Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Meanwhile, in those days.

Waltz, dressed as a black fox daughter, was walking behind a man wearing a black robe from his head and four girls going ahead.

Such their purpose is not to tail the four...... but to protect them to the royal castle.

Well, one way or another, it seemed to be the protection of those protecting the Orija people.

"Look, Clark. Be a champ. Somebody's not dead, so don't give me that funeral-like look, okay?

Teresa's Funeral (?) When Waltz, who had no other experience attending, said so... a man in a black robe who was so tearful that his face was gushing - Clark replied to her words like that.

"... when the hell was the first time a lady got such a fun look on her face..." Guru

"No, no, no... She was more tense when she came to us to ask where Teresa was in the evening, wasn't she?

".................. Huh?

"Huh? Ugh, yeah...... Nothing..."

I don't know if the reason Clark listened back to me was because he couldn't believe his story, or because of the whimpering, he just got distracted, and on top of that, the waltz of how he decided to distract himself from the story because the response was troublesome.

Then again, from the side, the two follow behind the Beatrix as they repeatedly interact as if Waltz were muzzling Clark and making him cry.

At that time, I was walking through the city at night, but I passed out the men who were leaning over me under pressure...

Screw the badly visible gatekeepers and soldiers who were at the entrance to the royal castle with gravity control systems......

What's more, I've seen a priest-style honorable man walking from the other side somewhere... not to mention saying that he doesn't care about his very existence, but constantly increasing and relentless, unconscious under massive pressure and supergravity approaching 8G as well... the waltzes moved on to where the Beatrix room was located.

And I just got to the third floor of the royal castle...

Gachari......

"... Beatrix? And..."

They are to face Lady Olija, who has come out of her room, by chance.

Look at that...

"What...?!

and beatrix that inadvertently stiffens the body.

She seemed to think that after breaking the dick and getting out of jail, the clothes she was wearing would remain slave-style attire, so she could be badly eyed again...

Then Teresa, who sensed such a Beatrice reaction, whined about this against Beatrice as she stepped forward hiding about her taller than herself on her back.

"What you saw here, if possible, you want me to forget it?

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Then Lady Olija noticed how the girls were having such a conversation.

"What are you talking about with Kosokoso! Guards..."

Raise your voice out and try to call the guard soldiers.

Beatrix, who doesn't like it very much, and the Mid-Eden people, who don't like to see it, were with him, so he may have thought that we'd hang suspicions of national treason or something and deal with them all at the top......

As a result, Teresa, when she turned around and then sighed deeply… exercised the ultimate magic in a way that only she would have.

"O Lady of Olija. Don't you forget everything from now until 24 hours ago?

At that moment,

".................." Gaku

Lady Olija shows off her movements like a broken marionette.

Because of the enormous scope of the influence of the spiritual magic exercised by Teresa, or her brain, it seems to have been overloaded with a corresponding load.

Nevertheless, magic is just forcing me to rewrite my memories, and there shouldn't be any brain damage.

Theresa then continued, exercising her second magic.

"And, 'Why don't you be nicer to Beatrice?

And Teresa, who finishes exercising verbal and spiritual magic.

But there is no way Lady Olija has reacted to the second magic...

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Like an unpowered humanoid, it just seemed to lean over.

Seeing Lady Olija react like that,

"Mm? The second magic, did it work?

"I don't know? Shouldn't you have said it a second time first?

"... hey, Master Teresa? I may have lost my memory of Eve a day ago..."

and Teresa and the others, each leaning their necks.

Then Teresa, just in case, is worried about exercising the last amount of magic here...

"What the hell... did you do?

Beatrix asks about the situation.

In contrast, Lucia and Eve, who knew what the magic was about, try to explain... it seems that Teresa decided to explain herself when she raised her hand and let it stop.

That said, it wasn't a direct explanation, though it was like being wrapped up in some oblate.

"I used my concubine's magic against the Queen. Let us forget today the pei (...) na (...) ru (...) and (...) no (...) - (...) imposed upon the Lord. And the other one... I don't know if it worked, so I want you to forget it. Well, at least, you have to spend a week in the barn... isn't there supposed to be anything? So don't worry."

Whereas

"The magic of erasing memories...?... No way, are you going to erase my memory too?!

And you remembered Teresa's words earlier, Beatrix, who starts to lag behind by accident.

Wouldn't it make you forget the time you had fun......

Such concerns inadvertently seem to have passed her back of the brain.

Meanwhile, Teresa, who was able to understand the meaning of Beatrice's words, said this as she shook her neck sideways with a bitter smile.

"No, that's not it. Isn't it too pointless to give you a radio and make you forget about today?

"What? Ah... you did..."

When Beatrice said so, he seemed to confirm once again the feeling of the card he was holding dearly.

"Well, whatever it is. The Lord will sleep in peace tonight, but good. And... Miss Lucia? So you want me to walk Lady Olija to her room bed, where she's standing, drooling in her mouth?

"What's the reward?

"... Inari Sushi Serves 5..."

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

"Hey, Master Teresa? Could Eve have stood drooling like that, too? Hey?" Gogogogogogogo

"Well. It's late for the night. There will be another tomorrow, so will the concubines go home?

If you say so, it's like running away from Eve, cutting the lead on the spot and trying to get back to the guest room, Teresa.

It never seemed to reach her like that...... Beatrice turned to Teresa's back and

"... thanks. Teresa......"

Seems to have said such a word of gratitude firmly.