Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"You don't think demons are just animals of visible size?... No, you didn't ask Margaret, did you?

Dahlia mouths such questions as she leans herbal tea into her mouth herself.

It seems that the word was directed to Eve and Rosemary, as she put it.

As a result, Eve responds to the words….

Somehow, they both seemed to have a difficult look on their faces.

"Maybe Dahlia thinks she's talking about the bugs... but Eve may occasionally see a big bug in the shadow of a bug, or something like that, or maybe it's a demon? No matter how many times I remember it, I might just think of it as that bug, a demon..."

"I also take a good look at Marie. You were there earlier, weren't you? It's those black bugs, who got off the airship one step ahead of Master Fei Long. Is that a demon, too?

"No, that might be Ene. Well, as for Ene, Potato could really just look like a demonic bug..."

and Eve and Rosemary exchange inner circle stories in front of Dahlia.

Then Daria, who had a strange look after hearing the conversation, asked Julia this question.

"... Hey, Margaret. Maybe you guys... flew out of Mid-Eden on that airship, didn't you?

and Dahlia, who speaks so, looking at the energy that was quietly moored in the distant view she was seeing through the window.

In contrast, Julia replies like this with a face that doesn't eat.

"Huh? Right? Didn't I tell you? Shit.

"I didn't say..."

Dahlia said so with a tired look on her face and a loud sigh.

Apparently, she still assumed that Julia was part of Boreas' intelligence unit.

As a result, the next thing she said, naturally, was this question.

"What are you doing in Mid-Eden? We can bring the kids here so dignified, I guess they're entrusting us with something... For that matter, I'm talking about the transfer of the housekeeper from Baoa (BBA) in Ardelheit last week... I can't imagine it at all..."

"... Dahlia? It's in front of the kids, so I need you to watch your language, okay?

and, with his mouth on the herbal tea, against Dahlia, Julia with a jitty eye.

Then she began to faintly answer what she was doing in Mid-Eden.

"... banquet executive"

"... Huh?

"Institutional Paper Issuance, Mapping, Director of Intelligence, Secret Service... well, you've been given a lot of responsibilities."

"............ what?

"Hmm? Did I say something weird?

"I'm sorry... I'm not sure what you're talking about... I mean, the Director of Intelligence, what?

"Maybe... of an agency that handles national chores... that's the top of its list? (Of an institution that shapes chores that can't be taboo, right?

"Something looks terrible... Huh? Top?"

"Well, if you say it's hard, it could be hard. But thanks to you, if you want to go home to Wespel, you can always go home, and you can be the bridge between Boreas and Mid-Eden, so there's not a single complaint, is there?

"What? The bridge between Boreas and Mid-Eden?

Because every word of Julia was content beyond imagination, or Dahlia leaning her neck in a blatant manner.

In contrast to her, Julia coughed up Cohon, and then...

Seems like you didn't want to be pryed any further or decided to return to the subject.

"So, what is the bug demon?

"... I'll tell you more about it later, okay?

"You have no choice..."

"So... there's a kind of bug that can be called a demon, and that's what's happening around Rice right now... The flowers and plants we're dealing with have all gone bad..."

When Dahlia said so, she sighed like she was tired.

Perhaps, although I fought to secure the flowers, it didn't go well......

I guess I'm actually tired.

To her like that, Rosemary asks questions with her neck tilted.

"A bug... do you eat flowers?

"Right? The flowers we're sending out are collected from a flock of flowers in the woods surrounding this town, but lately, insects have eaten them and wiped them out... To the Adventurer Guild, I send out a request to collect flowers, but no one will take care of them because of the concentration of my work on all the worm crusades... Maybe I shouldn't be a florist in this town anymore..."

With that said, Dahlia looking over the store.

Her job like that was supposed to be intelligence...

How long did something like attachment seem to have sprung up on the tentative first job I was supposed to start as part of it.

"... how many stores are you willing to play next?

"Next hey... I liked the florist so I'd like to continue the florist if I could..."

And that's it, Dahlia, who stops the word for some reason.

That didn't seem to be a fluke in emotion, it seemed to be the result of coming up with something.

"... Hey, Margaret? Are you sure... you're the head of a national chore agency?

"... Well, Eve, Marie, shall we go home?

"I'll give you a reward, hey flower, can you get it?!" Gassi.

Dahlia grins, grinning, grabbing both shoulders of Julia, who was trying to escape feeling some disturbing signs.

She seems to have thought about getting Julia to do a job that the adventurers didn't order.

"Hey, it's just not hippo d"

"Besides the rewards, we're going to spill information about this country? Wish!

"... that's fine because it's me who goes to both Mid-Eden and Boreas, but if I tell intelligence in other countries, you, you're a good shot in the neck, too, right?

"It's okay! Margaret...... no, because” Julia ”will make it all go away!

"... If you weren't my cousin, I would have abandoned you and left now, wouldn't I?..." Button "?"

and Margaret Julia, who points her gaze toward Dahlia (the button).

As far as that goes, these exchanges seem to be commonplace between the two of us.

Then Julia uttered a word of confirmation to the two girls who were sitting near her.

"I'm going to go to the woods for a bit later and pick some flowers...... you two want to come with me? Can we just wait at the energy?

In contrast, Eve and Rosemary respond this way, as if they had been making an offer.

"Eve hey...... maybe you want some roasted rice noodles with flower nectar?

"Marie wants a sweet cake!

Two people smiling at me for saying that.

Thus the three Julians went out to the woods to pick flowers for the florist.