Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Although it was already past the spring season in Mid-Eden, there was still a small amount of snow left in the land of Boreas. Half the Boreas season is in winter, the other half in spring and autumn. After all, what is the season now, is an undisputed winter.

From land and sky, the Sylvians go on through the land of such Boreas. Their aim is where the last reports came from troops who were on guard south of the garrison. They decided there was some kind of trouble in the area.

The Sylvias did not fail to remain vigilant while on the move. It seemed that those who could fly like Sylvia were in contact with troops travelling closely to the ground, flying apart altitudes and alerting the surrounding airspace and the ground, like 500, 2000 and 5000 m above. If they are to be likened to the armies of the modern world, they are the Air Force. Among them, one might say those who exercise early warning control.

And the troops moving on the ground didn't mean they were just moving either. Boreas' resistance members accompanying the squad had many species specializing in phantom magic, such as Sacubas and Incubus, so they had adopted a queue of phantoms to precede them and follow them behind them while they became invisible. All of them, all of them.

Thus, until now, they have achieved what can be described as excellence without just one vacancy. If you find an enemy from the sky, effectively create a siege net and beat it at the right time. Or, unlike the Eclerians who use weapons such as those found in the modern world, who use magic to achieve modern tactics, even if they are not caught in a vigilante network and have unexpected enemies on the ground, they use phantoms instead and rebuild the front to advance the battle in their favor. Well, Cortex's in wisdom.

It was supposed to be the same for the scouts. However, since they do not act in battalions, no one scouts in the sky, and they seemed to be members made up exclusively of ground troops. Maybe something unforeseen happened and I wasn't good at the mess caused by phantom magic...... That was what Sylvia and the others expected.

Therefore, it did not necessarily mean that they would not be in the same situation, so it seemed that Sylvia and the others were proceeding more vigilantly than usual. However, not slowly. Those who are confident in the speed at which they fly and run, believe in each other and work together, giving them the speed at which they can travel.

"(I still can't see...)"

Flying at the highest position among its members, Sylvia had her eyes open to the view that spread beneath her eyes as well as around her, using the magic of vision enhancement, one of the magics of physical enhancement. Fortunately, the weather is good. Even from Sylvia, which was originally located on a cloud, the surface seemed clear.

"Newcomer, how's it going over there?

Sylvia inquired over the radio toward Lisa in Sacubus flying at the bottom. Those who fly at the lowest altitude could have been caught in enemy fire, so it was only fitting that those who could use phantom magic to ensure their safety, just like the ground troops.

"I miss the warmth of my seniors and can't focus on my enemies. I advise you to reward me after the battle. '

'... that? There's just a stone here that seems easy to throw...'

'Hey... it's a joke now! Joke! Or why is there a stone in the sky?!

Stone may fall from the other side of the sky...... Although Lisa was misplaced by phantom magic, she was desperate to correct her own words as she could only imagine a future that would strike directly somehow.

As a result, the unfolding of stones falling from the sky seems to have been prevented.

'It's time, so if you find anything, tell me, okay?

'Ha, yes............ is that it?

Shortly after her voice comes down from Sylvia, Lisa realizes something exists.

'Maybe it's my mistake, can I confirm one thing? Senior. "

"Yeah. What?

'Here... was there a mountain?

Lisa, who speaks so, should have kept all the maps of the surrounding area in her head. It was necessary to remember the map because we had to determine the route considering the speed, efficiency and safety of the march.

Nonetheless, Lisa's unknown topography seemed to have spread on the spot.... This is supposed to be a wetland. Though not big enough to say "mountains," isn't it weird that the hills are in the wetlands... Such pure doubt seems to have sprung up in her.

It seems that Sylvia is also the first to notice such Lisa's discomfort. She was in charge of the troops, and she grasped the maps, as did Lisa —— not so much because she carried them with her --

"Oh, really. Something different..."

—— I actually looked and checked with my eyes and tilted my neck at the difference between the terrain and the map.

"Is this the wrong map?

"But I made a map, you're a senior, right?

…………

To Lisa's point, Sylvia frowned. I wonder if I would have committed such a fool...

But she never remembered the truth. Because before she got to the answer, she came from the one who answered.

'... and... come on...' zazz

…………

"Captain! Run, please!

Noise-filled warning voices flying on radio waves from nowhere. Shortly thereafter, when the ground --,

Gogogogogo......

—— and mumble......

Cupin...... Givin!!

Inside that ground (?), a line of light flew into the sky. It is also more than 5 km, in a straight line with Silvia in the air......