Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

The next morning.

"Uh, my stomach hurts. I don't have a stomach, but my stomach hurts."

"Sister, do you have a stomachache?

He said, "Hey, I remember abdominal pain..."

"What?"

The Waltz waited in the energy for Alexandra, who was scheduled to join his people within tomorrow. Exactly when it comes to taking Alexandra alone to South Fortress, it's pretty much the same thing as kidnapping, so her men decided to take her to South Fortress with them.

There were those waltzes on the cafe terrace on board. There even today Eves was running around as a waitress. What they were serving was breakfast behaved like sailors every day...... Even today, Udon —— not that it seemed like Kishimen.

Eating it when you follow it, Waltz has abdominal pain (?) plagued me. At that time, Eve, the cock and maid leader who was listening to her, seemed to stare at Waltz with a bright blue face, but naturally, Waltz was not attacked around the food. On the contrary, it did not mean that there was actually pain.

They had an idea what was causing it...... Lucia, sitting across the street from Waltz, asks against her sister.

"Sister...... you remember yesterday? Talking to King Endelusia…"

"Well...... Because I didn't think that my actions would make me a demon..."

"Wouldn't it be better if you didn't really care? I don't think so at all, do I? I think demons are just saying things unilaterally to people who don't know about your sister."

"... right? I'm sure he is. Me too."

And when Waltz is organizing his mind ——

"Morning, Temple of the Devil. Thank you so much for inviting me to such a lovely place."

—— A person appeared on the spot digging back into her wound. It is Alexandra, who had been invited to breakfast.

Originally, she, along with her men, planned to eat while waiting for the others outside. But Waltz, who knew her unusual enthusiasm to get on board, invited her to breakfast today or so. It should be noted that the other mercenaries also plan to come and eat in turns.

"Demon god... demon god hey..."

"Already, Mr. Alexandra. Sister, I hate being called a demon god, so I hope you're careful..."

"Were you... I'm sorry I did that. But what am I supposed to call it?

"Hmm... after all," sister "?"

"Well, if I say so... do you think Lord Lucia's sister will be in trouble?

"I wonder?

And when Lucia is seriously worried...... The waltz I saw opens its mouth.

"Well, it would help if you could call me Waltz about me? That's what we all call it, it's my real name..."

"Well... then let's call it waltz"

"(That's Mr. Hunter's ancestor. You look just like the hunter......)"

Ancestors and descendants somewhere alike, even after 1300 years apart. Waltz, realizing it, unwittingly softened his expression.

…………

"... no? It's nothing. So, what do you say? Breakfast today. Could it have... not fit your mouth?

And when Waltz asks, looking at the contents of the basin that Alexandra had ——

"Oh, that's it! That's what I wanted to hear."

—— Alexandra began to say this as she dropped her gaze toward the bowl at hand (dull) as if she remembered something.

"You white, elongated guy... what a demon bowel is that?

"" "Buffoo?!

…………

"... this isn't the intestine, is it? It's a noodle dish made from wheat.

"Kishimen... I've never heard that before. Isn't that meat... I see. That's why the hunter didn't eat it."

"No, hunters do like meat, but it doesn't mean they don't eat anything but meat, does it? And then the hunter, he's already done his breakfast, and he's gone hunting for the sandworm. Well, what are you standing for, so why don't you just sit there?

"Oh, excuse me," cancer.

That said, Alexandra sits on the same desk chair as Waltz.

At that time, she waved happily as she found her companions in the view outside, which was on the walls and on the floor.

But that's video. I never see her on the other side...... As a result, Alexandra, who I thought had been ignored, gives me a grumpy look.

Waltz, who saw it, pointed out this again with a bitter smile.

"By the way, your men over there don't see us, do they?

"What?"

"When you were outside, didn't you think to look at this energy? I wonder where the windows are."

"Speaking of which, you certainly didn't have a window... That means... hmm? What's going on?

"You know... the camera is set up anywhere on the hull, and you're displaying a synthesized image on the monitor... but you have no idea, do you? Simply put, that kind of magic?

"Magic... magic! Awesome...... Is there any convenient magic in the future that you can see across the wall! ♪ Shiny

"What... oh yeah... well..."

And, as a result of folding the explanation, Alexandra's thoughts flew in the direction of the day after tomorrow, a confusing waltz.

Then again, from Alexandra, I get a ton of questions flying early in the arrowhead... For Waltz, who cleaned up about half of it all with the word "magic," the word must have been exactly "magic."