Life with my Little Sister

We took a short pause and moved to the alley.

It is also far from where the woman named Floche Scheindel conducted the battle.

Apparently, the anticipation that the city's major facilities were being targeted in a focused manner was correct.

Wherever we went, the Warcraft existed, but it still seemed as though the number was decreasing as far away from the city's main strip.

So we are moving on avoiding those places and trying to bypass them.

Sometimes we went far, and we absolutely needed a moderate break.

"So were you using wind magic to fly the smell of blood"

"Yes, Master Left. At present, we chose the wind because we found that all the warcraft that are extremely rampant are of different types, all of which have a good nose." Caught by the smell of blood, reinforcements continue to gush, "then, of course, you can't win, you can't escape."

It's a reasonable decision.

I hear that 'strong' and 'used in action' sometimes don't go hand in hand, but in her case they both do.

"Lord Schoendel..."

"I don't mind floche, Master Baumann"

"Right. Then about me, too, Frey and good. Does Lord Floche have family, friends, and any other companions? We won't be able to rescue them much apart, but I'll give you a hand if we're close."

"Thank you for your concern. But to Cyril, this daughter and I came alone. There's no one else to protect or look for."

Is that supposed to be unhappy luck?

I honestly think it was good and envious that my family wasn't separated. I want to join Father and Flair as soon as possible.

"It was a disaster, even though it was a festival."

A knight who refrained beside him spoke with regret.

Currently, the alley we are in is a building to the left and right, which makes it a narrow single aisle.

The knights have solidified their front and rear, but naturally there are knights beside me.

"No. I meant to entertain the festival, of course, but I came to Cyril for work. This city is also home to the famous Doctor of Magic."

Speaking of which, she said she was studying magic archaeology and magic archaeology.

Her name sounded familiar to me, too.

Sure, it would have required some kind of huge research expense.

Father and Count promised assistance, and Dennen said no...

(To rebuild Cyril, it would cost a lot of money. Isn't the promise going to go away......)

That and this is what I would have said if we had survived here and there.

"Is she your daughter?"

The toddler Floche is holding stands a tiny sleep in her arms.

What does it mean to be asleep in a situation like this?

The sorceress who noticed my gaze strokes her head over her hat so that she cares for her daughter.

"My daughter, I let her sleep in sorcery. Poor thing, you must have been so scared. There was this commotion, and I was crying..."

"Was that what you said..."

Your sleeping daughter, she's still really bad.

If you look closely, there are tears after tears.

I felt scared on the night of the festival when everyone should be smiling. Misery is foolish too.

I hope what happened tonight isn't a trauma to this toddler.

Unexpectedly look around.

Fortunately, I don't see the Warcraft.

This daughter-- did you say Florina?

When she glances, I don't want you to have fear.

Thinking that way, the toddler slowly raised his eyelid.

"... ma, uh...?

I guess I'm falling asleep.

I don't see the emotions of fear in that figure holding the mother's clothes softly in front of me.

"Mah...... Miu......?

"Morning, Flori"

With a loving expression, her mother narrowed her eyes.

That's all I can see is that she cares about my child.

"Mah. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Ukyu...?

"Yeah, yeah. It's okay. 'Cause it's got my mom on it, right?

"Akiyu..."

If I were you, I guess I should hurry up the road, but until Florina settles down, I should wait for you.

The word 'protect' should not simply mean physical safety alone.

Father always says, "A noble job is to protect the smile of folk grass".

Even if that is the bullying of the Viscount Bauman family.

"Ow, ow, ow! Aww, kioo...?

"Yeah. I'm not here. I'm sorry?"

Florina looks out for a hit with Kyoro Kyoro.

It's as if you're looking for someone.

"Lord Floche. I was told there was no other companion, but wasn't there?

It's possible he was reluctant on us.

It would be best to ask straight away.

"No, Master Frey. There is no one else to act with besides this daughter. My daughter is searching for a child she has become friends with in the nursery."

