Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Shh.

Shh.

Shh...

On board the aerial battleship Energia.

Inside the hangar, one of the largest spaces of all, there was some sort of sounding of sharpening the knife.

In fact, it seemed to be the sound that was occurring over the grinding wheel because the metal was slipping.

But the sound was not that which was coming from a blade such as a knife or sword.

"... Hey, Leo. You, what are you grinding?

… The ”legendary iron pipe” that the brave man always used seemed to be the sound he made as he glided over the grinding wheel.

"Of course, as you can see, it's my weapon, isn't it? I don't know how to take care of a weapon before, I'm just doing what you've taught me."

"... sorry, Leo. I don't know what you're talking about..."

Because I never once taught you how to sharpen an iron pipe, or a wise man who hears the words of a brave man and holds his head by accident.

He didn't seem willing to pinch his mouth on the inexplicable behavior of the brave any more than that...

The wise man changed the subject and asked the brave man.

"Hey, Leo. You, are you really, really glad you're here? Shouldn't we have stayed on her side until Leah was able to walk?

The brave man to whom that question was directed stopped that hand that was grinding the pipe......

Look up at the ceiling of a hangar with countless LED lights installed.

And he mouths a response like this, narrowing his eyes as if he remembers someone.

"... there's no way I'm good by the rear when I stay weak. Leah is fighting in Leah. It's only when I think of her that I have to fight too...... don't you think? Nicole."

"... you're young"

…………

"It's hard for Osama, like me, to think about incising each other. I don't know when we're going to poke each other... Well, in the first place, I don't have someone... don't touch that, okay?

and a wise man who spoke so and mocked himself in front of a brave man who was leaning his neck.

Then the brave man frowned a little, and said to the wise man:

"What's Osama... isn't Nicole young enough yet? Besides, in your case, the blood of the Elves is mixed, so I don't think you have any age..."

"... still. Compared to you guys, living long enough is no different. If you live long enough, your thinking becomes more stable... If I were you, I wouldn't want to be away from the person I love for a moment... I just thought so. If you're satisfied with that, I'm not going to say it any more."

"... Really? Now, let's take that word, the advice of Nicole the Wise."

"No, it's not as much advice as it is. Each person has different ways of thinking. You can go out with Leah on your own terms. That's what you are - no, I guess you are."

Sage turned his robe over and turned his back on the brave...

I took my favorite book out of my nostalgia and walked away from the spot with my eyes on it.

He didn't really understand what his words meant to the brave...

Looks like he decided to think deeply while grinding his own weapon.

- When you worry, think as you move your body.

That's the way the brave man worries.

… but.

Something happened that would stop him from thinking like that, inadvertently.

"Yikes......!

Gashavan!!

A short distance from him, one of the royal castle staff thought he was organizing and checking the loads in the hangar, and he lost his balance and dropped the luggage in his hand on the floor.

Coincidentally, there is no one nearby but the brave......

He seems to have decided to interrupt his own work and lend a hand to the officials.

Whatever he is, he's a brave man.

Save the weakness, because you are a hero of justice.

And then he...

"Um... are you hurt?

I approached an official who was struggling to pick up the luggage I had dropped on the floor and asked him if it was cheap.

That, in itself, should have been just the usual behavior and inquiry for him......

But the next moment.

He will, for some reason, remain solidified.

".................. eh"

It was partly because the hangar was a little cold, or I was trying to weave a robe deep out of my head and pick up the luggage that fell on the floor - the royal castle clerk, who was actually unable to move, as if he had lost his hips.

That 's--

"Why... is Leah here?!

He was a childhood tame he should have left behind at the royal castle in Mid-Eden.

…………

She will not respond to the brave inquiry...

It just seemed quiet, leaning over.

To parable that figure, like a child who knew his parents and teachers would scold him and he was frightened and getting smaller......

As a result, the brave don't question the situation on the spot.

"... I'll hear the story later. First, let's clear this up and move the place."

As the words put it, I tried to change places, to clean up what was rolling.

And he realizes.

"This... to be used for camping... tools...?

... Yes.

What Leah dropped on the spot was a dish to use when camping.

That's all the brave guys used to use too......

They were tools that, until recently, no longer knew where they had gone.

Suppose Leah had that......

The ring embedded in her hand - maybe it was inside the item box.

Then......

She noticed that the brave man who had set out on the journey had forgotten his luggage and had come to deliver it to him, would it be true?

And I got on the energy was good stuff, I took off before I gave you my stuff, and I couldn't get off, he said.

If that were the case, one possibility would emerge.

That is, the possibility that her lost memory may have returned.

Anyway, if you didn't know that the luggage you brought was what you needed for a brave man's journey, you couldn't have bothered to bring it.

But that didn't seem to be the case either.

"This package...... did you come to deliver it to me?! (Could I have memories...)"

and when the brave man asks with pale expectations......

Leah replied:

"I don't know... It's just that... somehow... I have to give it to the brave..."

"... Really?"

Memories as knowledge did not return, but what could be described as habits that were staining the body seemed to poke and move about Leah.

As a brave man, though that was a little unfortunate, but relieved that childhood tampering had not completely forgotten about me...

He smiled at the look on his face and said:

"Thank you, Leah. Let me take care of this."

That said, when he handily retrieved the metal dishes, he proceeded into the bag that Leah had in his hand and received the bag….

Then the brave man stood up with a hand to Leah.

We decided to head to a place where there were two of us.