Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"So, how did you get here? Of course that--"

"Uh, Canopus, you specialize in transfer magic..."

"No, it's a airship? It's parked next to Energia right now."

"Hmm, I knew it............... Huh?

With Strella, the former (...) most powerful wizard canopus of Mid-Eden being sent to the Kingdom of Merclio. Waltz apparently remembered that he was famous for his skillful use of metastatic magic, and she thought that Canopus had sent her daughter Strella so far with metastatic magic. But apparently, that was completely out of sight.

To put it further, the Kingdom of Merclio, although developed in the production of demonic props, did not seem immediately to believe the word ”came on a airship” of Strella, since heavy industry was not developed enough to be good to say at all. How the hell did you build a airship in a magical country...... That kind of question seemed to have come to mind.

Strella, having guessed the thought of her sister like that, only gave her a suspicious look for a moment... With a smile that immediately convinced me, I said this to Waltz.

"You can't believe my words, can you? Well, maybe my sister, who can't use magic and thinks about science, doesn't get it."

"... hey, the way you put it, isn't it terrible? I work out every day, don't I? Where no one is, look at the power with your palms facing the universe. Still nothing out there..."

"Sister......"

"... what?

"... nothing. So, let's get back to it... like our country's airship, Mid-Eden's Energizers, it's not made of science, it's made of Endersia's airship, it's made of magic. In short, the type that magically manipulates gravity and forces it to fly. So, aerodynamics and fuel efficiency are shapes that I hardly think about?

"The one like Lucia's gravity-controlled magic?

"Yeah, roughly. I can't use gravity-controlled magic myself... but before this, when I was using magic, I kind of came up with something... and I put it into practice, and I made a lot of mistakes... and I was able to fly a ship."

"... sorry. Too much talk, I don't know what you're talking about..."

"Well, you don't get it. But, you know," awareness ”isn't something that most people don't really understand? Invention, invention."

"Invent it..."

With that said, Waltz turns around unexpectedly. Then there seemed to be a mechanical fox daughter hugged by the former princess of Kunikuni, with a gestured look on her face... She didn't seem to understand what Waltz meant by her gaze, and she looked at Waltz the other way, as if she were asking for help.

Waltz, by contrast, turns to Strella again to keep her gaze out of sight...... One more question I asked my sister.

"Can I ask you one more thing?

"You ask me if I say no, right?

"Well. So, what do you want to hear... about your squire? I don't know what to say... you feel uncomfortable..."

"... what?

"... I don't know... just to be clear... are we human apart? No, you look like a person, but are you afraid of your eyes or not... very strange people?

"Hmm. Sister, surprisingly, you have eyes on people, don't you?

"Well, it's not a pit saver, it's a high-performance camera"

"I don't know if you're thinking about saying your eyes are high performance or something..."

"... so they, who are they?

At least not ordinary people —— such intuition seemed to waltz.

However, it never seemed to be in a bad way. The eyes of her discerning servants, though sharp, were as clear as the eyes of a child.

In response to that inquiry, Strella said, opposite the squire, that people's evil grin... I turned to my sister and said this briefly.

"... an ex-boyfriend?

Exdemons. In other words, Strella's squires weren't human from the beginning, apparently. Like the water dragons and the flying dragons, if you like.

"Does that mean... dragon?

"No, let's dragons... whoa hon. There are no dragons in this room, are there? Instead, there are all kinds of races? Even lizards, pigs, poaches...... I mean, isn't the same race, other than the three poachers? Well, the Porches are like one for three."

"... What's a Porch?

"What? Didn't I introduce you before? Cerberus?"

"Kel... what?

"Well, the details aren't good. If you keep explaining, the sun goes down, so why don't we just go?

That's what I'm saying. Strella walking toward Stasta and town. The black-haired triplets, who follow behind it perfectly, apparently pouch —— the Cerberus and the others.

I saw how that waltz--

"(... no matter where you look from, it just looks like Eve's relatives... if they're Cerberus? Then maybe Eve, too, is a hell of a warcraft... you won't)"

—— but he seemed convinced that... Its authenticity is unknown.

Whatever.

And the waltzes went out from the main gate of the royal castle unto the city of Rice, which was beneath the hill.