Life with my Little Sister

"Huh...... Elf ancestors. Finish, finish."

Deborah has a meaningful look and breathes out smoke.

He said "about a bottle" or something, but it's still sucking.

I told her exactly what was going on.

If this kid has a handful of strengths, that would be a tough mouth.

It's a personage that doesn't make it a good idea to talk about other people's secrets.

But what is this look on Deborah's face?

I've never heard her say she was interested in elves before.

A clergyman opened his mouth faster than I could speak of that question.

"But Tordie. You've always wanted to trust a strange elf."

"Do you trust…"

It feels like you helped a child in need, doesn't it?

If Mr. Torone had created a more mature atmosphere, I'm sure another relationship would have been created.

Uh-huh...

Does this mean I'm treating her like a child?

You're older, but you may lack gratitude.

However, it is also true that Mr. Torone has an aura that, like this, makes you want to watch something.

Like a toddler who goes out to use it for the first time - I knew you were treating me like a child.

"Ma. If that's all right with you, it's not my mouth either. And if you're an elf, I'd like to know a little bit."

That's right.

That's it.

Why did Deborah suddenly become interested in the elves?

When she brings out the cigarette, she washes her hands, cleanses and strokes Arolina.

You have a lot of championship personality, but you only have a tender expression when you stroke your beloved daughter.

"Tordie, you, you know what shelter is, right?

Coverage?

Of course I know, but it's kind of abrupt.

"What you call protection is what the Spirit gives to others, isn't it?

Deborah nods.

Protecting the Spirit is a breaking effect. Benefits are given to certain attributes, such as becoming almost invincible or less dependent on weather and the environment.

Basically, however, it is not the first thing that the Spirit gives man protection.

People who are able to communicate with the Spirit are rare in their own right, but they never meet the Spirit in the first place.

Literally, the world you live in is different.

"Does Deborah want spiritual protection?

In my opinion, it would be difficult with this personality.

No, I won't put it in my mouth though.

"If I'm going to give you protection, I'm not thinking of anything but the Holy God. I'm still a priest."

For once, Deborah serves God.

The church itself seems to hate it, but the faith mind seems real.

"Then do you want to give Arolina protection?

"That depends on this kid, doesn't it? I'm not going to push you. Freedom to believe in every god. I also feel comfortable connecting with spirits. Arolina's future should be decided by Arolina, and what I enforce is a violation of the rules"

Complete the process.

So, after all, it's against the rules in Deborah that the church is trying to use Arolina.

"So. How come, all of a sudden, there's talk of escort?

"... you know what Effmont is?

"Ha...? Mr. Effmont, are you?"

You abruptly flew the story again.

But who is Effmont?

My acquaintance does not have a person with that name.

On top of knowledge, I know there are legendary figures with names that say so.

Effmont Ong.

A sorcerer without a particular Lord, with the ability to prophesy with a high degree of precision. I'm talking about wandering all over the place at will without settling......

"Yes. That, Effmont. Grandpa the Prophet."

"Deborah, are you, maybe, acquainted with Effmont Ong!?"

"Swallow buddies. I happened to meet him in a liquor store and had a temper. If I thought he was just a wobbly old man, I'd just be a celebrity."

This is why I drink...!

Because the atmosphere on the spot makes us better friends.

"No, no. You mean the opportunity for interaction is important. Alcohol is great! That's what Grandpa Eph said."

"What's Grandpa Eph..."

Ephmont Ong is told that even if asked to do so by the royal class, he will not be prophesied to come.

In the first place, even it was difficult to invite them to court.

But I'm surprised Deborah was making such an acquaintance ahead of her drinking and walking.

"Well, I got drunk Grandpa Eph to see about Arolina."

"Did you take the baby to the drinker?!? You're joking too much!

"No, no. I swallowed it in the middle of the day and said," Master Eph, I forgot to pick up the inn, so I just brought it to my house. "

"It's careless, Deborah! Please take care of yourself and Arolina more!

"I want to...... It's okay, Grandpa Eph. It's sketchy, but it was moderate."

What is a moderate sketch!

Already, I knew this kid was a mess!

"How are you? Tordie, calm down. I can't go on."

"Whose fault is it!

I accidentally got blood on my head.

But if you calm down and think about it, it's amazing.

I can't believe you not only knew that prophet, but you watched him.

"So... What did Effmont Ong see in Arolina?

"So, protection."

"Protect?"

That being said, this is how Coverage should have talked about it.

Why are you so out of line?

No, in the first place, it should have been revealed that we are looking for Elf's high ancestors for Mr. Torone, but it is strange that we are talking about drinking.

"As Grandpa Eph said, Arolina will be protected by someone with elf protection in the future."

"Yes?"

Please wait. I don't know what that means.

If you talk about spirits giving protection, do you know that elves give protection to people?

Impossible.

The elf is certainly close to the Spirit, but I have never heard him say that he gave it protection.

"I've never heard of elf protection either. But I don't even think Grandpa Eph would lie - he was barely drunk - and there are exceptions to everything in the world. No wonder there is a special elf that can grant protection so that this child has a protruding growth power"

"That's right..."

It's a hard story to believe.

However, on the other hand, I could see why Deborah was suddenly interested in the elves.

This kid is still a parent idiot.

I love Arolina.

And because of its power, Arolina is likely to be used by the Church.

If someone is going to show up to protect that Arolina, you really should want that information.

"If Elf's high ancestors really exist, they may know the existence of special individuals who can give protection. So I'll help you find me, too."

"It helps."

"Yeah. Lend it to me."

"What is it!

Isn't Deborah looking for an elf for herself! Selling favors to me at first sight is more or less glamorous.

"Is that good? Say that. I still have a big face, right?

"Ugh..."

It is certainly Deborah, who was also known to Effmont Ong.

With this mouthful, there must be something in that friendship range.

"... ok. I'll borrow it."

"All right, all right, all right. I've grabbed the roots of the National Sorcerer under heaven. I don't know what kind of impotence to say."

"Wait, please! I just owe you, and I didn't say a word to you about being impotent!?"

"That's what you're borrowing from me. Give it up."

"~ ~ ~ ~!"

Was it a failure to come here?

It's something that had some pretty bad monks.

"So, what do you know?

I'll accept the debt.

When you get here, you won't be convinced that you can't get a decent clue!

Deborah once again lights a cigarette and laughs.

"High Elves of the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce. That's one of my swallowing buddies."

Is it alcohol again! This is why I drink!