Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"On this" ship "--aren 't the Guardians on board? I want her to follow me..."

Upon hearing the inquiry, Lucia, while showing vigilance, leaned her neck unintentionally. She's a biological otherworlder. Although I occasionally hear the unique noun Guardian in my sisters' conversations, I knew nothing about its details.

As a result, Lucia would throw that question back against the goddess in reverse.

"What's that Guardian... what?

Cortex also reacts to that word for some reason.

"I'm interested in that, too ~. Would you mind telling us what you call a Guardian? Woman (...) God (...) ~?"

Her inquiry was white, from those who knew the circumstances - Teresa, for example. Because Cortex knows what the Guardian is, so you shouldn't have had to ask questions.

But Cortex seemed to be seriously asking the question, not joking. There, it seemed to include implications like buying time, but apart from that, he wanted to hear from the Goddess's mouth what a thing called the Guardian was.

In response to her question like that, the goddess said:

"... Hate, for you, it's something you don't have to know. Please follow" her ". Otherwise --directly, I'll let you in."

That's what I said, with a soft grin ——

Gogogogogogogo......!!

—— and a goddess who begins to drift some disturbing signs from her body. Her eyes like that have turned red at some point... I was giving it an atmosphere that wasn't weird whenever I started the fight.

But still, Cortex didn't try to get out of the way.

"I don't know what kind of Guardian you're talking about, and if it's like you want to meet, you're probably not on this ship. Now for once, I say. Please pick it up."

Mouth a pale Cortex word that the goddess can also take as a threat.

"… so we will exercise our strength, are you sure?

Cortex, whose words were turned, ha, and when he sighed and dropped his shoulder... I started saying this to the goddess.

"No, not at all. In the first place, what is that high-pressure attitude of yours ~? You think it's okay to do anything because you're a Guardian, or because you're a god, you don't have a problem doing anything ~? Is that what you Guardians do?

"... So you say you know what the Guardian is? And that I am a Guardian..."

"I don't know, I don't think we're going to move on, so let's affirm that we know here. But I don't know if the Guardian you say is the same as the Guardian I know. So, definitely, let me ask you something. Tell me what you call a Guardian. Then I'll tell you about the Guardian I know."

"Really..."

The goddess, who heard the words of Cortex, reacted convincingly. That appearance never meant that I was ignoring Cortex's story, but that I was carefully inquisitive of her words, something like that.

The opposing Cortex seemed grand with his chest stretched out. From her back as seen from Lucia and the others, no matter what --something like that determination seemed seeping out.

Then for a little while, everyone got silent. Cortex waited for the Goddess to answer, the Goddess thought about how she should answer, and Lucia and Teresa watched it just quietly.

And there's an answer for the goddess.

She whispered a pale response, with the same expression as she had just before.

"... I am very interested in what you know about the Guardian. Where and what life you have lived and what you are protecting...... It may also be interesting to listen to hard work stories, etc. But I'm not going to ask that here. Do something--"

At that moment, the killing spirit that blows out of the goddess. Apparently, she activated the FCS---firearms control system.

"-- For us Guardians, the other Guardians, without exception, are the subject of elimination. Eliminating it is why we exist. I don't care what you hear about the Guardian you're about to erase... it's not beneficial"

And a smiling goddess. That soft smile goes hand in hand with the killing spirit that blows out of her body, infinitely creepy...... It seemed enough to cool the spine of Le (...) si (...) a (...) and (...) te (...) le (...) sa (...).

… except.

Only the last one on the spot seemed to react differently to them though.