Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Finally"? Or is it "after all"?

"Well, how about that ~?

Waltz and Cortex waited in the energy of the sky after a rough battle in the town. So far, empirically, I was relieved that it was all over, because I knew that the last concealed ball was going to fly through Ecleria or Altair's mouth.

Although the sun was already setting, Waltz murmured with a sigh as he gazed at Vixen's townscape illuminated by dark vision cameras.

"I'm in a lot of trouble if you don't finish this. There's more wear and tear than I thought, the town's getting worse, and I don't want to kill any more monsters for nothing..."

Cortex reacts to such a waltz murmur.

"Thanks to Katarina, many monsters have returned safely to the wild, but most of them have been exterminated ~. I wonder if you can eat monsters that are already mechanized ~...."

"This may be rude to the monster who sacrificed himself, but he died in vain. To die for nothing."

In the end, the monsters released by the Eclesians did not disintegrate the Allied soldiers, but were almost unilaterally hunted to death. Waltz's expression seemed steep and indignant when he thought about them.

Her expression was not only steep because the monsters were used as a weapon. The old town of Vixen was ruined by the movement of monsters and the presence of modern world-style buildings, and even the church where Catalina once lived was shattered. If you look at Japan in the modern world, it's like destroying an itchy building in Kyoto from one end and building a rotten tofu-like building with no shards of design sense.

It just didn't seem like it was all bad news. Most of the people who lived in Vixen were safe. Of course, there were not zero casualties of fighting, forming a resistance to fight the ecclesians, or losing their lives without treatment even if they became ill, but they were once recaptured in two months of occupation, and the number of civilian casualties was much smaller than the number of soldiers who lost their lives.... It was a minor sacrifice for a massive battle in the city.

Nevertheless, it seemed to be one of the causes of depression for Waltz.

"One death is a tragedy, but it's a good thing you said that a large number of deaths are only statistical numbers... It's a word that is absolutely unacceptable to citizens, but I guess I thought about it because I had to paralyze my heart when running my country... but I really don't like it. I mean, I'm stopping thinking...."

Even though the victim came out, can I clean it up with the word "slight" and no lid...? Waltz seemed sad to think about the citizens who lost their lives, but he couldn't find any other words to describe the status quo.... She sighed deeply, as if she were tormented by the curse of war.

However, Cortex, who was watching, seemed to have a soft expression, as usual.

"Well... You can't help but think so much ~? Shouldn't we prioritize dealing with more damage now? The mourning of the dead will suffice after all is done. No matter how much I mourn, they won't come back because they've already traveled."

"... I see."

Waltz exhales again after hearing the words of encouragement from Cortex. However, that sigh is slightly different from the one just before.... It didn't appear to contain any dark colors.

Then she instructed the coalition forces that would be floating on the ground not to fail to be alert.

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At that time, the ground forces - especially the Boreas - seemed to be floating as Watts had expected. Both the monsters and the Eclarian soldiers disappeared from the town, so I couldn't suppress my joy. For them, it was already felt like a victory at this point.

It seems that some of them ignored the waiting order and went to see an acquaintance. But nobody was to blame for them. Because everyone understood the joy.

Meanwhile, the Mid-Eden soldiers seem to have faithfully fulfilled the instructions from the waltzes. I only eat my usual lyrics and don't drink a drop of alcohol... Everyone, like the funeral attendees, was quietly and solemnly compiling the daily report.

As a result, Borealis soldiers who did not understand the reason for their attitude try to take a peek at the Mid-Eden soldiers. He boiled his business with Mid Eden's soldiers, who looked serious as usual.... you'll be happy together. You guys were the ones who did it.

But their little things, even if they had been in wine, would not have reached the people of Mid Eden. Anyway, let's just multiply--

"" Ugh?!

Because they didn't get words out of their mouths.