious manner.

It just wouldn't be the only reason his hands were shaking small at that time, because nothing was so high.

Hearing that word, Cortex... breathed out small, as if his role was over... and then, clearly, he silenced himself.

Instead I opened my mouth...

"... this mouth?

It was Teresa, the dead person.

And she uttered this face to face, without being frightened, against the furious blaze.

"I wonder if once a dead concubine would say... if it was to fly in the sky, a concubine could die. No, to be precise, I thought, should I? Even if that makes someone worried or sad... there's no stopping this thought. Isn't that the same thing before and after you die?

"Really, you're a real idiot, aren't you? You Ye."

"Mm-hmm. I know that very well. So, on top of that, I wanted to ask the Lord. Perhaps... the Lord is the only one who can understand the thoughts of a concubine?

"Why me... Why would you say that to me if I couldn't save you! Harassment or front!

In response to such blaze ramblings, Teresa opened her mouth as she remembered, narrowing her eyes.

"At that time... a few days before the test flight, your lord said he wanted to fly instead of his concubine, didn't he? Is that statement... half-hearted?

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"Or should I buy too many concubines?

"............ no"

"Then it's easy to talk about. Only those who want to be serious about what they like and risk their own lives... can the concubine entrust this newly gained self... that's all. So the Lord doesn't have to blame himself any more."

"... an idiot.... No..."

And the blades, as they look up into the universe with their hips down on the bed... on the other side of them, narrow their eyes as if they were seeing something blue...

"... the real fool is... me or..."

With such a small grunt, he exhaled a loud sigh.

Thus.

In the royal castle, rumors spread in half a day that Teresa had come back to life, but it would go without saying that there had been less confusion as a result.

Not sure if there were those who were after Theresa's cauldron… but it seems that the ancient luxuries and nobles, as well as those in a position to preside over politics, such as the senators and the various guilds, had a not insignificant sense of vigilance towards Theresa, who appeared after raising her funeral once.

Well, that, too, seemed to be less than half of the total, thanks to the Cortex and their leaps.

The waltzes who found out about it seem to have decided to go into a certain action.

Specifically, he took Teresa out of the king's capital until most of it cooled down, in the same way as when the chaos arose over the brave Lucia (tentative).

In short, a small journey (?).

And the purpose of that journey is…

"... gush... I forgot to bring the money because I was so sad..." Slow

One, out of the king's capital, at Silanui's on his way home... not before.

"What...? Forced return of me......?

Looks like it's become a mission to send the nulls that were coming out of Boreas, along with their support supplies, to their home country.

It's also forced......