Life with my Little Sister

That's the view of our 'snow'...

The nobler brought his young brothers and sisters to the garden.

My Laada and I are amazed at that and remember looking at each other.

The garden was in danger.

If, suddenly, instead of the cold wind, a heat line becomes blown, and as it is, the earth itself may melt and disappear, it will also be impossible to be upset.

To the best of our ability, the cause is unknown.

And the measures for the resolution were also unclear.

When it comes to what you can do, it's about asking the outside world for help through a handout.

If it became an unprecedented predicament, the High Spirit, who reports directly to the Spirit King, thought to move, but came to be much more honorable than our king.

The General Chieftain said that he had succeeded in recruiting by appointment with the ancient Spirit King.

Overwhelming high.

And the high fathers of that elf, who are absolutely mighty, were warned of the cause of the disturbance at a glance.

But it is also true that there are things in the world that say, 'I know, but I can't do anything about it'.

Even if it is said that something not good for the nucleus that makes up the continent has been possessed, there is no way to deal with it.

There's no way we're going to rip the earth itself to the nucleus, and in the first place, that's impossible.

Thus saith the honorable, while we were in mourning.

"... there is a conjecture. I think my apprentice can handle it."

That's what Sage Takazu of rare times said.

It is not necessary to say that we have been greatly relieved.

But how many (what) do you bring?

A high elf of your own kind? may also be someone of the Spirit.

It's been a long time since that one lived. It would be impossible to know about friendship, mentorship.

But whoever it is, it must be like a wise man. That alone would be definitive.

The honourable disciple made it his own.

Hundreds of years - or maybe a fierce man with more than a thousand years of drilling.

But what came was a human toddler.

At first, we only accompanied the child for one reason or another, and I thought the 'disciple' was something else.

But it seemed to be this young child that the noble man said, "My guess."

You look young, but you're actually old - I'm sure there are some who say so.

Now, the honourable one himself looks tiny, but he is far older than us and others.

But the toddler is five years older than his brother. My sister says she's two years old, not 105 or 1005. It's just five and two. It is only natural that we were perplexed.

Besides, the species was human.

Humans - the weakest, strongest species.

Individual combat abilities are never high.

Behold, the race had tremendous breeding power.

Against that background, he was good at forming herds.

And the strength of the desire of No. 1 in all races becomes a fountain of starved wisdom to explore all things.

Their development is not due to reproduction.

All because of that desire.

But there are only two children in front of me.

Not the number of people who can form a herd, and most importantly, young.

Weakness is weakness.

I don't know how talented these brothers and sisters are, but if they are toddlers, I know full well that their power is only buds before they blossom.

What the hell can I do with this?

The first thing that came to my attention was the friendliness of my siblings.

Not that it's strength or wisdom, but a very moderate, mutual, dear affection.

The matter stood out the most.

The crisis in the garden is not fun to watch, as a crisis, such as unfriendly relationships.

Therefore, I think it is preferable to speak of brothers and sisters who respect each other across races.

The boy supported the young girl if there were slight steps, and if the cold wind blew, he was subtly sheltered.

Even 1 to 10 of the actions cared for and treated young girls dearly.

He executes it silently.

Contrary to our knights trying to protect their subjects from all circumstances after training, they turn kindness to young girls, not according to training, but just as emotional, as if it were normal.

My sister knows that, too.

Every time I was cared for by him, every time I was given his kindness, I shook with emotion and hugged my brother.

Funny and puzzling is my brother.

Every time my sister hugs me, she suddenly reacts as if she was hugged, sweetened.

I guess he doesn't even think that it's natural for him to take care of his sister and therefore 'in return' comes.

So he didn't seem to understand his sister's joy.

Venerable. And the good brothers and sisters broke up before they went to the house of the chief chief.

Our knights head to the ice hole first.

You have to stay alert on the road, and most importantly, travel at different speeds.

The ancient magic props of the noble are as fast as the legendary famous horses and shadows.

It will be easy to catch up with us ahead of time.

Or even outrun them even if they do later.

Apart from the crisis in the garden - no, it is relevant, but the granddaughter of the chief chief is not aware of tomorrow.

Loss of nucleus, earliest untreatable condition.

It would be a shambles to see a young man lose his life.

I don't hate seeing 'it' when it comes to tasks.

But if not, I don't want to see helpless children.

This would be one of my mental fragilities.

