Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Education…. What could education do?

While watching the waltzes and hunters interact with each other, Eve, who had nothing to do with the story, directly asked such questions about naked energy, about Lucia, who had a dead fish-like gaze.

But... before that disgraceful act of energies that resembles me somewhere, my heart is not here, I have not heard back from Lucia, who was stiffening her mouth with a pucker... instead, from Amber, who was next door, a response flies.

"Simply put, it's about your studies, isn't it? As far as Eve looks... I think you probably studied to be a maid, but it's pretty much the same thing"

Today, for the first time, Amber, who met Eve, seemed to think of her as a maid, as she looked, a maid.

Therefore, Eve argues.

"Yes, Eve, she's not a maid! This, to Master Cortex...... eh, the scary chancellor is just forcing me to wear it! … may be comfortable…"

With that said, silk combat made clothing that combines protective clothing (?) Eve to check the touch of.

At that time, I saw how she had some satisfying look on her back with that word... it seemed Amber had decided to change the word.

"Really...... Then this may not be a good way to put it... but I think that studying for you means interacting with that scary chancellor, in and of itself, right?

"Huh..."

"… study is sometimes painful. I also taught Sophie a lot about herbs and other knowledge... many times before, I wondered why I was doing this. I thought it was a knowledge that I would never need in my life, in my life, and I was often angry at you for being unreasonable..."

That's what I said, amber with a more and more expressive look.

Apparently, she remembered the old days… and events similar to black history.

But as she immediately resurfaced her bright look, she continued her words against Eve.

"But now all of that is in me, as an important knowledge and experience. Sure, you don't use all your knowledge, but you might be able to say that it's like an invisible tool that you can take advantage of if you have one… I don't know what Eve has been taught by the chancellor, but I think that education and learning... should be seen as such."

To that word...

"Hmm... I wonder if that's what it is..."

Eve frowns, looking unconvinced.

Because she had such a sinister face... or because she thought she spoke too much about herself.

Amber, from the roaring Eve, seems to have decided to pull the word out the other way.

"By the way, Eve, what are you telling me?

Then Eve... begins to answer the valley of wrinkles made between her eyebrows, deeper.

"Uh hey. I was taught last week... the calculus of the triangular function, right? Second law of thermodynamics, right? The relationship between the number of alkali metals and electrons and oxidation, right? And then... about optimization algorithms to solve the circuit salesman problem?

"Oh yeah...... That's a lot...... (Is it a magic spell?

"Really, I always wonder if I need this knowledge to be a maid... not because Eve might not be going to be a maid!

…………

As far as Eve is concerned, Amber seems confused about how to answer because he feels like he's listening to something of a different dimension.

It should be noted that as a Cortex as Eve's teacher, he seemed to seriously think that he needed engineering knowledge in order to be a maid of honor...

Then the two of them said that they were once again bothering their minds about that problem, which should have had an answer, wondering what education or study was...

"What are you doing looking so difficult? Both of you..."

Waltz, who would have finished the conversation with the hunters and the energists, has interrupted the conversation between two dubious people.

To that inquiry...

"You were talking about the world... you can't even think about it, there may be difficult problems... The elusive one?

"Excuse me... I can't keep up with the knowledge of such a small child, or my life... what the hell was that..."

and Eve and Amber mouthing stories nearly 180 degrees in different directions to each with a dark look on their face.

Both of us, irrational in the world (?) It was common in that it bothered my head against, but the origin of the problem seemed so different that it could be said at all...

"'Cause you might not want me to treat you like a child about Eve! It may look small, but the contents are historic ladies!

"Yes, yes, good for you. So, what do the Ambers do now?

"Cancer!

Waltz asked Amber, keeping his hand over her head and stroking his crusty hair appropriately, when he appropriately revealed about Eve as usual.

However, the words alone did not seem to Amber to understand Waltz's intentions... so Waltz seems to have decided to supplement the words additionally.

"Before... I told you, didn't I? About a few decades after the witch commotion ended, we might as well not leave the village, the story goes. That's it... if Mid-Eden's situation is right now, I think it's gonna be okay."

The words of Waltz were those I said about six months ago when I hid the witches in the village of Alk, thinking about their safety.

As long as we are in the village of Ark… that is, as long as we are under those who positively hide them, we guarantee life and freedom.

That was the language of the result in view of the fact that persecution of the witches would not have disappeared so easily in the light of the history of the modern world.

