Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Then the three of us threw the dish into our mouths from one end to the other in order to head to the kitchen of the royal castle and see if the sumptuous dinner that was made there was poisoned...

And...... I was satisfied making sure it wasn't poisoned (?) Looks like the waltzes decided to head to the next location.

"(Sputter...... also, I may not need dinner anymore......)"

"(Eve, you're eating too much... We might have sushi for dinner......)"

"(I don't think there was any Inari sushi in the dish earlier... maybe a sushi with it s... yeah. Nothing......)"

"Sushi," he said, feeling that Lucia's eyes had somehow begun to glow, and Waltz seemed to decide to cut up the words along the way.

That was where they were headed... where Clark would have come to pick themselves up.

I mean, a tour inside the royal castle (?) Then... he was going to spy on me.

All three seemed the same to want to know what Olija was up to.

"(What Eve looks like... maybe you haven't really seen her?

"(Until just now, you just stumbled on me...)"

"(Yeah...... That's right... but isn't that what you might be worried about? He said he might be watching...)"

"(That's right... If you're worried, can Eve leave a message in her room? We were going to sneak into Mr. Clark's place, like ninjas, d)"

"(So, I can! Good luck even if you can't!

And, tail hair and head habit hair upside down, Eve raising a small protest.

After all, she seems to admire ninjas.

"(You have no choice... So, both of you? Follow me from behind. Oh, and no matter what, you can't speak up, okay? That's absolutely it, isn't it?

"" (………) "Kokuri

Thus Eve and Lucia followed behind the waltz that preceded them in silence.

Gacha

…………

Two people, Eve and Lucia, are about to speak out unexpectedly about Waltz's behavior with the door named 'Conference Room', which was on the third floor of the Royal Castle.

At that time, a sharp gaze was pointed at them, naturally, from the heavy townspeople of Olija who were in the room...

Because they could not see the waltzes that were becoming transparent, or they all assumed that the keys were broken.

Then, after Eve and Lucia, who were standing still, made their way into the room safely, in a way that caught my hand by waltz, who didn't look particularly concerned when I got that gaze.

"... I'll arrange for it to be repaired"

By the deacon figure, the door to the room was closed.

And with that in mind, the Waltz began their intelligence work.

Inside such rooms are Clark, McNeil, and others like the King who was supposed to have been crushed by the door that Atlas knocked down... and it seems that those representing the Orija government were meeting together.

There, it seems, is precisely now that an important meeting was taking place.

That is, the meeting about how to deal with the Mid-Eden people who invited them in.

It should be noted that next to the king, at one time, there was a chair decorated with luxury, but no one sat there.

It's supposed to be an important meeting, so much so that all the other chairs are filled... I guess the person who would otherwise be there couldn't face the occasion for some illness or some inevitable reason...

And after a while of silence after the door closed...... from Clark, the person sitting in a face-to-face position opened his mouth in large part.

"I know we don't have time. But so easily, you can't use the help of the Mid-Eden guys. There are feelings of the people..."

Apparently they are arguing to the knights of Mid-Eden whether to help or not.

Then this time another opens his mouth.

"Before they borrowed, they were just about 3,000 miscellaneous soldiers. With my help, I don't think things will improve..."

"I agree with that. As I said in previous meetings, the Mid-Eden guys don't always protect us when we get together, barbarians get together. Rather, on the contrary, it would even be possible to point the blade"

Guess from the attitude of those people, roughly half of the people in the room seem to have negative thoughts about Mid-Eden.

In response to that statement, Clark now opens his mouth.

"But all. If you left things unattended without doing anything like this, the result is more obvious than seeing fire. In order to unlock this predicament, shall we take advantage of the men of Mid-Eden here? Besides, you don't have to work directly with them. If the rumors are right... just let them stay here and keep us out of trouble"

Hearing those words, the cooperating opponents at the root were trying to argue... but before they opened their mouths like that, McNeill, who was just meditating on his eyes and listening, said, roughly.

"... from my eyes, they were strong. That, too, is out of step..."

Just one word of that,

…………

and in a conference room where there is no sound.

As a knight of Orija, it seems that one of his words, which has long been on the battlefield, meant more than that word.

Then for a while, silence dominated the scene......

And the next person to open his mouth was… deciding the country's decisions, chief executive.

It was King Olija.

"... I understand my brother's opinion very well. Mid-Eden's power, his hatred... But we can't just throw tomorrow away to protect our pride.... Cardinals, don't you understand?

In response to the words of a king who seemed to suffer somewhere like that...... the person called Cardinal inquired, recalling the reports received.

"But His Majesty the King. Didn't you suffer an unforgivable humiliation from the Mid-Eden earlier? Do you still think you can help him?

The worded king questioned the Cardinal the other way, deepening the wrinkles between the white brow and the brow.

"... What the hell does the Lord want to say?

It should be the same in every country, in every era, but protesting forever against what the king decided in the meeting was not supposed to be possible.

It can be said that in some countries it is not strange to qualify as a crime of disrespect.

And this Olija wasn't supposed to be an exception to that, either.

For that reason, the Cardinal's statement was, in a sense, a crossing of the line.

But those around him, starting with the Cardinal, didn't seem to care about it.

There seemed to be a clear reason for that…

"You don't have to use the barbarians of Mid-Eden to protect this country."

Hear that word,

"... Hmm? What the hell kind of technique is that?

and King Olija inquiring in a half-hearted manner.

Then, the Cardinal… uttered a statement that would sound troublesome on top of all this for the waltzes who were listening hidden on the spot.

"... where our Church of the Nation appealed to the 'Gods', there was a promise that we could lend you 10,000 angels. Now… it will be possible to suppress or drive back the invasion of the Ecclerians."

Hear that word,

…………

and give each other a surprised look, together.

That waltz seemed to be no exception.

"We apologize for your late reporting. Somehow," The Gods "also seemed to have a situation. It should be noted that the angels arrive early tomorrow morning. In that case, the Mid-Eden guys and so on are no longer useless. Aren't you sure you want to knock me out of town right now?

And so, literally, the Cardinal with a man's evil grin.

If what he is saying is true... the waltzes seem to have come a long way to a troublesome place.