"Nursery......"

Floche said that he had temporarily left his beloved daughter at Cyril's nursery while visiting the doctor of magic.

Apparently, that's where we made friends.

I tried to speak to Florina.

"Hello"

"-! Ugh..."

You scared me, she hugged my mother.

"Flori, it's okay. Because I'm not afraid."

"Mah. Munchkin...?

"Yeah. It's okay."

"Yikes..."

Because my mother told me to. She just stared at me.

Moments, sense the activation of magic.

You don't even have to think about who used what.

Florina's body sparkled slightly.

"Is this... magic of light"

"Uh... Is it good to call it magic? This is what happens sometimes when your daughter gets anxious."

Is it a form of defensive action?

Either way, it seems better not to get too close.

"Ahhh......! Whoa, whoa! Ah, no..."

"Yeah. Right. Tomorrow, my mom will be with you looking for her."

"Mah! Kikyu!

The anxious face until earlier shimmered like a flower.

In the meantime, I'm sure you'd like to meet that friend.

(It's hard to talk to a friend...)

I belong to 'Zon Heroit' and some admire me, but still feel reluctant somewhere.

Probably because of the difference in identity.

My father always says, "Have a good friend," but can I get it?

(What about them...)

The blood relatives of Mr. Shark Cramput, to whom I have been unilaterally involved.

They never said it was annoying or troublesome.

On the contrary, he helped a stranger to me.

If I may, will 'he' be my friend?

I didn't think, I squealed at Florina.

"You've been blessed to meet so well."

"Ahhh! Whoo, ahhh, ki-yah!

For the first time, the toddler turned a smile on me.

The color of the light that surrounded him was, for some reason, a pale cherry blossom color.

The turning point came at that moment.

Zushin, the earth trembled, as if it had happened only in an earthquake for a moment.

"Dear Frey, give me that...!

One of the knights points the other way.

What I saw there was a 'chunk of meat'.

Long before our point, we saw an ugly 'meat mass' that was bigger than the building.

"Hey, what is that ugly monster...!

I've never seen a demon like that.

No, in the first place, if you don't see it (...) it's crazy (...).

If we had such a giant 'sphere' on the move, I wouldn't even notice.

So where'd he come from?

"No way, I'm from a previous era... ugh!?"

On the other hand, Floche seems to have an idea of a giant monster.

With a blue face, I'm looking at you.

"What do you know about me? We are the guardians of the land. In some cases, we have to face demons on behalf of folk grass."

But the sorceress, who was supposed to have the overwhelming ability to fight, shook her head with clarity.

"I can't! That's not out of people's hands! You should put evacuation first......!

I don't know how strong that ugly 'sphere' is.

But she's got to get this far.

Perhaps he is a monster without interruption.

Me too.

And the knights of war.

Just looking at me, I ran scared.

If the fleeing people also see such demons, will their hearts be shattered?

(If we can't brave people, Cyril will collapse completely...!

I can't think of anything.

I'm helpless.

"God..."

I squeal unexpectedly.

- Another turning point came at that time.

In the blinking starry sky, a beautiful text emerged.

"That's...! Stars!? Star-like texts!"

It's light.

Light that pays for the darkness that covers people's hearts.

The light that followed the stars gathered at one point and raised one figure.

"Hey, what, are you... ugh!?"

One of the knights screams.

As if against 'meat chunks'.

A huge and odd presence appeared in the night sky.

That's white.

Bright white, with only eyes and eyebrows, not suitable for situations like this, a joke.

"Meh, Mejed...... ugh!

That saved me, the disguise that boy was wearing.

Too funny a shape, like a kid just wore a sheet in a flirtatious way.

(Alto crane put! Are you there...!?)

No one answers my question.

A ray of light emanated from the eyes of the Phantom floating in the night sky and poured down on the 'meat mass'.

A huge breaking noise burst into the starry sky.