Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

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Look at that silver remnant, Clark that solidifies.

Of course, he wasn't cut, but he seemed to have rounded his eyes as if he had been cut off and even forgotten to breathe.

On the other hand, against Atlas, if McNeil cut it off at an unnoticed rate of speed... but in fact, it didn't seem to have torn Atlas apart.

It was a few millimeters to the neck of Atlas, and it kept the pitch and the sword still.

On the boulder, in the position of chief knight, I guess I could not create a new spark myself between Mid-Eden and Olija.

"... I still think you're just a kid for the inevitability of this degree of swordsmanship..."

With that mouth, unfortunately, McNeil tries to get his sword back into the sheath.

... but he notices discomfort there.

It's also obvious that Atlas didn't change his expression in the beginning... when the sword he tried to fit in the sheath,

…… ... None?

I left only the patterned part, and it was gone.

So where did that blade disappear...

"Hmm. I see. Chromium-based alloy? Well, there's lava nearby, isn't it hard to collect raw materials..."

Atlas said so, with the black gloves he wore at some point... this again, and that blade that was snapped at some point...

Gusha......

And it was as if to grip soft clay, but it was easy to round it up.

"... I blade it, it doesn't even contain baking, and the level of blacksmithing doesn't seem that high... Oh, I'm telling you, I'm not making fun of Olija, am I? Most of the countries in this world are the same."

Then Atlas held the iron mass in his hand...

"Sister? Pass!"

Dogowong!

Towards the waltz, just the movement of his wrist, he threw it at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

Then,

Gassi!

and waltz to catch it with bare hands.

Then she looks out at the object...

"Yeah, burning garbage."

Shubbo......

It seems that it has been compressed with supergravity and erased from this world as if it were to be burned with a black flame.

Look at that series of interactions...

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Clark and McNeil solidify as if only the time on the spot had stopped.

Then there's such a common reaction from them (?) No longer able to stand, Atlas raised his voice to the knights of his men who were around him when he left the two as they were.

"Now you guys! They can eat good food today, too, right? The destination... is the town there! All units forward!

"" "Sir! Yesser!" "

And the knights began to run before Us and toward the capital of Olijah, which was before them.

Then both Waltz and Lucia got into the carriage as if nothing had happened before

"Well, shall we go too?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna have to find Silanui."

"Where could he be? Dear Siranui..."

"First, shall we join our intelligence unit?"

"Well, I'll keep in touch"

Their carriage, too, followed behind the knights and began to run.

Afterwards, the brave and wise man who still looks to be running in today, plus the horse on which the slack-eyed swordsman finally opened up from the energy......

And finally...

"... so. I'm sure you'll take care of me for a little while, thank you."

Atlas sends such a greeting to the two flattered...

Stuff!

When he jumped off the scene at a tremendous rate, he overtook everyone who had gone earlier and went back to the beginning.

… that is.

"Ah... speaking of which, if Clark's old men don't come, they won't be able to open the front door..."

"That's right..."

Having left the Clarks on the spot, Russ and Waltz, after approaching the main entrance in the king's capital of Olija with thousands of knights… naturally, the king's capital seemed wary and shut the gate.

"What do we do? Sister?"

"There's only a forcible breakthrough ~?

"What am I going to do? Wait here for the Clarks?

"So shall I blow it up ~?

""....................................... "

In front of that gate, when Waltz and Atlas are troubled, the timing is right (?) Looks like Cortex has been interrupting the conversation.

Waltz inquired with his head against his sister on the other side of such a macrophage.

"Cortex...... Why are you being so aggressive?

Cortex, by contrast, speaks this way in a slightly different tone than usual.

'... it depends on how you receive it ~, but at the time you have your sister there now, Mid-Eden invaded Olija, but it's not an exaggeration ~?

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'So ~... here we should bury the main entrance in one blow to show Olija that we have overwhelming power, even in order to get a valid political note ~... that's what I think. Yes... because this is one of those political rushes to avoid futile strife, not pointless violence and so on ~'

"............... Oh, really?

"No, even if I ask..."

and waltz and atlas with a bewildered look.

In response to those two, Cortex urged the decision.

'Come on, blow it to one thought!

As a result......

The troubled Atlas seems to have decided to follow Cortex's words, as foolishly as usual, since he was sighing heavily.

"... ok. Believe me about Cortex, I'll blow it up. Even before, Cortex was doing everything he could to develop Mid-Eden. You know that very well."

'Really? ~. That's your brother.... Then feel free to blow it up!

"Ooh..."

Atlas walks toward the main entrance of the town, where a large door soars in response to the strangely temperamental words of Cortex, bewildered.

Against such a brother, Waltz seemed to send a gaze to see something pathetic, but more than that, she never seemed to utter a word.

And Atlas, making sure that the black glove in his hand fitted tightly... pressed the light (...) ku (...) door with both hands flat.

At that moment,

Baggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!

and two doors made of thick metal that fall inside the town, as if they had lost support.

Apparently, Atlas thought it would be awkward to blow the door into the town for one thought, as Cortex put it, and did everything possible to ease it.

On the other side of the door, there should be no sinless citizens, so it can be taken for granted.

… but.

"Wow! Heh, Your Majesty!!

"Your Majesty was about to welcome the Mid-Eden guys himself to the underside of the door!!

"Those are troublesome people to make!!

Despite Atlas' consideration, someone seems to have been pinched under the fallen iron door.

As for who the hell has fallen under the door... well, it would be obvious not to say anything...