Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Theresa lost her life in a test flight of a prototype plane developed by the Mid-Eden Republic before becoming the body of the machine by the hands of the waltzes. Though her weight was concealed by the mysterious information manipulation named ”plausible," it literally seemed to weigh less than it did in her lifetime.

Huoooo......

It was as if a bomb were falling from the sky, raising the wind-cut noise, dropping the hole that had been drilled into the world tree ——

Zudgowong!!

—— and Teresa crashed into the ground at the bottom of the hole with fierce momentum. By her fall, the roots and soil of the world tree there were blown away by no complete skin...... Furthermore, upon reaching the bedrock that was beneath it and making a large crater, her body seems to have finally stopped.

If you're a normal person, at that point in time, instead of meat chunks, you should turn into something so unharmed that you don't even have fragments of your body--

"... Shishi Mu Ru Gu. Mm-hmm. That's a cor-specified body." Buh.

—— There's nothing unusual about Teresa that fell apart from the dirt on her clothes... There was nothing at all that could be described as injury or damage. Apparently, her body, beyond degrees (...), is made super strong.

Then, having made sure that she had no problems, she began to think about the current situation.

"Now if mobility is good, it's impeccable, because this body, somehow, is specialized in defense... First of all, you can't climb to the top. I just feel like breaking my heart on the way... If this happens... let's just move to the point where the radio is going to get through and call for help there?

Not directed at anyone, but as if to distract loneliness and anxiety, Teresa speaks like one...... I looked around and began to see if there were any moveable routes. It should be noted that she was still in the dark, but it would not be necessary to say why her eyes were visible.

In the meantime, the sensations she particularly focused on were hearing and tactile, not sight that could be seen even in the dark. By feeling the slightest noise and wind, he began to look in parallel simultaneously for possible paths to the outside with the bugs that might be nearby.

... Yes. Because she is not already the Fourth Princess of Mid-Eden or anything else, but the same as Cortex or Waltz, a Guardian monster is not an exaggeration......

And the conclusion is ——

"... um. No bugs, but no exits! I don't know if I can do this anymore..." Slow down.

—— Like, there didn't seem to be much good news.

"Well, good. I can't help staying here, so let's just walk..."

That's what I said, Teresa, who starts walking from the spot. She climbs a shattered rock bed, puts her feet on a worldly tree, and moves slowly toward someone who can walk herself.

Then a few hours. walking for a while through a cavity of air --

Casa, casa...

—— A characteristic sound, as I've heard somewhere like that, came into her ear.

"... Looks like you're here"

Signs of black bugs felt from the tip of a curved cavity. Teresa, who felt it, began to prepare for the battle.

Nevertheless, it does not mean that her body is armed with anything. The magic she specializes in herself - using phantom magic to fight.

Such was her magic, unlike similar phantom magic involving physical phenomena such as those used by Julia, a common phantom magic that purely affects only the spirit. Still, depending on how you use it, it can be said to be impeccable magic as a means of attack, as it has enough effect to prune the target's life, for example by inducing shock death.

It's just--

Casa, casa, casa...

Scene……

—— Fortunately, there was nothing like Teresa and the bugs meeting each other. While she was worried about how to fight with phantom magic, the bugs seemed to have vanished somewhere.

"... Hmm. You just got nervous. Since it's been a long fight...... or isn't this the first time I've fought alone? Damn you Lucia lady...... When I get home, I'm gonna keep feeding you wasabi filled Inari sushi until you cry! ♪ Gogogogogogogogogo ♪

And since I decided to do something dos black...... Teresa started walking again.

There was no light in the cave she was walking in, and the winding caves up, down, left and right continued everywhere. Occasionally, although there were branches, Teresa's walking path was limited…. It seemed like a journey that was not an exaggeration to say almost the main road.

In the meantime, she tries to climb a slope--

Zulu......

"Huh?!

—— and it slips...... Theresa noticed some discomfort.

"... the cavity here, why, the cockerel growing?

Growing moss on the roots of the trees and on the surface of the rocks was no surprise in itself, but Teresa seemed to have something to catch on to.

"It hasn't been long since the bugs showed up, and I thought Lord Messier and Lord Randy said... the way this cockerel grows in the aisle here doesn't matter what you think, it's not an atmosphere made of a year or two. This feeling... this cavity has been around for quite some time..."

Whimpering so much, Teresa keeps walking in the world tree while analyzing the situation around her.

And then, walking away for a while more ——

"... Huh! The light... it's the light!

--I think I can see in her eyes something other than darkness.