Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Bun......

Cut the wind,

Saku......

Double-cut Lucian special steel,

"Hey......!

Red and black bladed rain approaching Atlas straight, storm......

While the sharpness of the knife was obvious, Syranui's skill in handling the blade was also considerable.

If the angle of the blade has gone a little crazy, while cutting the wall, that knife should be caught between the walls and immobilized, just like the seriously-white blade removal procedure.

What's more, even if the knife's orbit was straight, someone else is using a supergravity knife (?) Since the physical thickness is not zero as in, the corresponding resistance was bound to occur in order for the blade to proceed by cutting through the walls.

Still, the speed of the blade never dropped, it was always constant, and on top of that, it drew a smooth orbit without madness… with the precision control of its owner, Silanui… and, above all, it could be said that nothing more was the result of her idiotic power produced.

"Dear Atlas...... How... how did you get your hands on a young Eve or something?! Could it be that you are an abnormal sexualist?!... No. Even if it did, I...!

Boon!

Silanui, a ghost girl slashed to Atlas, sleeping two blades parallel, spinning her body like a lawnmower, with such profound words in her mouth.

At that moment when the blade approaches the Atlas, seeing as she was increasing the cutting speed by adjusting the angle of her wrist...... it seems that Silanui is seriously thinking about killing Atlas.

"No, he said he didn't do that! That's a misunderstanding of Silanui d..."

"No questions asked!

"What..."

Bun......

Span!!

For being asked excuses, as soon as he uttered the words of the clarification, a relentlessly poked atlas took two steps back in order to mouth (...) shoot and avoid the blade… The blade, which was approaching him, passed the plumbing, which was near the wall, with a sound that he did not think had roughly cut the metal.

At that moment,

Bushu!!

Apparently, that was the piping through which the air conditioning heat exchange catalyst goes, and with considerable momentum, white gas starts to push around.

".................. (What to do...?

With almost zero visibility distance...... but no panic, no sound, on the contrary, Atlas of how he decided to take advantage of that white smoke.

Even the high dynamic range cameras mounted in his own eyes did not make it possible to see the other side of that fog, but that should be the same for his opponent...... and he seemed to think.

But...

Boon!

"Hey, wait!

Silanui's blade, in that degree of white smoke, never seemed to lose sight of Atlas.

"How can I see it?!

Atlas managed to avoid the blade of Silanui only by sound, thanks to the speed of its cutting edge, which was barely less than the speed of sound.

He asked Silanui why, knowing that the movement of both sides, which should not be transmitted because of the fog, could not be understood by Silanui alone, and that his position in the fog would be communicated to the other by speaking out.

The other person has their location identified, so now I suppose there's no point in purposefully hiding it.

Then, from the other side of the fog, the reply of Silanui returned, reflecting on the wall and wooden spirits.

"... smells like Atlas. The sound of Atlas-like clothes rubbing against each other. Dear Atlas's breath. And the signs of Lady Atlas...... Everything tells me where Atlas is…"

"Ooh... (What's that smell?! I mean, you weren't breathing earlier, were you? Me...)"

"So please die!

"What kind of logic is that!?

Boon!

And a blade that strikes Atlas again.

But Atlas's behavior from there... seemed a little different than just avoidance so far.

"... Huh!

Atlas, who had avoided so far, turned to the offensive.

Such a first act of his... was a hell of a move that only he could make.

And it came to pass a thousand seconds after the blade, which flowed and struck, that the back of the blade was, on the contrary, propelled towards the fog.

Within sight of the blade, approach Silanui, who will have it, and disable it before the next attack flies......

It can be said that it is precisely the arts and crafts that man will never be able to do, unique to Waltz's disciples.

And then a few milliseconds later.

Atlas succeeds in seeing the left hand of Syranui, the owner of the knife.

But what was waiting for him there... Silanui wielded with her right hand, was the second blade.

Bowong......

Atlas, which was speeding up its thinking, would have heard an unusually slow noise of turbulence generated at the tip of the blade.

In other words, to him now, the sword movement seemed to be... moving slowly.

Therefore, avoiding it is easy… He seems to have decided to lower his posture and prioritize avoiding the impending blade before packing the next few steps to reach Silanui.

And he tried to get close to Silanui at once, confirming the mad blade as it passed just above his head.

... but somehow,

"(What? Why is the blade of the first shot already pointing this way...)"

The blade that Silanui had first released with her left arm and was supposed to have passed, circled her body… Now it was straight and precise, on the course of poking Atlas's body, and was on its way again

In the meantime, tens of milliseconds......

"(Silanui...... You, are you a monster?! Ah... speaking of which, you were a monster...)"

She folds origami at super speed, waves a forge hammer without worrying if her hands are worn out, or lightly cuts Lucia's special alloy......

Atlas seems to have finally remembered here that Silanui is only acting human apart.

But still, he had no fear of Silanui... because Atlas himself was one of those named monsters?

For some time after that, he seemed to keep trying to drop the blade from her arm while skilfully avoiding the blade of Silanui...

... and when a few minutes have passed.

Waltz and Eve, who were on the upper floor, were suspicious that the air conditioning had broken and followed the plumbing to a room with a melting furnace.

By the time they arrived, the white smoke that was drifting there seemed to have completely disappeared... but should I say instead?

Inside the facility, different sounds seemed to be echoing.

Dogagagaga!!

"... what's that noise? Master Waltz?"

"Come on? Isn't somebody digging a hole in the ground?

"I might think that digging here is the only royal castle beneath it... (I mean... maybe a vault thief?!

Eve and Waltz move on to a place where the sound is echoing with such usual jokes.

And the sight that has been pictured in their eyes that even came to the room with the melting furnace that was its audio source...

Dogagagaga!!

………… ♪ To

………… ♪ Chuckle ♪

And, for some reason, with a grin... it seemed like Atlas and Silanui were paying off at an unnoticed rate.