Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Well...... What the hell is the Orija government hiding from us?

…………

Clark looks like he has his mouth shut tight against that Atlas pursuit.

Apparently, he's hiding something difficult to say about what's on the spot.

In contrast, Atlas thought that he would have trouble when something happened to the knights if he didn't know what the secret was, and he seemed to be waiting for a response from Clark.

Such a fold...

'Well, Atlas. Doesn't it matter what ~'

Waltz was holding it in his chest (?) From the slime, my voice flew out of the way.

As you can see by the unique way of speaking, it is the voice of Cortex, who by now would be celebrating dinner time in Wang Du.

Hearing that voice, it seemed that most of those who were there immediately perceived who the Lord of the Voice was… it seemed an inexplicable event for Clark, who did not know her.

"S, you think the slime is talking?!

Surprised Clark's, with that word...

"Look, sister ~? Isn't Mr. Clark confused ~. You don't have to speak up, so please move your mouth to match my words. '

and Cortex speaking normally without the appearance of concealing his own voice.

Then, well, naturally...

"... dull"

Waltz says no.

It's just that Waltz's words didn't end there.

This is what she said, not to mention the change.

"Look, Atlas! Pasu!"

And waltz throwing macrophages, using gravity control systems, toward Atlas.

"Whoa?! I don't want it!

Poofy......

"Atlas ~? Did you say anything now ~?

"No, you didn't say anything, did you? Lovely, this macrophage......"

"If that's what you think, keep your mouth shut for my words."

"Ugh..."

Thus Atlas, in front of which Clark is watching a series of interactions, began mouth puckering as if it were a game of punishment, in keeping with the words of Cortex......

'... Whatever the Orija government is up to, it's none of our business. Just advance soldier ~... just enjoy the sightseeing of Olija ~'

"" "... what?

"Of course, that's not all. ~?... See, Atlas ~? It's a mouth (tickle) puck. Forgetting your mouth pucker ~?

"Gu......" Buku

"............" Pocahontas

Clark before such Atlas' behavior and Cortex's remarks, how his open mouth can't be blocked.

But still, he's a diplomat of a country.

Seeing and hearing what Cortex had to say and what happened to those who listened to it, and immediately realizing that she was the person in a crappy position, he regained his serious expression and then uttered words of doubt.

"What does tourism... mean?

'... right ~. The act of deepening knowledge and understanding by touching on scenes and scenes in the city, as well as the history of that country ~... well, it would be like that ~'

"Improve your understanding..."

'... you talk about being an Orija diplomat. So what the hell does my word "tourism" mean ~, you know somehow ~?

…………

I thought I'd imitated that Atlas tone and heard Cortex say it, Clark narrowing his eyes.

Seeing his reaction like that, so far, Cortex decided that what he wanted to say was conveying, and he went on to say it.

'Sure, earlier we talked about welcoming us as national guests ~. That's really good. As for Mid-Eden, you're welcome. I want you to welcome me as a national guest ~. But what does that mean ~... you don't need any more explanation, do you? Anyway, this is the interaction between the country and the country ~.... right ~? Dear (...) Clark of (...) Officials (...) outside ~?

Hear that word,

"Damn... Was it a fox..."

And Clark grumbles like he regrets it.

Against him like that, Cortex imitates the tone of Atlas (?) I stopped and said this back.

'Yes. I'm a fox, just like Teresa, who's supposed to be there. But ~... diplomacy is supposed to be like a forgery between a fox and a raccoon to secure the national interest ~? To Master Clark, a diplomat, that's a stupid question, isn't it? This world has only two choices: "Eat or Destroy."

"... Hey Cortex. Is there something wrong with that?

'Isn't that good? In order for a great power to become a great power, it must act as a great power. Tyranny ~... Yes, tyranny!

"No, I don't know if I'd say that confidently..."

and mouth, Atlas, who actually held his head.

Then he asked Clark, in his own words, instead of giving Cortex a mouth puff.

"... and our Lord Head of State is saying... as for the Kingdom of Orija, as Mr. Clark put it, accept us as national guests, okay? Of course, I'm not talking about invasion, but on the face of it, we're going to be asking to deepen our interaction... but maybe the loss is bigger, huh? (The Cortex one, I don't know what you're thinking...)"

Clark responded to what Atlas said, which could also be taken as his last notice, with a painful look on his stomach.

"... what did my colleagues say here... are you forced to come to our king's capital? Then... if you eat poison, it's even a plate. Let us use you as tools, too. That's... the will as a great little country!

Yes, leak some of the real deal, sighing Clark.

Originally, he should have no authority to make such a big decision, as he is merely a diplomat… Perhaps, as a decision of the Orija government, from the outset, he was to invite the knights of Mid-Eden into the king's capital.

Instead, in this case, if Clark had failed to take the Waltz here to their own King's Capital... wouldn't he have made a big deal of it after returning to the King's Capital?

"Well... then we shall act as guests, sweet as Mr. Clark's words. Is that all right? Cortex."

'Yes. As for Mid-Eden, that's fine. But Atlas ~? When something happens to the knights or your sisters, Atlas, who is in a position to command the troops, will assume full responsibility ~? It's tough ~'

"Hey..."

'Oops, looks like the maid brought dinner. I'm going to go into this first ramen tasting that would have been made in this other world, so I'll see you later ~'

"Well, Cortex! Talk yet..."

"Go, go, go!... no, no, no, no, no. 'Butch.

Communication with Cortex via macrophage, which leaves a sound like sipping (soaking) something like that and cutting it off.

Thus Atlas, for a few days, had a headache….