Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"The emergency food has gone to the bottom..."

Waltz mutters those words with such a blue face that the cloudy weather is so brighter now.

Then Catalina saw how she was... but unlike Waltz, she didn't change her complexion or surprise me.

"Really?"

and retrieved a cylinder enclosed with yellow-green liquid that I had seen somewhere from inside the magic bag, returning the usual unsolicited words.

"Mr. Waltz, the only thing you could say was not only food, but also liquid, right? Then take this."

Waltz then opens his mouth with Zito's eyes pointed at Catalina.

"... let's say you gave up a hundred steps and that was the liquid you could drink?... but until yesterday, with the liquid, I feel like there was something else in it... is it because of you?

With that said, Catalina's feeding (?) Waltz remembers two men who became.

"No. I cleaned it properly with distilled water and sterilized it so it shouldn't be a problem. If there is a problem... is it that the living person doesn't know if it's okay to drink... But I think Mr. Waltz will be fine, right?

"Sotch was the problem in the first place..."

Afterwards, Catalina tries to open the seal on the cylinder, saying, 'Then if you don't feel comfortable, I'll try it'.

"No, you don't have to open it... Kind of in the royal castle, because we're just talking about looking for something to eat..."

But apparently, for Waltz, it was a previous issue as to whether he could drink or not.

Then, looking back at the room... and for some reason waltz glancing at the tail of a flying dragon.

Then Feilong, who was supposed to be the apex predator, began to take care of his tail as he turned his frightening gaze to her.

"... No, I'm not eating it."

"What, before this, the hunter... no, it's nothing"

Catalina whispers in the middle of her words when she realizes that the dragon is turning an indescribable gaze on both of us.

The hunter, who also serves as the cook for the party, apparently behaved dragon dishes (Feilongs) without Waltz noticing.

"... not if you're saying that! Anyway, whatever it is, I'm gonna go find some food or a drink, so I'll ask you later!

"What... what if, like earlier, dangerous liquids fly in? We can't protect the people of the city, either myself or Mr. Flying Dragon, can we?

Waltz then said without stopping his leg, which he was about to head into the room, and without turning around.

"Ask Lucia! I don't think there's anything in the situation that would make me jump the liquid right now, so I should have about the time I'm in touch with you! (... maybe)"

And her figure disappeared completely into the darkness of the room.

"... you have no choice"

Catalina groans in dissatisfaction, frowning.

Dropping off Waltz's hindsight with a resentful gaze, she used her own radio to talk to Lucia, who was on the energy that would be floating across the cloud.

"Lucia? Do you mind now?

Then I didn't hear back from her, but instead...

"Ho... this little box, talk..."

... For some reason, an interesting Eve voice flies in.

"... you know, Eve? If you could hear me, would you give Lucia this machine?

But I didn't seem to get Catalina's voice like that.

They haven't heard this side because Eve is gripping the radio for every radio talk button (PTT switch)...

'Is that it? It's suddenly quiet... Maybe there's a dwarf in there...?

With that said, Eve how to shake a boom and a radio to see if there's anything inside.

And within that...

Gasha... zazazazazazazazazazazaza...

At the end of the day, all I could hear was noise from Catalina's radio.

Guess from the last sound I heard... you probably dropped it on the floor...

Suddenly he became silent and asked Katarina, who was pointing a narrower gaze at the radio he had... whether he had guessed something had happened, or whether he felt in danger for himself, Feilong asked terribly.

"... hey, did something go wrong?

Then Catalina shook her head small and then turned her gaze to the labyrinth where she was scratching algae that she was about to get out of the hazy hole before saying.

"... the world is filled with things that don't go as you wish... That's just it..."

"... I'm sorry, but it's just too hard for me to understand..."

I'm not sure if that word of Fei Long was directed at Catalina's condition, or at the box of voices (radios) like Eve's... but in any case, Fei Long seemed to have no idea what Catalina did and what happened.

Especially since Catalina herself doesn't know what happened, she had her head in a grumpy...

Well...

Apparently, the inexplicable event doesn't just end on the other side of the radio.

