The day after the ball, I accompany Phyllia to the Brut Chamber of Commerce.
The store is on holiday so it enters through the back entrance and goes straight into the warehouse.
We need to get all the military supplies at His Majesty's service, and we need to deliver half of them the day after tomorrow.
"Phyllia, I need you to know how many items I'm going to make and box them."
"I'm in awe"
There are a lot of drugs in this supply.
10,000 wound potions, 5,000 blood potions, 1,000 mana potions, 3,000 advanced wound potions, 1,000 advanced blood potions, and 200 advanced mana potions.
And make magic items as well.
There are 1,000 rings of force, 1,000 rings of protection, 500 rings of quickness, 500 fireball rings, 1,000 watering, and 10 bracelets of barriers.
Me and Phyllia, who go into work first thing in the morning and just have a light lunch and keep making items with little rest, check the number of items, put books on and box them.
I responded to Military Sergeant Tomloski that it would be divided after three and six days, but by evening I had finished making all the items and had also finished boxing.
This is something I could do because it's me, God, and my family, Phyllia, and I can't be a normal person.
Because of this, we create chemicals and magic items from nowhere.
When I originally made the chemicals, I only prepared the bottle and magically created the contents, but this time I didn't even prepare the bottle.
The ability I gained by becoming Magician is to use my magic craft to consume magic and make magic items from scratch.
Here's why I offered His Majesty no money.
I have the ability to consume magic and make magic items.
Besides, my magic power is almost infinite, so I can make as many magic items as I want.
The warehouse is expanding with space-time magic, so we can afford to build up all this supplies.
I've made it all at once, but I've decided to divide it up as planned so that His Majesty and Secretary Tomloski don't have any doubts.
"I'm sorry, but I'll ask you to accompany me when we deliver."
"Wherever Christopher says it's good."
"Thanks, and I'm going to leave that to Prieta for the future"
"Was there something wrong with me?
Feelia seems depressed to just say it's the end of the world with a very hurried look.
"Phyllia is my first and only family. Want to keep it beside you as much as possible. If you don't like it, I'll do what I always do.
Phyllia, who was so depressed that I thought she was going to plunge into the ground before, wakes up and jumps at me.
"There is no annihilation! I'm beside Lord Christoph! Let me take care of Lord Christoph!
Um, you don't have to hug anything.
But you're only ten years old and you're growing up.
You're kidding, you're kidding!
Phyllia turns a dazzling smile like a sunflower at me and strokes her head because it hangs around my neck.
And I moffled my chemo ears.
"Ahhhhh..."
Enjoy the long time you've had!
I want to be moffing forever, but my mother worries if I don't go back to the mansion because it's already evening.
I decide to go home with the thought of a severance.
Huh, Chemo ears are justice!
The next day takes time to grasp God's abilities, and a day passes.
Phyllia is always trying to stay by my side and take care of me.
"Phyllia, there's Luna about me, so what if Phyllia had her grandfather do the archery? If Phyllia can use her sword, I can safely go outside."
"Huh! Ha! I'm learning the sword!
Well, I'm making my own stock, but it actually means I want to give Phyllia the art of protecting herself.
I will go to Grandpa as Phyllia is willing and ask him about Phyllia.
"Is Phyllia here? Can you hold a sword with that thin body... well, fine. Federacio, bring me a training sword."
Even Grandpa, who uses Uncle Federacio, the former head of the Knights of the Kingdom, with his chin, would be great.
Grandpa urges Phyllia to "shake it" when his uncle hands Phyllia the bladed training sword.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The training ground soars up just as Phyllia waves her sword down.
So many times I waved down my sword that the perimeter of the filia was covered with dirt.
Grandpa, who was watching the sight, raised his mouth angle and felt a very fierce grin.
"All right, we're going to work with you next."
"Ha, ha!
Grandpa takes or recieves Phyllia's intrusion.
Approaching, away, away, approaching, the two keep waving their swords.
"Apparently, your grandfather liked Filia. Uncle, I'm sorry, but take care of Phyllia and Grandpa."
"Oh, I'll take care of it. But she's got great qualities."
My family, Phyllia, has more power than mankind if it's just power, but is it true that the grandfather who meets with Phyllia properly and even takes Phyllia by the balls of his hand is human?
On September 18, he heads to the Royal Castle with two luggage cars owned by the Brutozelles Border House.
Phyllia tells the gatekeeper what the purpose is and waits for a while.
I don't know if you're under Secretary Tomloski's command, but a soldier is coming to pick us up.
"Follow me"
Soldiers follow without love, so we follow the soldier.
They follow the soldiers and take them to places like training grounds.
Feelia doesn't like the soldier's attitude towards me, she doesn't say anything but she has a bumpy look on her face.
Speak a word or two to another soldier in front of the warehouse and another soldier runs somewhere.
"Bring it inside this warehouse."
Stop Phyllia from about to jump on the soldier because the soldier gives us instructions in a transverse manner.
Soldiers would have been busted a little later.
I guess this soldier insults Phyllia for being a child.
Well, it's not impossible because the other two in Phyllia are me and you, but this soldier doesn't even confirm delivery.
Not what I say, but is this a good thing?
After a while, I'll finish carrying all the crates into the warehouse.
Of course, I carried it too.
"This will be the delivery note. Please confirm and sign this receipt."
The soldier glances when Phyllia gives the documents to the soldier and returns them.
"Um, sign it."
"May! Wait till the person in charge gets here!
I see this soldier doesn't know how this delivery came about.
Think the person responsible for the delivery is a child. This soldier seems to be taking a lighter look at this delivery.