Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"No, I dug a lot."

"Yeah! Because I dug deep underground enough for the magma to blow out of the ground!

"Really, magic is amazing..."

"But you were digging, you're almost my sister..."

What's amazing is, is it science (ah) or magic (or whatever)...

Waltz and Lucia, back over Wang Du, seemed to be having such a conversation remembering each other's actions as they turned their eyes to a huge chunk of material that was floating on the clouds.

Two people mined minerals because Lucia was once a monolith (?) was the place where the volcano... was made into material when creating the

There, the figure of the large volcano had disappeared without a trace, but only the active eruption activity seemed to remain such that the magma, which was gushing out as to seep out of the basement, was making sure to heal the wounds and was gradually forming a new volcano... perhaps hundreds or thousands of years later it would return again to a volcano the same size as the original.

... Well, this time, the waltzes did the mining to dig back the wound, and that wasn't around for thousands of years... maybe so much that it was back on track in a few days, it seemed to activate...

Such volcanic sites (?), and they did the mining activity again... after all, because they wanted the substances in the magma that were erupting from deep underground.

If you are simply going to mine substances that are everywhere, such as iron or silicon, you can mine even if you dig the ground near the king's capital, but if you think about collecting heavy metals such as nickel or chromium, extracting them from magma and other things that blow up near the planet's mantle seems to have been overwhelmingly more efficient.

As a result, Waltz fired charging particle cannons back-to-back to dig the ground on the volcanic site... and floated the shattered ground in the air with gravitational control per rock...

Lucia heated it with fire magic and melted it into a single mass.

Thus, a mass of material containing large quantities of impurities could be made, which should also be called the second monolith... and they even held it over the king's capital.

"So... Where do you want me to put it?

"What... you weren't thinking?

"No, I hope I dug it properly, but when I realized it, I was obsessed with it and I was digging too much..."

"I thought..."

Two people have that usual conversation as they turn their eyes to a giant diced sole that is still red-hot, with one side likely to be more than 1 km away.

From the perimeter of such materials, a fierce accumulated cloud, as seen in the midsummer sky, appeared to have generated purple electricity everywhere...

"Um, well, for now, why don't we just put it on that tree or something?

That being said, three days ago, suddenly, the world tree grew near Wangdu (?) Lucia eyes on.

Now the tree had also stopped growing and had grown into a large, lush tree with a height of 1 km and a diameter of about 3 km.

If you think about the ratio, it's like putting a block of building blocks on top of a bonsai or something...

"If I put it down... maybe it's too hot to burn? And I don't think he's going to be able to withstand the weight, and..."

In his head, Waltz answered that to Lucia, anticipating the results, apparently doing a physical simulation.

Well, according to the results, a burning world tree (?) before the branches fell from the sky to the king's capital... red-hot monolith (?) but the world tree (?) Every, seems to have crushed the town...

... but apparently, it wasn't all bad.

"Oh, but you're just fine."

and waltz to mouth.

Of course, it's not that the town will perish just fine...

"It took a lot of wood to refine the metal... but if it's a very viable plant, don't hesitate to cut down the branches and make it into reduced charcoal."

If we were to do a large quantity of ore reduction of as much as 1 km cubic in a normal way using charcoal... that could have been enough to cut down the trees growing in Mid-Eden from one end.

But should I say luck or bad...

The World Tree that has destroyed the Waltz and their workshop (?) may solve the problem once and for all because it was there.

Cut or not, it grows in extension, wood as if it were weed...

For the waltzes who refine the metal, it can be said that it is exactly the kind of material they dream of.

"Sister... maybe you found that out and planted the seed?

"... If that's the case, I won't bother planting it inside the workshop..."

"... you know what?"

Lucia, after questioning her sister about such questions that had come up in her brain... returned to the conversation and to the first topic.

"So... where do you put it?

"That's the problem... I don't know, now... I don't know, I didn't have to bring it to Wang Du, I don't know..."

"So, you want me to put you back where you started?

"If I put it in a bad place, it could crush people and fields, so... let's leave it?

"Yeah. Okay. So... where that lava is erupting? It'll replace the lid, so maybe it'll work just fine?

"Ugh, yeah... Ma, I'm here... (Something about the magma replacing the adhesive, I put it down, but at the end of the day, I don't even feel like I'll ever be able to take it off again...)"

That's right, thinking in my head, waltz turning in the direction I just came.

... in doing so...

Something... from Wang Du, I feel a nasty gaze... is it my fault?

"What? There's a pervert?

"Um, I don't know, but... you feel that way..."

Waltz and Lucia seemed to be consulting on whether to have such an exchange and find out who those who would be turning that suspicious gaze were... but they seemed to arrive at the conclusion that nothing could be done unless they did something about the huge luggage at hand... and they walked away from the spot without ascertaining where that gaze came from...

... Meanwhile.

In the King's capital, whose suspicious gaze has flown...

"Shit...! Oh, my God!?

Forget about transforming too, kneeling on the ground, holding his head with both hands... there was a look of Teresa who was pointing her pale expression towards a monolith floating in the sky...

To the citizens, it seemed as if she was afraid, bewildered and desperate about the suspicious objects that floated in the sunset, whose appearance... appeared to mark the end of the world...

"Oh, that Master Teresa, she's afraid...!?

"Ko, this is not important!?

"Will the world... end..."

etc., and seemed to be in a state of panic.

... Well, actually,

"If you think you're back, the waltz has gone somewhere..."

And Waltz walking away from town... originally, I felt the magic of Lucia, who was near it, and I was simply moaning... but none of the citizens seemed to know that...

... Well, behind her, the maid who was doing a big stretch (yawning) seemed like an exception...