Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Tea spilled on the floor as the contents were overthrown. There was a sweet scent rising from it, which seemed to be supposed to behave towards Eve and the Rosemaries. But that's not going back to the basin... All that or Dahlia herself, who was brewing tea, seemed to be about to end up in an irreversible situation. Well, this one, barely, never seemed to fall out of Atlas' hands.

'Are you okay?! Mr. Dahlia!'

"What... what creature..."

Note that Dahlia is surprised by the "bear” doll who was mouthing people's words when she says she is confronted by a person with a black coat woven with feathers. At that time, she had no reaction to the walls of the blown house because she was so confused that she forgot about it?

Atlas, on the other hand, saw how Dahlia was safe--

"I'm glad I'm okay......"

—— and after a soothing atmosphere... Immediately, I said this, turning back to the person with the black coat on his feathers to show how vigilant he was.

'Well...... I was given a peek from across the wall. You were going to erase Mr. Dahlia here, weren't you?

In response to that inquiry ——

…………

—— A person in black who pierces silence. He like that (her?) was wearing a completely black coat from his head whether it was to be dispersed in the darkness, and on top of that, he wore something like a black mask with no decoration on his face. Though his back length was not so high and he was only as tall or slightly smaller than Dahlia's, in his hand was a sword longer than his own height - a sword held, and something like a sign bigger and deeper than his physique seemed to stain out of his body. To parable, it's like a picturesque assassin......

Having sensed that no response would come back from such a mysterious figure, Atlas said this as he cut up the question, lowering the bear's posture.

'Hmm... why don't you answer... Well, good. If you catch him, hand him over to Cortex or your sister Catalina and let him throw up all washed up!

The moment I said so ——

Bun......

—— and at an unnoticed speed, a bear approaching the assassin's nostalgia —— Toto Atlas. So he...

Dgowwwww!!

—— and bear punch (?) burst.

The momentum was probably powerful enough to crush a hard rock. In fact, the assassin's knife that lightly touched that punch--

Bachin!!

—— and because it was enough to snap by the shock.

But should I say instead...

".................." loose

—— Assassins avoid Atlas bear punches at the expense of their own swords. Besides, I took the steps magnificently and took the distance ahead in a place that oddly has a florist's entrance and exit... Apparently, he decided to avoid and retreat from the battle with the inexperienced bear.

And when he...

Shh...

—— and tried to disappear from the spot, as if dissolved in darkness, that was when.

"... I won't let you get away"

And it was on that occasion that the little voice of one girl echoed. The Lord of that voice is Rosemary. Such a woman waved her own wholesale knife, which she held in her hand at some point, in a void of nothing.

Wearing...

Her long knife, without touching anything in particular, just slipped through the universe. From the edge it seemed to wiggle the knife without meaning.

But she is, Rosemary. It is Sacubus, the daughter of the head of the unit, who led the intelligence unit in the Boreas Empire, making it the sister in law of Julia, the director of the Mid-Eden Intelligence Agency. There's no way she's a normal girl like that... Everything that was on the extension of the knife she wielded --

Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu......!!

Gogogogogogogo......!!

—— and made a blunt noise and began to uneven. As a result, the entrance appears to have collapsed and succeeded in preventing the assassins from escaping.

"'' Hey...?!

"Uh, Marie... you might wonder if slashing every house is a little bit?

"But if I hadn't slashed him and stopped him, he was going to run away. Come on, Atlas, brother! Do it!

'Oh, whoa...!

And, to Rosemary's words, Atlas reacts hastily. Then he, as if to shrink, packs a distance from the assassin--

"Wow!

Zdwong!!

—— and now it seems to have succeeded in striking a strong blow against the target.

But ——

".................." Yura...

—— The assassin never knelt on the ground when he said he took a heavy blow from a bear. He still stood on the spot, as if nothing had happened.

However, it was not as if there had been no change. The black coat of the assassin was torn by the blow of a bear punch, and the mask blew away, and his face came out from under it.

The moment I saw it--

"Whatever..."

"Me too... I've never seen that one..."

"Wow..."

"Hey, it's disgusting..."

"My house......"

—— and together with losing words and inadvertently falling behind.

Anyway, who ever fought Atlas and ate his blow, not humans or anything else ——

Casa, casa...

Because the black bugs were "human masses"...