Shortly after Catalina beat the radio she had into her bag,

Gogogogogogogo...

And the labyrinth that was in the hazy hole began to deform again.

To be more specific... it's like climbing into the sky, and just one thin thing starts to grow from the top of my head, and so on.

"Dear Catalina... What is that..."

"In parasites?

Catalina answers instantly, recalling the Winter Bug Summer Grass, in response to Fei Long's inquiry.

"Kisei?

"A parasite is..."

After that, Catalina starts talking about parasites, even though she says it may be a critical situation.

At that time, it's not bad to think that 'the parasite story is the last story in your life...' etc...

And after a while, the limit came to Fei Long around increasing the tentacles that the labyrinth was stretching to the sky to 10.

"Ugh... I'm done talking about parasites..."

"Really... I haven't even said 1/10 of the whole story yet..."

Fei Long leans down disgustingly, turning his back on Catalina as he openly dislikes it.

It wasn't a very long story, but for him, who was intolerant, it seemed tighter than expected...

"Still, that's..."

Catalina squirmed with her eyes again at the protrusion of the labyrinth after sending an unfortunate gaze on Fei Long's back.

The ten protrusions that began to grow from the top of the head of the labyrinth, which were at the end of her gaze... seemed, at least, not to be caused by parasites.

Why can you say that, because its shape...

"... you just look like an arm no matter how you look at it..."

Because it was close to a man's sole.

At the end of her gaze, five of the ten protrusions that grew in the labyrinth were each stretched toward the sky, connecting with palms and thoughtful areas, like fingers, to envelop something with their hands.

The hell Catalina didn't even know what it was wrapping up, but if you think about the last few days, it's probably not a busy one.

"Has someone taken over the labyrinth again..."

When Catalina is in front of the labyrinth, alone, with such speculation and mouth, suddenly the arms of the labyrinth are in front of her...

Dosha...

and fell to the top of the head of the labyrinth as if it were going to melt.

At that time, the liquid that was my arm splashed all around me, but...

"... sounds ok"

Apparently, there's no sign of it coming down toward the city.

Even then, an arm that grows from the top of the labyrinth so that it is repeated.

Each time the number of arms seems to increase, but all of that falls to rot on the way out.

"(I've seen something like this in avant-garde art, but when you see what's actually moving, it's not very pleasant...)"

Catalina felt that way about the sight as if countless people were also reaching outside trying to be swallowed up by slimes and preyed upon and asked for help.

"(... Speaking of which, among the special fireworks Mr. Waltz taught me before, I think there were fireworks that burn out like this...)"

Catalina asked Waltz about the incense fireworks (?) Remembering...

Grr...

All the while, an unexpectedly long stretched arm flew over the terrace of the royal castle.

"... Mr. Feilong. Please be careful."

"... hmm?

After taking Catalina's advice, he looks disgusting and turns around a flying dragon.

Then there's the translucent, black-like liquid...

"Noooo?!

Dosha!!

... and the mysterious liquid flown from the labyrinth through where the flying dragon was until a few seconds before the following comma.

"Oh, in jeopardy, I almost lost my life here..."

Flying indoors with a single hair, Feilong, who succeeded in avoiding the liquid, exhaled a sigh of relief.

Then I hear a voice from beside him that I'm used to hearing.

If I hadn't pulled it, you'd be dead by now, wouldn't you? I'm sure. "

"Wah, Master Waltz!?

Actually, it seems that Waltz, who came back, helped with gravity control or something about the Fei Long, who had not evacuated in time.

Then, once she looked inside the room, she asked Fei Long.

"So, I want to ask you one thing... Do you know anything about Catalina?

"Catalina, dear... Huh?

"... Huh?

A flying dragon turns towards the terrace and solidifies its eyes at the mysterious liquid that continues to flow with still good momentum.

And when I see him like that, Waltz solidifies to propagate.

"... you know, outside..."

"Wow..."

Waltz then turned his bitter gaze in the same direction as Fei Long.

... apparently Waltz succeeded in saving the Fei Long thing that was in his sight... but he couldn't save Catalina who couldn't see in his shadow...