Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Eccleria's organization seems to be drooling too..."

"Oh yeah...... hmm?" Yeah?

"Does the court of Boreas, well, resemble or come by, but do you also refer to the struggle over bone meat as having to tour Master Waltz in Mid-Eden..."

"What... (Me, you were in such a dreary place... Are you okay? Keep it up......)"

As far as I remember when I was in Mid-Eden, for a wise man who had no memory of Waltz, Yuki's words, which zeroed the facts of Mid-Eden as he walked, were something that I had to worry about. Needless to say, it has nothing to do with the wise.

Those two —— no, the line was traveling in a fortress in the town of Rotgarten. It is just down the descending stairs in an attempt to destroy the transfer magic formation set up in its basement.

Sometimes temperatures remained almost unchanged in the basement, whether in summer or winter, and even though it was a stone staircase, it seemed warmer than the surface. However, the air is heavy and damp...... It was not a very cozy environment.

"... Speaking of"

Sage talks to a man who had remembered anything or who was a leader in a line of fugitives walking nearby.

"I want to ask you one thing, how do you set up a metamagic team? Someone who understands the magic team will set it up? (For that matter, I hardly see the Ecclerians using magic...)"

A magic formation is like a circuit for letting magic flow and manifest itself in magic. Therefore, in order to write a magic formation, unless a round copy is made, the corresponding expertise is required, but from the eyes of the wise man, I do not believe that the Eclerians who fight with their weapons are familiar with the magic...... He wondered who the hell was setting up the magic team.

In contrast, the leader responds.

"Oh, my God. I have a giant judge for writing magic."

"Judge?"

"Ah. The guy who moistens the magic guide ink on the elephant sponge and pumps the transfer magic formation. Because it's user-friendly, it's been pushed around a lot, but I'm not sure which one leads to which metamagic formation..."

"I guess...... With all that, you won't even remember the guy who set up the Transfer Magic Formation to fly where."

"It is. So even though the usual metamagic formations in the center of town are well managed, the metamagic formations elsewhere are often unmanaged."

"... which means it's good to ignore the magic formations that were in town..."

"No, it's not all of it, it's not uncontrolled, it's everywhere, so there's no harm in crushing it. Besides, if you remember who you put down, you can fly even if it's not managed by the top management."

"... that's a pain in the ass"

"Oh. We set it up. I think so, too."

and the leader of the fugitive nodding at the whining of the wise.

As the two interacted like that, the leader of the rebel unit, who was walking a short while ago, stopped in front of a certain door.

It was, as if, a heavy metal door mimicking Rodin's Hell Gate. Doors of the same design as the doors are installed all over the world…. Ecleria in particular —— among other things, was a door often installed in important facilities to which Altair was associated.

I look up at that door and Yuki squeals.

"Oh, is this it..."

The leader of the rebel forces reacted to her whining.

"You know what?

"Yeah, I see it all over the world, all over the place. I don't know where it came from... well, for once, I'm going to know."

And Yuki speaks with a reminder that 1200 years ago, when she was the castle of the goddess Deprexa, there was a door of the same design in the Aerial Fortress Crestling.

The leader of the opposing rebel forces asks, as surprised.

"Heh... This is the door that the Queen of Eccleria magically made herself... how can it come from?

"Yeah, it's a door with a very long history. The first thing you think about is the goddess, but I don't know exactly why she wanted to make this. However, there was nothing in the home of the goddess that originated the design..."

"... could that goddess--"

Are you from the modern world...... A wise man who was coming from behind opens his mouth before he uttered such a question.

"You're not going yet? You don't know when anyone's coming.

"... oh, right. Well, open the door, guys, so don't get distracted, okay?

And the leader of the rebel forces put his hand on the door.

The "doors" that Yuki and the others have seen so far are, at first glance, just clumps of metal... By the waltzes who didn't know how to open it, every time, it has been blown away or melted. But apparently, there's a proper way to open it.

When the leader of the rebel forces touches the door, vertically from the place--,

Piscilli!

—— and something like a crack runs --,

Gogogogogogogogo......!

—— The door slowly began to open toward the outside.