Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

No. Um...

In a bridge where the lights were out and dark... like a monster in an old story, a black shadow shrinking without moving...

... who it is, of course, Cheval, who looks similar, not

"Energia... are you okay?

As Waltz said, it is energy, shaped by a mm machine for hull repair...

Something seemed to disappoint me, and one, he was sinking.

Well, there's only one reason to sink...

When she noticed Waltz coming into the bridge, she slowly turned up and opened her mouth sadly, wrapped around an atmosphere as unrealistic as a ghost.

'Hey, sister. Tears, what?

"... I'm sorry. Energy. I'm not kidding, but I, I haven't been through blood or tears, so maybe I can't answer that..."

'Ha...' no. Mm-hmm.

After hearing such Waltz's words, when he sighed heavily, he put his head on both knees again and leaned down.

Is that the result of my disappointment with Waltz for not hanging words of encouragement, or was it because I was angry with her...

... In any case, Energia must have been sorry to hear from Waltz.

I thought so.

How could Energia have enveloped the bridge with a blue aura...

Previously, the reason she was depressed was the absence of one of the brave parties, the Swordsman (Victor)...

"... you want to see Mr. Swordsman so badly?

"Yeah..."

and the energy to answer a small waltz inquiry, holding the knee.

Apparently, for the same reason this time, it means...

I had no idea how much thought she had of a swordsman, but it seemed obvious from her eyes that it was time for the spirit of energy to be approaching its limits.

(... that? I wonder what the hell will happen if this leads to a situation where energy is dumped by a swordsman...)

While thinking about it, Waltz gives thoughts about the various kinds of armaments mounted on the energy.

What if the energy was shaken (?) If you go into belly-breaking action... this world could come to an end...

(Well, we need to do something about it anyway, whether we can get rid of it or not...)

Then Waltz started thinking about what he should do now instead of worrying about the future, which he didn't know would happen.

Well, we only have about two choices, so it won't be that difficult.

The first is the choice to go with Energia to meet the swordsman in person who is going to South Fortress.

... If you can't see him, you just have to go see him.

And the second is the option of calling back the swordsmen, on the contrary.

... If you can't see him, you just have to see him.

Just in this case, send the braves in the form of support for South Fortress (?) So suddenly when it comes to recalling them, there will be no denying the possibility of any inconvenience among South Fortress officials.

I didn't know much about how much they contribute to rebuilding the city, because Waltz didn't get a report from the hunters, but if you consider their nature as a brave party... perhaps they are entrusted with an important role or make a significant contribution.

... of the two options, which the hell do you choose...

Exactly, needless to say,

"... you have no choice... Shall we go see the swordsmen?

"What?!

Almost at the same time Waltz calls out, blah!, and bright looking energy.

She looked panicked from then on...

"Hey, are you going now?! I don't know what to do, I'm not ready for anything... '

And then somehow I started touching my own black body with pets.

What the hell do you mean, prepare...

"No, no... to the boulder, not now..."

and waltz stabbing nails against energy.

Then...

"Eh..."

Leaking such a desperate voice out of his mouth, Energia, once again, began to bring a blue color deeper into his body than black...

"... ma, I can't do it today, but tomorrow we'll figure it out, won't we?

"Tomorrow..."

Once it was the energy that was leaning over, but when I mouthed Waltz's words like a parrot back,

'Yeah. That's about it, I'll be patient!

And this time, it seems to be a complete revival.

It is night now.

I guess I decided to put up with thinking about tomorrow, when I was already approaching the end of my eyes and nose, and if I were a few more hours...

Perhaps she'll be around tonight, experiencing a feeling like an elementary school student who refrained from hiking tomorrow, and she won't be able to sleep...

... except for another story about whether or not she's going to sleep.

"Well, I have to get ready too..."

Waltz trying to walk away from the spot by saying.

Then Energia asked me so hard to say to her.

'Hey, hey, honey. What can I do to be your son-in-law?

... To such a chaotic inquiry, Waltz showed a slightly unwieldy movement, holding his head and thinking, then... he managed to force himself to mouth the answer.

"... sorry. Energia. I, I can't be your son-in-law, and I won't, so I can't answer that question... But if you ask around Julia, you might understand. (Thacubus...)"

"Oh. Then I'll ask!

With that said, the energy that breaks down the millimeter machine that made up the body and turns it into a black grainy figure.

And when she entered the bridge vent, she completely disappeared.

Perhaps she headed to Yulia, who is still supposed to work at the Royal Castle...

"That girl, totally, you're not using my built robot body..."

Still today, Waltz turned his narrowed gaze toward a robot with a silver exoskeleton abandoned in the corner of the bridge before breathing out a small sigh.

... so.

"... that's why we're going to South Fortress tomorrow, right?

Waltz talking to the radio on a bridge where no one is anymore.

The destination... is Cortex, who was craving a vacation.

'Really? ~. If you keep going, you don't have to return it anymore ~?

"Hey... this, I'm going to ask you out..."

And I was about to be kicked out of the country, so when Waltz hurried to say the supplement...

'Really? ~. So you think I'm free ~'

... Cortex has thrown back words full of thorns.

Note that explaining the subaudio of her words... 'Pushing an unparticipatible schedule means, from the beginning, you weren't willing to invite me, ~?', will it be?

When Waltz was beginning to regret saying the words of invitation without thinking about it at all, after taking such a verbal blame from her, Cortex leaked a small, cuckoo, grin, and then started talking on the other side of the radio.

"It's a joke ~? In the morning phase, preparations were under way since the example judgment (island flush) was issued, so there is time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow or so. Instead, today, if your sister hadn't invited me, I would have developed a magic phonograph with your tempo sister and put a curse trap in your sister's room, but it seems you don't need to do that anymore ~ '

"... something, I don't want to go back to my room alone... (I feel like something's already been set up...)"

and waltz worried that I would even stop going back to clean it up anymore.

At that time, I heard something from the radio that sounded like a noise called 'chip...' or something more than one radio wave overlapped (gypsy) and it wasn't a signal I could hear... did anyone try to operate the radio at the same time...

'Well, that's why we're flying to South Fortress tomorrow morning, right?

"Okay ~"

And Cortex returns a happy voice.

That's it.

Waltz is the depression of Energy and Cortex (?) To clear up, he decided to leave the King's Capital again and head to South Fortress...