Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Theresa noticed a certain discomfort as she watched as Beatrice and Randy started exercising magic on each of them.

"... hmm? Speaking of which, I think I only had six bottles available..."

That's what I said, Teresa, checking on the desk.

There were fragments of her experimental tools shattered by the fire magic of Beatrice and the wreckage of Teresa's example experimental tools that had become its entanglement, plus the extra Randy's glass bottle by turning it into an iron container, but the first number of bottles prepared by Teresa was two per person, which was supposed to total six. But no matter how much you count, the number of glass bottles on your desk is eight. Obviously they didn't fit the numbers.

And another thing, there was something strange about it.

"... On second thought, I think we only had a glass tube for three..."

Both Beatrice and Randy were machining glass tubes and using Graham condenser obsessive gas cooling devices, but even if Randy's was safe, the glass tubes Beatrice was using were blown with fire magic along with the glass bottles, so it still didn't seem to match the number of glass tubes Teresa had prepared. It should be noted that it goes without saying what happened to the glass tube of the example made by Teresa.

Teresa noticed it, and she snapped her neck - at that time. A small change appeared in the experimental instruments of Randy and Beatrice.

"You've got smoke..."

"This way, too?

In Randy's case, although the contents were not directly visible due to the fact that they were metal containers, white smoke seemed to flow through the glass tubes connected there. On the other hand, if you are a beatrice, a clear glass bottle (?) and glass tubes (?) So the contents were clearly visible, and the white smoke appeared to be rising from a piece of wood that had been thunder magic over the bottle.

Theresa, who saw it, asked against Beatrice with a fundamentally suspicious look on her face.

"... it's Bear. Lord, where did you bring those glass bottles and tubes from? Originally, the glass is supposed to run very little electricity, but what does it mean to pass through electricity..."

In response to that inquiry, Beatrice gave Teresa a a bright grin, as if it had blossomed even in flowers on its expression, a trick (?) The seeds were revealed.

"Actually, this... it's not a glass bottle or a glass tube, is it?

"... what do you mean?

"Made with junctional magic taught by Master Catalina - it's a magic container......!/(adj-na, adv-to) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

The moment Beatrice said that...

"" "What...?!

- and Teresa and Randy, and Lucia, who react surprised at the same time. Randy seemed surprised because he didn't think the glossy bottle was made of junctional magic, and Teresa and Lucia were surprised by the very words "junctional magic taught by Catalina”.

"Oh Lord, wasn't the kingdom magic much better?!

"That's what I heard too..."

"Not glass... not...?

For each of the three, Beatrice stopped the thunder magic and began to talk about the details.

"What we said, it doesn't work, is about strength and size? As for the application of the magic of the junction itself, if I did what Catalina taught me, I could easily do it. However, freedom to manipulate the magic of the junction is limited to the size of this bottle… when it gets bigger than that, it gets harder as soon as possible…"

"No, Lord, if this is all you can do, I don't think it's enough?

"That's right, Bear. I can't use junction magic, but you know very well that this is amazing, right?

"... not yet. I'm pretty sure the two of you haven't gone far yet. But you're not gonna give up, are you? Until one day, you can stand next to Teresa and wear a crown of flowers, yeah! ♪ Poop

"... Teresa. I wonder if this is the only way to be Bear's son-in-law?

"... Miss Lucia. Don't say bad things..."

With that said, Teresa tries to jump the gaze directed from Lucia and Beatrice.

Then Randy, who had been left in a one-person conversation, said something he couldn't solve, and threw this question at Teresa and the others.

"Um... Gentlemen, who the hell are you? And the same goes for the" Mid-Eden ”story I was having with people I met earlier in the woods, and for people like Thacubus in my neighboring Boreas. I know you don't want to talk about it... but it still bothers me..."

Randy comes up with a sorry look every time he talks about his character like that originally.

Theresa replied to her like this, as if fleeing the gaze of the Beatrices.

"Who are the concubines... actually? I came on that big airship moored outside this town, the royalty of Mid-Eden -"

"Huh?

"- That's a joke... well, yeah. I thought I'd make it three sisters at the Chimene Inquirer in Mid Eden. Miss Lucia and Bear?

"Teresa and the sisters.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Teresa and the sisters......! Now you're finally related to blood! ♪ Glitter

"... sorry. I knew it was useless..."

"Ha..."

Without the consent of the two accompanying persons (?), Teresa how she decided to withdraw the foreword. In the end, they seem to have become mere tourists from Mid-Eden.

And then the story went through a paragraph and I tried to go back to extracting the wood vinegar solution again - that was when it happened.

Con......

Such a sound appears to have been heard from Randy's experimental apparatus - more specifically, a metal container whose contents are invisible.

"Hmm? What's that noise?

"Come on?"

"Isn't there something in there?

"I don't remember putting it in anything other than a piece of wood..."

That's what I said, Randy, putting his hands on a metal container.

And she wore gloves and removed the container stopper - it was at that moment.

Puh-uh...

The sound of disgust just listening to it echoes through the room, and out of the bottle...

"Ugh!?

Kang!

- And an object seems to have crawled out that Randy slipped his hand and accidentally dropped the bottle.