In particular, going to their homeland, where some would have notified the Church of them as' witches', or areas where they might know they are 'witches', as mentioned, should have been avoided, given their physical safety (...) eh (...).

Unfortunately, for once, the emotions of those two letters will not disappear so easily from those who started hating...

… but.

There are exceptions to everything.

One day, all of a sudden, if the way the country works... the way society works, Galari, has changed...

Furthermore, if you have become so busy that you don't have time to say this about others, and your life has been enriched...

And if, until then, the act of contempt towards the weak, which we took for granted, became illegal and by committing it, all property and rights were to be confiscated......

How much will the one who deliberately lays his hand against the witches remain?

Of course, it's a people-to-people relationship, so the sole should never be completely zero... but given why the witches were the object of inferiority, wouldn't there ever be more of those who think about harming them, even if there would be less?

That said, in this case of Mid-Eden, from the top Teresa or Cortex, the Witchway (?) Totally, so maybe you have a bigger impact on the people...

Against that background, Waltz uttered a nuanced word to Amber that if he arrived at a large (...) place (...), he would be safe for now... i.e., he no longer had to be in the village of Alk...

"Huh? Is it true!?... but..."

Although Amber heard it and only smiled happily for a moment... she immediately leaned down and gave me the look of being worried about something.

Watch how that goes, Waltz adds words.

"Er... of course, you've always been a town, not an Alc village... You don't mind if I keep you in Alk town, do you? 'Cause it's no exaggeration to say it's because of you that you've grown the village so much that it's a town."

Apparently, Waltz thought Amber would be... kicked out of town in Alk.

Of course, Waltz didn't want that, so she deliberately denied it...

"Um... thank you..."

Still, for some reason, Amber's expression didn't work.

Therefore, Waltz seems to have decided to ask the other way around.

"... something happened in the town of Alk? For example, not the owner of the liquor store... not the village chief... but the mayor and I got into a fight and burned half the city to the stomach?

"And I won't! That..."

"Yes...... So, what's up?

"... Um... it's very hard to say..."

So once, Amber closes his mouth.

From the way it looks, it seems quite difficult to say......

Then again, as Waltz waited for Amber to start talking in silence... she finally decided to explain, opening that mouth with her eyes pointed at Waltz like she was ready.

"Ji, actually... I found something outrageous in the basement of Mr. Waltz's house!

"Ah..."

In response to that word of Amber, four people who could understand its meaning raised their voices like they perceived something at the same time.

In short…

"You found an underground workshop..."

That would mean.

"Um... sorry to keep quiet until now! Actually... not only that, but I also found some research notes that Catalina would have written down..."

"Uh, so, you said our teaching worked out, right? (Also, after my name, at some point, there is a" Dear "reason...)"

"Yes......"

And again, Amber leans over with apologies.

Apparently, they took a look at the contents of that research note... and incorporated so-called forbidden fruit (knowledge)...

Maybe they work temporarily in the infirmary because of that background.

Against her like that, Waltz...

"Hmm... if I knew that knowledge even in fragments, the truth is... I'd have to take my life"

"What?!

"If you found it, you'd have no choice."

That's what I said with a nigga and a grin.

And keep talking like this.

"Well, that's not true and there's nothing I can do about it... from now on you can use it freely, not just for the ground part, but also for the underground workshop, right? But use it properly, right? And... not to show anything but a trusted witch. Especially if the owner doesn't know about it, right? When I find out I'm digging a hole in the basement of the tavern, I'm going to be pissed off later..."

"Oh, well, that's okay. Because some witches only know it yet!

Amber waves both palms in front of her body as she says so in a panic somewhere.

Maybe almost, against the owner of the liquor store (the town manager), he was about to reveal himself...

That's how Waltz agreed to let the witches use the workshop she first built when she came to this world, in the basement of the town of Alc.

As a result, the town of Alc... no, we shall do whatever that story is.

Whatever.

This is how Waltz said he invited himself to a crisis of Mid-Eden collapse (?), which managed to stop them.

It was just temporary, and it was hard to say that it was a fundamental solution.

She therefore decided to return to Wangdu once she had left her energy in South Fortress and proceed with the mass production of micromachines and wireless power transmission devices.

Without even knowing that would be the beginning of a major problem again......

Note that this is for the record...... there seems to have been one man on Waltz's manoeuvred armor, turning to their backs after Lucia and Eve left South Fortress, whining bossy......

"Um... Mr. Waltz? The story of you keeping me company... what happened?

... Apparently Waltz completely forgot the story that the brave man said he wanted to be one of us...