Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

ragged......

"Hmm. I should have gotten in the carriage from the start.... but what? This carriage. It smells strange... It stinks of mold... even though it's different..."

Because of my lack of exercise, or because I wasn't used to my new body yet......

Having felt a limit on her ankles, Teresa seemed to have given up early on walking to Boreas and decided to travel in a carriage.

Together, Waltz and the three nulls behind him seem to have decided to board the carriage.

Well, the brave men who were further behind it, and Atlas and the other knights, still seemed to be forced to walk.

"Shh, sorry...... Earlier, in the carriage, there was a tragic incident... Ugh..."

"No, don't talk about it anymore. Julia, the Lord sleeps on the edge with Sylvia..."

"also, sorry......"

When you say so, move next to Sylvia and Lisa, who slept as gutters at the edge of the carriage, and just like them, Julia pokes powerlessly at the floor.

Maybe all three of them were getting ready late the night before for this day and were feeling a little sleepless.

Looking sideways at them like that, Waltz started talking to Teresa.

"Hey, Teresa? Shall I raise the control gain of your body a little more?

and the control gain waltz mouthed is, i.e., the muscle strength of the mechanized Theresa.

Until now, we've set the body's actuator to move at a 1: 1 ratio to intent, but by raising it to 1: 2 or 1: 3, we can dramatically improve muscle strength.

However, it would be needless to say, at the earliest opportunity, that human beings are separated by its reactions.

Because I knew it...

"No, it's enough as it is now. If you exercise, you'll get strength, too, right?

and Theresa responding.

"Yeah, right? It's just like your body ever was."

"Well, there's nothing wrong with that."

"Still, I don't have much strength... no. Nothing."

"... If you're that far out already, you just have to say it to the end... Well, I admit it's lack of exercise."

And Teresa, listening to Waltz, sighed deeply... at that time.

Now the words fly from the person who was sitting on the carriage's podium.

"Where I'm taking in, I'm sorry...... how far should I go today?

That's what I told you...... it was Loricon who got his body back.

He was one of those people who had lost all sorts of memories, but he could guide the way around this world, so this time, he was chosen as the owner of a carriage that had a lot of work to do.

And with him,

"... Hey, Loricon. At least look ahead and talk..."

Capella, who handed over the former river, also regained his body and sat on your stand.

In his case, although he had not lost his memory, he did not possess any particularly important knowledge, and during the labyrinth disturbances in Boreas, he was merely being put into action by a dedicated Loricon spokesperson.

To parable it, 'I have some interesting tools, why don't you try it', as if I got a devil's whisper and used it with a light knoll...

Nevertheless, it did not change that he abducted the children, starting with Eve, so he, along with Loricon, seemed to be treated like a slave.

"Well... shall we move on until about 3: 00 and then get ready for camp"

To that word,

"" What... "

Somehow, Loricon and Capella give a strange look.

Loricon started talking about why.

"You know, waltz. I'm the only one with a large march, so I think we should get ready for the camp a little early the first day or so, okay?

and Loricon, who strangely speaks familiarly to Waltz.

He himself did not have so much luck with Waltz, but seems to have gotten accustomed to her, who is generally supposed to be feared as a demon god, while his brother King Endelusia has forced him to listen to his story about Waltz.

In fact, there were other reasons why he could easily talk to Waltz... about which he himself seemed unaware.

Well, I'm losing my memory, so it's natural that I don't notice.

In contrast, Waltz didn't seem particularly concerned about it either.

As for how to talk, there are precedents for dirty blades, so they're not going to say anything about small things anyway.

"Well, there's Atlas and the braves, and we can do something about it, right? Worst of all, if you're about to go down, all you have to do is force the King's Capital to transfer with Lucia's transfer magic..."

"... you're a ghost"

"That's the demon god..."

"Yep. They say that a lot?

And a waltz with a nickel and a grin.

Apparently, she's training for the Knights (?), seems like a stomach that goes up to the same difficulty as hell.

In the shadow where Waltz and Loricon, and Capella, had such an exchange, Eve, who had no good memories of Loricon, was swelling her cheeks, frowning.

"Why, could Loricon be here..."

Then Null answers the question… for some reason.

"That's because they were the only ones who knew the directions to Boreas, Chief Maid. Even for me, I would like to bury someone with this hand who I think is offensive to the head of the maid… they seem to have a number of complicated circumstances"

"... complicated circumstances?

"Yes. For example, the Great River, which separates the realm of the demonic tribe from both humans. On that occasion, all magic is attenuated and eventually deactivated, so you cannot cross the river using common metastatic magic. But Capella, he used to run a river crossing. It will also play a part in our journey."

"... So, what about Loricon?

"... come on?

"…………" Mmm.

The most I want to know is Eve, which deepens the wrinkles between my eyebrows because I didn't come out of the null.

In the end, it seems that after that, with Loricon not being told by anyone's mouth why she's here, she finally gave up knowing why.

Then, to be rocked by a carriage, for a few hours.

ragged...... gackon......

The carriage stopped unexpectedly.

"As I was told, until 3: 00, we ran for now, huh?

To deduce from that word of Loricon, he apparently arrived at today's camp point.

"Yes...... Well, let's start by arranging a meal.... Energy? Potentia?"

"Did you call?

'What is it?

"Can the two of us hunt a total of 1,000 demons?

'What... can I have that little?

'Looking at it, I think there are 3,000 people...'

"It's okay. If it's not enough, they'll do something about it. I'm sure."

'Yeah, okay. Uh... it's all rats, like a thousand?

'No, sister. We'll need 2,000 of them. "

'Oh well... Mr. Rat, do you have 2,000?

"No, not just rats, but hunt for ordinary demons..."

When you mouth it like a scratch, two aerial battleships walk away from the carriage, leaving a hazy voice.

Later,

Tuntung, Dgowong!!

Because of the sound of some SF movie-like audio, Loricon and Capella, who were worried about the knights at first, and the brave men who thought hunting demons was the purpose imposed on them, seemed to have to smile bitterly.

Of course, the 3,000 knights who were walking at the rear of the line did not seem to be the exception.

Well, that too... seemed like a story until I realized later that the prey that energy and potentia had hunted was absolutely lacking and I was desperate to start arranging my own dinner.