Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"... you look exactly like Vixen in the inheritance."

"... Mr. Waltz. Who is this guy? You look young... but the contents, maybe, aren't they?

"He's Alisa, Julia and Dahlia's grandma... I mean, it's Ardelheit, right?

"... what is Mr. Alisa? Or is it Mr. Ardelheit?

"My first name was Alisa, and my real name was Ardelheit?

"... call me whichever you like. Yeah"

Waltz has always called Ardelheit Alisa because the name Alisa is a shortened form of the name Ardelheit. Not to mention the pseudonym Ardelheit used when he first came into contact with the Waltz (?) may be one reason why it was Alisa.

However, from the others, excluding him, Waltz's words and actions calling Ardelheit Alisa seemed incomprehensible. Catalina was its representative example, and she seemed to be leaning her neck with a difficult look on her face.

Nevertheless, as Ardelheit himself, it seems that it was trivial because they were both real names, or differences in how they were called... She began to talk about Catalina without worrying about it.

"But Master Vixen himself didn't exist... Plus, with you from our orphanage?

"Before Mr. Ardelheit became Dean... before Dean Vixen died, though. I still remember you well. From the children living in our orphanage, I worked as an adventurer, and from time to time, it looked like a reliable sister to me about you plugging in my prey. We all admired each other, didn't we? He wants to be like that in the future."

"... seems to have been spoken of as a fine adventurer for a long time, more importantly. But I wasn't such a big deal, I was such a scammer, I couldn't help but sweep dust."

"Isn't that still good? I also hear stories that lies that can be pushed through to the end can be true, not lies..."

"... Lord Vixen has found out. It's like someone who shouldn't know the least."

Say, Ardelheit sipping tea. Her expression had some satisfying colors floating around her back, what she said and did, and she looked like she was enjoying her old story with Catalina. Or maybe he was immersed in sentiment through conversations with Catalina, remembering things from a distant past.

Then Ardelheit changes the subject and starts talking as if to close the lid to his own black history.

"So, maybe Master Vixen will join us in this war, huh?

"No, I'm not on the life-saving side, I'm on the life-saving side, so I don't take part in direct warfare. Of course, I'm trying to help a dying soldier."

"Well, well. That doesn't sound like a legacy, does it?

"... by the way, what kind of person do you know about me, who is passed down to the Heritage?

"…" The man, the king of darkness, wrapped in black power. Show up in chaos to save the devil, and give the yi a permanent sleep. "Boreas is a fairy tale that even the baby knows."

"That's not entirely demon king..."

"(No objections at all......)" Gaku

"... it's Enders. No way, do you mean the one in (a)?

and those on the spot who each react convincingly to Ardelheit's story. Well, in part, the unconscious (?) There seemed to be some, but let's just leave his story behind.

On the other hand, Catalina, on which the heirloom was based, seemed unconvinced. Where the hell would I tell the story, if I were to be told as the kind of demon king who would do as much as tyranny... She seemed grumpy and frowned.

And that's when.

"............"?

From the hem of Catalina's white coat, a black shadowy object, duh, and head (?). The shadow alternately looked at Catalina and Ardelheit not only to say what she seemed to be talking about, but also to start staring at Ardelheit.

"……………"

"... isn't it the way it was handed down?"

"............"?

"No. Cheval is my precious family, not related to black power, inheritance or anything like that"

"............"

"And I don't even know you understand the words..."

"............" oyster oyster [Does this sacubus even think Nur is retarded?

"... what?" Grrr.

…… What did you write? Cheval. "

".................." gossip kakioki [Greetings!

"That's great, Cheval. Yes, a snack."

………… [incomprehensible]

"... Hey, Master Waltz. Is this what you usually do?

"What? What? Cheval, you're cute. Hey? Cheval."

"………"

".................. right"

And Ardelheit sipping tea again. At that time, I'm not sure what she thought about Schwartz, Catalina, or Waltz. All I can say is that Ardelheit's hand on his mouth with a cup of tea was shaking just a little... Well, I can't deny the possibility that the effects of aging were just coming into hand.