Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Gogogogogogogogo......

"... well, I'm done saying what I want to say, Enders has agreed to be the owner of the crestling, and the food issue is going to be solved for now... I think it's time to move on... oh yeah. I think we need to modify the cumulus (this) in order to make it our Enders companion.... I mean... uh... what are you trying to say--"

Waltz, who uttered various statements in the slaughtered air that could be described as a one-touch instant, at the next moment ——

Bun......

—— and disappeared from the spot. He couldn't stand the fact that he couldn't stay much longer.

And this is what she mouths with her figure invisible.

'... yes. What I'm trying to say is that Deprexa and Sebastian have become terrible, so shouldn't we be cautious?

Then the woman doctor raises her voice.

"But, Mr. Waltz. They fell apart because Mr. Waltz, speaking of formerly --"

"Yikes, you're poking me where it hurts...... Catalina"

Next, my sushi daughter insisted.

"That's it, I think this is it. Because I would never give it to you about your sister, Enders!

'How does that feel... well, you know what I mean? Something I think so, too. But I don't think this is the time to argue. "

Then this time, the trigger of confusion protests.

"I'm not giving up!

"Hey, Enders. Don't make it any easier. '

And finally ——

"And concubines --"

"You shut up."

—— Well, let's leave her alone.

By the way, the Waltz Church (?) Though the hunters and Julia, members of, were there as well, they did not seem to have tried to pinch their necks in that barren conversation. I understood that asserting my thoughts on this occasion was nothing but pointless —— more like a sight of heights. Apparently, they're both, like, confident about something. Well, I don't know what confidence it is.

"I can't stay like this..."

Shortly after Waltz said so, the figure of Cumrus lying gutted on the spot disappears. At the same time, there was no sign of Waltz, and the area quieted down with scenes.

"... I mean, do we have to work this out?"

"... then it's a power comparison. I wish I could give it an arm test......" guillo

"... Well, how did you cook it? ♪ To do ♪

"Eh..." Biku.

And the Enders boy realized. What the hell did I propose against (?) of...... He said he had never regretted his actions more than at this time in his life.

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'... I will still remember that time...'

"What happened..."

Waltz, who came back to Energia one foot away with a cumulus, had been in touch with the future Kings of Endelusia.

"Despair."

"Despair...... Your words are so realistic right now..."

"I've never been more unreasonable than that. I was going to say" watch out for those three "hoping history would at least change... still couldn't... '

"Hey, stop doing that kind of dangerous thing..."

"What, a little joke"

"It doesn't sound like a joke at all..."

King Endelusia cleans up despair with a "joke" word. But his "joke" weighs on the contrary... Waltz seemed sincerely sorry.

Then she changed the subject and inquired as if to shake off the heavy air.

"So I won't ask you because you probably won't tell me what's going to happen... but you have to answer the other question, right?... What happened to Amber?

About Amber. That was about Waltz asking Atlas last night to let Enchant's instruments jump in time and deliver to the past. Lucia's experience that if you add enormous magic when enchanting, objects will jump in the past beyond time (?) with a time-lapse method that surfaced from...... To do so, we really needed the instruments of an enchant that did not yet exist in this day and age.

Atlas will now respond to Waltz's inquiry.

"I've been in touch with Mr. Amber and have him come to Wang Du. But I don't know how much magic it takes to jump to the past, so I'm just testing it now."

"Test?"

'Ah. I'm making some clocks that never stop for 100 years, hanging the strength changed enchants on each of them, and measuring how much strength, if any, jumps into the past.... Oh, yeah. It's Lucia's time leap hypothesis... it sounds like he was telling the truth. I could make sure I jumped right into the past. "

"Heh... that sounds like a good story, huh?

"Ah. But..."

And that's where I say Atlas. Apparently, as the Waltz think, the story doesn't go on.