Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

And the three came to the front of the building where the incident carriage was parked, even as they lost their way along the way.

Because of that, there's no sign of people in the carriage already because it took me so long to arrive...

The girl of interest seems to have moved into the building.

"Well... what are we going to do?

"Huh? Why don't you just go in normally and look?

"It's a lot easier said..."

Teresa is unwittingly confused by Julia's remarks, which are far more behavioral than herself.

Sylvia, on the other hand, seemed even more actionable,

Gachari

"I'm sorry, dude."

There was no confusion whatsoever, and it seemed that he left the two of them and quickly entered the building.

Apparently this is the intelligence agency's ability to act......

"... I have no choice. It could be a weird store... but I don't know if I'm going..."

"I think you could think lighter, right? If we all go, we'll talk about it."

"Uhm...... That's right..."

And after Sylvia, Teresa with an unfloating expression and Julia with a bitter smile.

Inside the building where they went in like that...

"It's like... in Col's room, isn't it?

"... Dear Teresa? Isn't that a problem statement?

The red ropes I've seen somewhere, the appliances I don't know what to use for, and the giant candles seemed to be narrowly embellished in shelves and showcases.

Other times, on the wall, along with someone's name, when you look at something like a list of amounts...... apparently this is where the

"This place, using slaves... sounds like a miserable facility"

Apparently.

"Ha... you have a headache..."

"Well, don't say that. Maybe it won't hurt your head or stomach any more."

"... why not?

"There, take a look"

With that said, Julia points her finger at the counter and thoughts of this store.

Then there was the figure of Sylvia... before her there seemed to be the shopkeeper and thinkers who fell unconsciously, and the small men and thinkers.

"Um... sorry...... When I walked into the store, I was mistaken for something and was about to get attacked, so I resisted... this is what happened!/(adv) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

"... I see. Thanks for saving me."

"What? Oh, yes..."

If I thought it was something that would really piss me off, Sylvia would be thanked the other way around and show a bewildering reaction.

Though the colour of reflection seemed to be absent at all.

And in the cheeks of them that were silenced by her, were they all laid flat, and the marks of her hand seemed to remain firmly.

However, it seemed to have a blue and black color instead of a mark with a bright red color......

"Hmm. Don't worry, we'll be able to explore this."

"No. I think it's too soon to be completely distracted yet. Maybe there are still other clerks left in the store t"

"Hey! You guys! What s... yah!/(adj-na, n) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

"... there might be some clerks left, so I don't think you should be distracted, right?

"Well, well. Follow me from behind Julia..."

and Teresa responding with regret to Julia, who gripped the clerk who showed up with a giant hand created by magic.

Thus began their exploration of the store.

Meanwhile, around that time.

In one of the sloppily lined huts, the magical lamps of creepy colors were in the basement illuminating the thin...

"... how did this happen..."

While wearing worn out clothes, there was a girl with some elegance nodding around the corner of the room holding her knees.

"Again... you shouldn't have gotten in a carriage you don't know..."

Today a day...... especially a girl who remembers her own actions during this few moments and has a regrettable look on her face.

But there seemed to be a certain harvest in her actions, not just regrets of anything.

"Teresa...... For a moment, but you've been reunited..."

As she said, she was the one who shouted Teresa's name out of the carriage window.

At the same time, a princess came to visit about Teresa at the Royal Castle to Waltz's room (?) It was the person.

Unlike Teresa and the hunter, she couldn't seem to use transformative magic or erase signs, and couldn't get out of the royal castle on her own.

So, the action she took was… sneaking into the carriage of a vendor entering and leaving the royal castle.

Besides, knowing that was the slaver's carriage......

Apparently, she thought that talking to the slave trader would help.

In fact, if there was a slaver on the spot who would know her face, something would have happened.

However... it was a courier who was carrying the carriage.

Such is the princess who is present on the cloud (?) You can't even know her face, and on top of that, she used to come in worn clothes... and she forgot to put her down at the castle about her getting in from the royal castle, he thought.

As a result, she was once returned to the slave trader's hall... but no one knew her face there, and she was thrown into this cage until treatment was decided.

If she stayed here... perhaps in a few days or hours at the earliest, she would have to abandon her dignity as a woman.

"What shall we do..."

Upon returning to me, the princess holds her knees harder, feeling that the environment in which she is placed deteriorates for a moment (?).

As it is, without you believing who you are, you become a slave...

She thought about it... and seemed to be about to cry by accident.

But... there was a presence in my heart that supported her like that.

It is the presence of Theresa-Heinrich Applefall, a girl of my own age, at the height of the politics of my hostile neighbour.

The thoughts she had with Teresa were admiration, confrontation and... a desire to fulfill the promises she once made with Teresa...

In short, she looked at Theresa, who was in almost the same situation, as being close to her rivals indefinitely, at the same time as being the backbone of her heart.

"Teresa......"

By whining its name, the princess manages to keep her mind calm (?).

Then I got a response to that word that wasn't supposed to come back... somehow.

"Hmm? Did you call him?

"Help me out of here............ Huh?

"I don't have a choice...... Julia?"

"Yes, sir."

And the moment I was beside Teresa, the servant and the thought that Sacubas used mysterious magic,

Baki, baki, baki...

and the lattice of the chamber broke at one end... and what separates the outside from the inside of the chamber was instantly gone.

Look at that,

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The princess (?) who rounds her eyes and solidifies herself in an intact position.

With such a clear anticipation of her reaction, Teresa approached her with a bitter smile and tried to say these words.

"What if the concubine is Teresa-Hain? The Lord is to his concubine, for something n"

But before Teresa says everything...

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The princess (?) accumulates large tears in her eyes...

Zusa........................ Grr!

Stand up to jump from there, and hug Teresa...

"Wow!!

I started crying out loud.

To her actions like that,

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and Teresa, who had no skill in exchanging and just had no other appearance to be hugged.

Did you wonder if it would be okay to poke around about her like that, Teresa seems to have decided for a while to lend a shoulder to the tearful girl...