Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Bun......

"I don't care anymore r... hmm?

Inside the town of Octofesta. In the basement of the unmanned dwelling that was there, Eclerian soldiers appeared by a hidden transfer magic formation. He seemed to have an extremely bitter look when he transferred, but he seemed to look like he was relieved when he guessed that the attack could not be carried out while waiting to leave. Because there was already a widespread story among those on the Eclerian side that if we now move to Octofesta, we will die instantly, without exception.

But they didn't have the option of not transferring. In the first place, death does not come true, because even death reincarnates. Then it is the idea of the upper management that we should find out what is happening in the town of Octofesta, even if it is a short time before it is killed waiting to leave…. The soldiers down there had no choice but to follow it.

"Hehe... thank you... thank you..."

The soldier appeased. He has died many times before, and each time he has been planted with unspeakable fear. How happy is it by now that you can avoid it...... His expression, who had lost his life many times, spoke. Instead, I might even say that the look was painful.

As soon as he calms down with his chest down, he begins to grasp the status quo in which he was placed.

"Nobody... you're not here. It's nothing like a trap. You seem really lucky."

Especially after confirming that there is no such thing as a trap or something strange... He uses magic props for communication and informs his companions that he has arrived safely in the town of Octofesta.

"My Buji. Oh, my goodness..."

A soldier who taps something like a keyboard, not wireless communication by voice. That seems to be the means of communication for the soldiers of Ecleria.

"First, we have to make sure the base is secure."

Why do the rest of us die right after we fly in the magic formation of metastatic magic...... Soldiers who had not yet figured out the reason for doing so decided to shelve the relief for now and prioritize ensuring their safety.

And he took a small gun, his own weapon. With that in place, I climbed the stairs that lead to the ground, and I opened the door that was ahead of me --

Gacha......

"" Huh?!

Pun!!

—— Quickly, get in a bowl with someone, and he fires reflexively.

But the bullet never seemed to hit the target. Because we were supposed to bowl each other in a narrow passage, we couldn't aim well and the bullet slipped away.

But for him, I might say the thing worked positively.

"Hey! Be careful! We're on our side!

"What? Ah... sorry"

"Damn......"

That being said, the opposite came into the basement where the soldier was located, a gutted man of a stature who seemed to be good at fighting. Although he is different from the equipment worn by the Ecclerians, he is dressed in a modern design Combat suit…. The Eclerian soldier who saw it seemed to have dropped the shoulder he was straining.

Because, to this world's technical standards, even if armor made from metal, Combat suits made from special fibers should not have been developed. If there is a Combat Suit in this world from the side of the Eclerians, where many people from the modern world make up, it is a substitute made by people from the modern world. When I was wearing it, I just thought I was from an institution that belonged to Ecleria.

So he tries to question the man about his affiliation--

"Hey, you, where --"

"(Quiet. I just heard footsteps up there)"

"Become..."

"('Cause you accidentally use a gun or something? Use the knife, like me, knife. common sense if you fight in these narrow buildings)"

"(Shh, sorry...)"

A soldier who hits correlation with and sets up a knife as he was told.

The opposing man asked against the soldier as he stood beside him like that, pointing a sharp gaze that alerted him to the door at the end of the stairs.

"(Any backup yet?

"(Oh, I can't pull that off. I just called you. It should take a few minutes to prepare, but the main unit should be here soon. If we hold out until then...... we win)"

"(Right...... That was good)"

When a man says that and smiles --,

"... then you're done."

Gah!

—— entangle the Eclerian soldier with skillful physical skill, and put a gauze-like on his mouth --,

"Ki, Kisa... ma..."

—— It makes me sleep.

'... this is Charlie 1. Point, confirm Ecleria's soldier at OB (Omega Bravo) 39. Looks like you already made a request for backup. Ask for instructions'

Light situational reporting words echo through the room. In the darkened room, the figure of a man in a carbon nanotube combat suit is terribly inconspicuous... It was as if he was wearing the darkness itself.