Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Everyone paved the way for that unusual atmosphere.

Two beast ears of the same colour and a splendid one tail to the long silver hair that reaches up to the waist, while also snapping a bright white cloak with the Mid-Eden flag floating on it......

Even if he was low in height, something like an aura just to make up for it seemed to stain out of Cortex's body.

"Hmm...... There was also a coat for Japanese costumes. Isn't that bad?

... Well, with her and two melons like that, Teresa in Japanese clothes walking next to it with a circle seemed to haunt the subtle atmosphere because she used magic three times and still remained a soggy tail...

From behind them like that,

"Theresa... two...?

It seems that Beatrice, the princess of Olija, was following her with her eyes in full circle, without leaving.

From her eyes, not knowing the circumstances in detail, maybe... Teresa was suddenly looking more.

Behind it, Lucia weaves a cape dedicated to Mid-Eden braves.

Next to it, Catalina wears a white coat with a red cross on her back.

And even more from behind...

"Everybody's going, and I have to go too..."

There was no hiding him, and the waltz with his sly expression seemed to come with him.

However, it's not what it usually looks like, it's my favorite or black fox daughter, and on top of that, she seemed to be wearing made-up clothes somehow......

And around them is the appearance of the knights of Mid-Eden, who sprang out of nowhere...

Such a common appearance was undisputed the very mission from Mid-Eden.

For that reason, or when entering the royal castle grounds, there is no such thing as a stopping them...

All that or it seems that the Olija kings were still bare until the conference room where they would be discussing what was to come.

And the moment I got to the front of the conference room, I touched the door there, and I touched my hand with it (...) Eh (...).

Dogowong!

and relentless, cortex blowing it away.

Then again there, it seemed that Olija's government officials were having a grand discussion so that they could look for unanswered questions.

It can be argued that the look on Clark's face, as if he were a zombie, had a earthy complexion.

But that's also the story until the moment the Cortex and the others come into the conference room.

Seeing the blown doors blow up on the desk in the conference room to the other side of the room while the blown doors draw a straight line… everyone gave a stunned look, some of them even seemed to escape under the desk with their heads.

In particular, Clark, Director of the Diplomatic Office, is hereinafter identical….

Seeing the appearance of such people, Cortex proclaimed aloud, with a satisfied look on his face.

"I am the Mid-Eden Republic, Acting President of the National Assembly, Cortex = A = Eye. Now, from this moment on, let us declare that this country, the Kingdom of Olija, will be under the provisional rule of the Mid-Eden Republic".

To that statement,

"" "………" "Pocahontas"

Almost everyone solidifies suddenly, with a dazzling expression.

Suddenly he appeared, gently blowing through the door that was supposed to be heavy, and through the surrender recommendation, a declaration of control (?) Everyone seemed unable to swallow the situation before the tall girl who spoke.

Well, of course, there were exceptions.

"You're in trouble again... Quite a bit earlier, that's a different story..."

And, in a frivolous way, a poverty-starved maid who speaks so - Toito Waltz.

Others who knew about the tyranny of Cortex seemed to have all had expressions of bitterness and scorn.

Cortex, who had such a gaze on him, began to respond dissatisfied, with his hands on his hips, to his sister's words.

"It's not much different ~? In the first place, this country, if left alone, is one that will perish in a few days, so I decided to perish here and now, where Mid-Eden absorbed it, I don't think there's a problem with that. ~?

When she says so......

You didn't like the content of the words, and one of the government officials of the Kingdom of Orija bravely raised a protest.

... No, to be exact, I tried to raise it.

"What are you talking about?"

"Shirap! Incompetence! When the battle begins, what country the hell is the commander-in-chief of the army preparing now so that only his own family can flee the country ~? You loser ~"

"What...?!

At that moment, a man was called commander-in-chief of the army who would once again open his eyes and solidify.

Then another man, who guessed what his reaction meant by that, tried to ask him...

"Minister of Military Affairs! What the hell is that?"

But again,

"Shirap! Gold! Treasury ministers who are contributing to adulterers by privately diverting the state budget they were setting aside for the war should die instantly ~? Whatever, there's a window there, so why don't you try and take off ~? I'll help you ~?

"Ngu?!

A man called finance minister who sinks in a Cortex blow.

Then Cortex turns a nickely grin on each one of them… and every time, it seems that they have somehow leaned down with a blue face.

It's also as if everyone, there's something backwards......

Apparently, she has been using macrophages for the past two days to look into corruption among all senior government officials.

After a glance at what was there, she raised her voice again.

"Unfortunately, those in this room, without exception, seem to be feeding this country. Since the beginning, where enemies for this country have gathered in this room to have an argument that it is not ~ can we fight properly with enemies coming from outside ~? If this happens, it will have to be said that at the earliest possible time, this country is dead as well. Mid-Eden would immediately send the incinerator as burning garbage ~"

With that said, Cortex smiles.

That sub audio... if you have a complaint, say it ~, I guess?

Whereas

"" "………" "Chi"

Everyone in the Orija government was holding their heads, leaking whimpers, rattling and trembling... because, after all, fewer memories were causing their consciences...

Seeing it, Cortex, with a delightful look on his face... asked King Olija, who was solidifying, more or less, because the door he had just blown up pierced a critical spot above his head.

"So His Majesty King Olija ~? Please let me know how you would like this country to choose from the options I (Mid-Eden) propose now. I'm not trying to force you to govern anything ~. 1, I'm going to put us in exile and deal with Ecleria coming at us, just Olija ~. 2, Mid-Eden will absorb this country without question ~. 3, Mid-Eden will also help sink all those here into the 'Great River' and create a new government ~. 4, Swallow all the demands of Mid-Eden, as usual government ~.... Come on, which is better ~? Recommended is # 1 ~? Well, the moment I choose, I'll pop it out the window there ~? And then three or four means the same thing ~? It's just the difference between those here living or dying."

…………

To that statement of Cortex as if it were different from all the kings I've ever met in my life...... Old King Olija with his eyes round, his mouth open with a poker and a literally crisp look on his face.

But he, too, is the king of this clean country.

Soon after, King Olija understood her words... and somewhere happily made one choice...