Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

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

Then about a day further, the waltzes finally arrived in the meadow zone, which was 2 km in front of the village they were planning to go through….

The energy and potential that was flying in the sky, moored in an invisible position from the village, ready for operations, etc.

This is the battalion's campsite today.

"So, guys? Good luck with each one, okay? Not if you threaten the villagers, right?

"" "What..." "

"No, because you can't, can you?

Apparently, you weren't convinced by Waltz's words, roughly half the people there lean their necks.

In the meantime.

One person who has been in the carriage since this morning asked Waltz as he swelled his cheeks like he was angry.

"Master Waltz, what? What the hell are you talking about?

Yesterday, Eve was traveling on energy to treat her tail and hips.

She seemed to have no idea about the event she had decided to have while she was gone.

"Uh... sorry. I forgot the real elementary school..."

"Shit...?

"Yeah, never mind. Well, there's no choice this time...... could you work with an alternate Atlas and get something appropriately going on the mission?

"Huh? Master Atlas? I mean, on a mission, what?

"... Julia. I'll take care of the rest, okay?

"Leave it to me!

And waltz to the village with Teresa, with a disgruntled Eve on her ass.

Afterwards, Eve was trembling with a bright blue look on her face... what kind of mission was she given...

And Tech and Theresa and Waltz going down the street.

Teresa, in particular, seems to be in a good mood.

Well, if you walk a few kilometers, you must be tired and hectic.

"I don't know what to say... this mood. Full of creation?"

"Feeling innumerable, not?

"Oops, you did. It feels like nothing!

"... Either way, that doesn't sound very positive to you right now..."

and waltz whining as he turned a tired look against Teresa's rear as she was swinging her three tails with a boom.

Apparently, Teresa's words, once dead, sounded special to Waltz.

Then two people walk nearly 2 km down the street to reach a village that is not big or small, made in windproof forests.

Soon they seem to have succeeded in finding the tavern.

... but a big problem arises here.

"... Hey, Teresa?

"Mm-hmm? What? Waltz."

"Did you prepare this training for you?

"Hmm. Sure, that's what I said?

"So... you're not hiding in my shadow, and I was wondering if you should be the first to enter the tavern."

"... Ugh! Your ankle and hips are suddenly starting to move more sinister... This could be an actuator anomaly......! ♪ Uh-huh ♪

"That's not true..."

Waltz turns a strange look at Teresa for suddenly losing her movement.

Of course, it was obvious that she was intentionally making such a move because there was no way Teresa's artificial muscle movements, which were not being moved by motors, cylinders, etc., could suddenly become sinister across her body.

I mean...

"... you were actually very familiar..."

That is.

"No? I'm going to walk into this tavern and wonder what my concubines are going to do... and my legs are going to get heavy. If you think about keeping your mind constantly looking forward, then this can only be considered an actuator malfunction anymore? ♪ Uh-huh ♪

"No, it's not a malfunction, is it?

And waltz holding his head.

Consequences.

Unlike in Lucia's time, Waltz, who didn't feel like he really had to secure a meal, put Teresa's shoulder on the

Grr......

and grabbing it by hand,

"I don't have a choice. I'll assist you. I can't help it."

She pushed herself forward.

... but in contrast, Teresa did not seem to show any rejection.

On the contrary, I had a nimmari and a grin at an invisible angle from the waltz... I mean, maybe because I was aiming at waltz from the beginning to be a stream that would push my back...

And the two enter the tavern.

Karan Cologne......

"... let's ask! ♪ Don't

"No...... yeah...... The way Teresa talks, that's what happens..."

"Hmm? Was something wrong?

"Yeah. Look, we have to look right in the front and make a twist, okay?

"Ugh, um..." Slow down.

"... don't do it," sneaky.

And two people waiting for the shopkeeper to come from behind the tavern.

... and that is the time.

from behind the tavern...... not from now on, from the entrance of the tavern, where they had just passed,

Karan Cologne......

"Shh, excuse me... I'm already dying... Just a little bit, so split the food...... whoa?! Master Teresa to Master Waltz?!

Karan Cologne......

"Say nothing for a month now...... what?! Master Waltz and Master Teresa?! How did you get here?!

Karan Cologne......

"I think a few of you are in now... I knew you had a customer?! Besides, Master Waltz and Master Teresa!

He was looking like a fallen warrior for some reason, Atlas' men (?) The knights appeared one after the other.

Apparently, everyone is going to describe how hungry they are in disguise......

"Hey... what are you guys thinking..."

"Yes, no. Master Sylvia was told she had special training and just came to beg for it!

"Me too!

"Me too!

"Uh, you're not a bad guy..."

Apparently, when Sylvia went to the valiants to gather her fellow soldiers for the event, she also spoke to the knights behind her, although it would be nice to speak only to the valiants.

Perhaps to everyone, 'Master Waltz said, it's a special training!' But I guess I told him so.

"What do you want me to do, here..."

"What, no..."

"It's all I have left... isn't it?

"How noisy is everyone at this time?!

and, as usual, the knights how they decided to pay their currency and eat and drink.

However, as it is, I am not sure if the liquor store will accept it….

Theresa, on the other hand, who was at the head, had a strange look on her face.

"The owner? Anybody home?

I don't know if she's going on the mission yet, but she seemed to be sending a voice to the back of the store to call the shopkeeper who never showed up.

If this is all noisy, it shouldn't be strange to come out to see how it goes......

In her brain, I guess that kind of question was swirling.

But no matter how long I waited, the owner never came from behind the store.

And Teresa, I think.

"Maybe no one really is here? Besides... don't you think we'll be organized in this store for a long time?

"If you say so... right"

And, to Theresa's words, a nodding waltz.

In addition to what often happens in the store during the closing, where the chair is placed upside down on the desk, there was not a single tool in the store that I thought I needed, such as a jock or dish that would otherwise fit on the shelf behind the counter.

If I were to analogize, it would be as if I had been in a store......

"Maybe you're even marginalising... If there's no one else, there's no choice. Shall we go home?"

"" "Yessmum!

And then he leaves the spot, like scattering a spider child… the 50 knights who gathered at some point.

In addition to such a liquor store, from tool stores and lodging houses, when you look at the equally unfortunate knights and the fellow faces you see coming out...... apparently they were all in the same situation.

Waltz, who looked down from the eyes of manoeuvring armor much taller than everyone else, seemed to realize... it depended.

"Uh, this, maybe all the villagers who saw us and thought we might be in a war have evacuated? (After all, it's superfluous that the knights are here...)"

Theresa replied to the waltz whining of such a hologram.

"Normally, if you saw the concubines, wouldn't you be happy the other way around? Coming from the central side, they're not soldiers defending the country..."

"I don't know about that...... Some of the lost soldiers attacked the settlement, didn't they? I think he's mostly a miserable loser... (like the village of Lucia...)"

"Hmm...... Different worlds are hard..."

And give him a convincing look, sighing Teresa.

Thus.

Teresa's cross-world debut (?) had been deposited.