Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Rent out the kitchen of the lodging we secured in the town of Leapa.

And a hunter who delighted to cook fine demonic meat.

With her tongue drummed at the meat dishes she prepared like that...... Waltz was hearing reports of the results from the brave men who were infiltrating the town's checkpoint in Leapa to investigate the magic props.

"... according to Sage (Nicole), that's what I'm talking about"

"Hmmm...... After all, you can use your ID in common all over the world... It's troublesome." Momogu.

A checkpoint at the main entrance.

The moment a wise man snuck in there and borrowed his ID from a brave man into a reading magic item, he said, along with the brave man's name, he came up with the rank information of the guild to which he belonged, his ID registration, his entrance and exit town history, and... the name of the party.

Apparently, this world ID system has one workshop somewhere (?) made of, or, it seems, standardized out of the waltzes' ignorance.

For the record, the wise man who brought that information seems to have been injured when he snuck into the interrogation center, caught in a ceiling collapse, inside the room he took to the inn, or in therapy.

"I don't know if the information is shared around the world or recorded in the cards... but it seems like the possibility is that the information on the cards is leaking somewhere."

Waltz concludes so after hearing reports from the brave.

Then the null sitting across from her oblique clouds its expression.

And when I poured the bright red wine into my mouth all at once, I started talking regrettably.

"Without knowing it, our country kept leaking information somewhere... From now on, I think information will determine the fate of the country, and they say they have created an intelligence department..."

"Well, you don't have to be that depressed, do you? I didn't leak the information I said in my mouth... it should be."

"... I felt like there was something strange going on..."

"If you care, you lose?

That's what I said, grinned, and then waltz trying to put a fork on the plate to carry the hunter's special steak into his mouth.

However,

Katsun......

"Is that it?"

From there, the steak had disappeared, leaving only one beautiful plate in front of the waltz.

It should be noted that all she said was the first bite, which she ate by cutting into small pieces with a knife (laser).

"When..."

With that mouth waltz turned his gaze on the near-transparent object that was on the fireplace of the inn......

It is a Cortex-made demon-conductive life form, macrophage.

"Cortex...... You took the meat from my plate, didn't you?

Then the response returns from the other side of the macrophage.

"Hiya, hehe hehe hehe hehe hehe? (No, I didn't take it ~?

"So, what are you doing?

"Mogumo, Ogumo. Coincidentally, there seemed to be a delicious steak dropping on my desk, so I thought there was no body to collect ~. Delicious ~? This meat ~ '

"Cortex. You know what food resentment is? There are also cruise missiles and anti-extinction warheads on hand..."

"No, I'm not gonna shoot you. I mean, if you want it, be the first to say it..."

and waltz throwing his gaze at the hunter who was in the kitchen visible from there, with his mouth.

Then, in less than 3 seconds...

"Look, it's a replacement!

A hunter with a full smile brought a new steak.

Apparently, she was getting ready in advance.

Then cut the hot steak into small pieces with a knife and waltz it into your mouth.

In situations where manners are concerned, she was the one who eats without using her mouth, but where only her friends are, she seems to decide to eat normally.

Then chew the vegetables with the meat, and then swallow it.

Waltz turned to the macrophage and asked again.

"So, Cortex? What's going on with the Mid-Eden ID system?

In response to that question, Cortex, who was on the other side of the macrophage - stopped the knife he was slipping on the first steak he would have taken from the waltz and started explaining.

'At Mid-Eden, we're doubling the system. If you put a card on the magic prop, the traditional access town control system will work, plus Mid-Eden's own system will work, and so on ~'

"Earlier reports of brave men... you were listening to Cortex too, weren't you?

"Yeah, I was listening ~? Besides, you also knew that maybe the information was leaking ~. So in Mid-Eden, we duplexed the system. Save the correct information on the Mid-Eden side servers and let the traditional demon props know about fakes… No, if you're more precise, we're passing encrypted information to the traditional demon props, not just fake information. That way, if the information was leaked to the outside world, the encrypted information could be treated like a backup that could be retrieved worldwide ~. Plus, it comes with an aside that they can't read it. Harassment...... yes, this is harassment. It's a reward for trying to pull information out of our country on your own ~?

"What are the chances that that cipher will be broken?

'It's not zero ~... but where it was torn, wouldn't this one ever be painful ~? I don't think your sister, in discipline, is going through the ID process ~'

And, after saying it without incident, Cortex starts chewing the steak again.

Even if the information were leaked, the trouble with it was that the average citizen living in peace would not suffer anything, either between the warring nations, or between the realm of the human side and the realm of the demonic side, or about the criminals.

Alternatively, there was no denying the possibility that the trends of those at the top of the government would be leaked to other countries, but as Cortex said, upper Mid-Eden, including Waltz, never went through the regular route into and out of town, so there was a zero chance that information would be leaked from unused ID cards in the first place.

I wonder if the identity cards once made by the Waltz in South Fortress remain on record that they are still staying in South Fortress.

"So is that... If there's anything you're wondering, I wonder where you're building magic artifacts..."

So crushed, then waltz to carry the steak to his mouth himself.

The boulder Cortex didn't seem to answer that either.

She also seemed to chew the steak heavily.

Then, now from somewhere else, my voice flew in.

Specifically, from the seat directly next to the waltz.

"Speaking of which, sister. Why are you using the pseudonym, the name Kinoshita?

Lucia said she remembered what happened in the guild.

"Oh, that one. Kinoshita is... the pseudonym I used in the world I was in? Fake name... real name... but it's not."

"What...?

"No? The country I was in, Japan, was a country with about 1 to 3 characters of kanji and a first and second name. So, when I tried to live a decent life there, the name Waltz = A = Eye was a bit of a hassle... apparently I used a different name, so... That's Kinoshita. Well, that's my sister's name up there..."

"What's your sister's sister... her name at all, isn't it?

"Yeah, you're not, are you? I mean, only one older sister is an unusual name..."

"Hmmm... Kinoshita..."

and Lucia thinking about whether she had anything to think of in that name, with Inari sushi steak stabbed in the fork.

Perhaps she thinks even of her pseudonym.

At that time, a bandaged swordsman who was beside the brave man, cheeked the whole steak.

"(Hmm? Could it be Master Waltz... from the same country as me?

Though he seemed to think.

In the end, he never uttered the word.

But it was lucky for him, I'd say.

If there, if he had spoken of it, dinner would be interrupted as soon as...

And because a harsh interrogation should have begun, by Waltz, who never wanted those in his hometown to know who he was...