Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"I see. But I don't know. Why are you trying to get rid of the other Guardians ~?

In a killer with no escape, Cortex, however, had a soft look on his face, as if it could even hit a warm breeze. Sometimes behind her are Lucia, Teresa, and many people on board the energy...... She couldn't seem to succumb to the degree of killing. Well, since the beginning, I can't deny the possibility that you haven't recognized the killer.

Though there was no need for a goddess to answer her query like that...... The goddess replies faintly, without changing her expression.

"Because that's why we exist. Eliminate it because there's a Guardian there… that's the supreme order from the producer"

"There's no way to walk with me," you say?

"... it would also be possible if the other person was not a Guardian. It's been thousands of years since I've been in this world, and I've been putting my hands on it. It would be worthy of calling it coexistence with the people of this world."

"Really? (Shh, thousands of years............ oh, is that what you mean ~. So Japanese in this world......)"

"It's time to finish talking. Come on, please take care of yourself. Even I don't want to kill unnecessarily."

And the goddess who speaks the final notice.

Having heard that word, Cortex openly dropped his shoulder...... I said without turning around to Lucia and Teresa who were behind me, and to the energies who would probably be listening to their conversations.

"... Hi. The clouds seem suspicious. I'll buy you some time. In the meantime... please run away"

In contrast, Cortex continued his words without checking what reaction the Lucians were showing. But now, turn to the goddess.

"That's why I'm not letting you see your sister. If you can't come home, I'll take care of you."

And it was the moment Cortex spoke.

Bun......

There was no foretaste, and from just about a metre's position in front of her, a great sword appeared, cleaving the dimension.

The sword flew a course thrusting into Cortex's chest at a fierce speed far beyond the speed of sound.

But no sword puts a big hole in Cortex's chest...... Just before I hit her ——

Zdwong!!

—— and blew up momentum.... No, it didn't exactly explode. The sword struck something with momentum.

That's something white disc-shaped. It's like a demon cube floating in the air. That was like a shield, protecting the Cortex.

"You're quick on your hands ~. Do all the Guardians have a lot of blood ~?

"... what is that magic?"

"Ohhhh ~? There's something the goddess doesn't even understand ~. Well, if you explain it like this, you'll understand ~?... automatic magic" autospelling, "and ~"

"Autospelling...... Rather than automatic magic...... is it pre-activated delayed magic...... In any case, surprise box, so..."

"Please properly imagine how it works. Well, in the sense that you don't know what's being planted, there's no difference in the expression surprise box ~. But goddess ~?

And Cortex says, delighted to narrow his eyes.

"If my magic is a surprise box, this ship, the energy, is ~... maybe a Pandora's box ~? Well, there's no hope in the box."

…………

"Come on, will you ~? Goddess ~? As far as I'm concerned, I'd like you to come home ~..."

And, with the deputy voice, "I'm not free this way, so please go home quickly. It's annoying," Cortex says of the nuance.

But the Guardians didn't seem willing to go back to the goddess because they all had common specifications that the air couldn't read.

"... I have no choice. Let's not insult ourselves and decide to give it strength. Ah... this is what it feels like to be a brave man attacking Demon King's Castle..."

"(No, I don't need that interpretation, so please just go home...)"

When Cortex is desperate to hold back that thought is going to come out of his face unexpectedly ——

Bun......

—— The figure of the goddess disappeared from the spot. But of course, he hasn't gone anywhere.

To that evidence ——

Gah!!

—— and suddenly a giant metal hand emerged from a space of nothing --

—— has made Cortex's body a hawk. Apparently, the goddess thought that an attack on a point or line using a blade would be prevented by auto spelling, and thought that an attack on the surface might make sense. … for example, how about gripping.

Cortex, on the other hand, who was in that huge hand, didn't seem to have been crushed to death, as the goddess had seen.

That's all, she seemed to --hold her mouth up big.