The girl, though young, was gentle. I really feel sorry for you.

Even if the garden is saved, Lord Enineve's life will no longer be saved.

If you do, you have to take off the danger before the other victims leave. It has to be a snake.

They arrive in our ice hole, and the noble ones come.

Only vigilance in the "visible range" is complete.

The enemy of 'More Than That' is impossible, unless it is a way of respecting.

Therefore, one important arrangement was made in advance.

The noble one had judged this disturbance to be man-made.

If we knights also assumed that there were 'enemies', as sometimes parted of 'fighting' and 'reconnaissance', besides' practical roles', the noble one suggested that there might be 'watchmen'.

If we are not distracted by the Spirit, we will be able to use appropriate equipment or powerful hidden magic.

And when he told them whether they were there or not, the elders of the elves said,

If not, it's over with 'I wasn't there'.

The problem is if you were there.

The honorable one was told that he would not frankly say he was' there ', but would make another expression of' found '.

And in the midst of the battle against the lizards, he said:

"...... hmm. The perimeter analysis is complete. I assumed my magic sensing, but I decided there was nothing to say."

I wasn't there, it wasn't.

I assumed something magical sensing, but I didn't have anything to say about it.

I mean, he said there's something hidden.

I almost looked around when I said I was in the middle of a fight. I managed to get over it.

Immediately afterwards the noble one himself was put on the battlefield, so it would have been determined that 'Hidden' was a distance or a place that could be dealt with instantly, even if it was far away or near.

I can't look for anything that has the art of hiding.

Therefore, I am ashamed that there is nothing more to deal with 'it' than to leave it to the honourable.

All I can do is protect my young brothers and sisters who go on to the ice hole together.

Still, it's just amazing.

I knew you'd be awesome to be invited, but I didn't expect you to bury that lizard warrior easily.

Looks like he used some kind of magic, but he didn't know what it was.

But I knew myself that Takazu was strong.

So what's really surprising is the boy.

He was a strange brother and sister.

Even on the battlefield, it doesn't look frightened.

I don't understand the situation. Understood, I'm not even timid of the dimensions.

Impossible. It can be called an anomaly.

I didn't think very much of a human child.

He crushed the giant golem created by the Lizard Operator by simply touching it with his hand.

What did you do? I have no idea.

Or perhaps the noble can use the same sorcery that defeated the Lizard Warrior.

For that would be an indisputable genius.

Sorcery landlord Takazu must have been given his righteousness immediately.

The speculation eventually turned into certainty.

That's an arm.

An unusual arm that grew inside the ice hole.

Even one fine arm forced me to wear out to hold back for a short time.

What else?

The source of arms is magic enough to form a continent.

There's no way you can do that, like hold it in.

That one seals hundreds of arms without incident, but the standard is different. It's not helpful.

But this young boy says he's going to challenge that 'center', not the 'end' arm.

Impossible. It's impossible.

This is even my arm.

Isn't there a way I can get my hands on it, like in the center?

In the first place, what and how can we save the nucleus?

I thought the subject of the deal was noble and that the boy would form some kind of support.

But the opposite is true: while Elf's high ancestors hold their arms down, they interfere with the nucleus.

Can a man's toddler resist the magic compared to a continent?

Surprisingly, the noble one must have brought this child because 'it' is possible.

Then I have nothing better to believe in than that.

Let's be vigilant about 'The Hidden' and focus on protecting our young brothers and sisters.

As the honourable one deserves.

Younger sisters are respectful.

And the boy of the day touched the rod he stabbed, without even looking like he'd noticed.

The hall rocks.

Weak.

Obviously, it's taking a blow to these monsters.

He stayed put - that is, he continued to interfere with the nucleus, while the nobler began to recover his crushed arms.

I say we give back the magic to the nucleus.

It's a series of great sorceries. Or nothing more than continuous use.

I don't know what that means.

Do you think this boy will retain more magic than his elf ancestors?

But if so, all the twitches fit.

Arrowhead, he must have been a very boring genius.

Like the honourable, trying to measure on my measure seemed to be an error in itself.

More talented than I ever imagined.

That was all I needed to say.

He said he was a bearer of miracles enough to stand alongside his elf ancestors.

But even the boy, he distorted his face.

Something is happening.

No, I found out something was going to happen.

The hall rocked louder than ever before.

It was the beginning of an end.