Glory to Earth Magic

The rehab went well inside in the figure production, so I put clay on my desk to get down to business.

For now, whatever the consequences of what I'm going to do, I'm going to keep it a secret.

Because sometimes I've played a good girl before, but my parents are basically a troubled couple who don't doubt me.

So was the excuse for showing the figure, but it makes me believe it.

And my son is a genius. He said he was full of talent.

Because a 5-year-old does something that adults do, he looks like a genius, and because he's an old man with nearly 30 contents, it's natural to be able to do it.

but I have no reason to know what's going on back there. I can't stand the pressure of saying that my conscience hurts or is distressed by the genius call by my parents, so I have to make sure I don't put out any more weird bollocks in front of those two.

For the time being, I shall make sure that in public only the strength commensurate with the year is given.

Full soil magic advancement seems like it's going to come first, but there's no choice.

Well, we need to focus on what's in front of us first than that...

What I'm trying to do now is experiment with how I can move a doll with magic in clay... in other words, produce a simple golem. Speaking of earthly attributes, it would still be the golem that is the measure.

In this world, chanting is necessary when creating a presence from scratch, but it is not necessary when manipulating objects from the beginning.

In other words, the golem can be made without chanting.

In comics and games, golems are often rugged and shielded because of their characteristics.

Master the golem making and you will be a fine shield in this world.

First of all, let's make a golem out of clay.

"Well, I don't know how to do that......"

In this world, research on earthly attributes is not actively carried out and there are extremely few such materials.

There was no such thing in Dad's library.

In the meantime, I'll see if I can make it with magic from the state of the chunks with guidelines for manipulating the soil in the garden.

"Hmmm... nooooooooooooo"

I try to pour all my magic power into the clay, but it moves a little bit, but it's terribly inefficient.

Is it simply because of my lack of magic power or is it the wrong way...

Either way, it's the only thing that depletes my magic if I keep doing it.

Since I don't have much more to pursue than I have little knowledge of earthly magic, I decide to consider the following measures.

The next step is to create a doll with your own hands while working out your magic.

That would make it easier to move the magic across the doll, even though it was a mistake.

I quickly make simple dolls with magic in the clay. It is a truly simple thing that has just been made into a human form for now.

When the doll is finished, I'll try to remember to raise my right hand.

"Oh!"

Then the doll slowly raises its right hand, even though it is not too much.

Apparently, my predictions were met and I raise my voice with joy. Next, I'll try to speak up and give you an order.

It doesn't make any particular sense, but it is simply a boy mind who wants to speak up and command and move like an old robotic cartoon.

"Er... Walk!

When I give the order, the doll slowly puts its right foot forward, but it stops there.

"Hmm? Walk!

I'll give you the order again, but it still won't work. Even though I remember it earlier, it doesn't seem to move.

"Maybe... have you lost your magic?

Because there is no magic power, which is the source of power, I wonder if it will not move and re-create it with magic power again.

And now, when I speak to my voice from the beginning and order him to walk, he stops walking for about five steps.

Apparently, the magic of earlier has only five steps of energy.

Then I tried to make it with more magic power than I had just done, and now I walked about 10 steps.

Apparently, the amount of magic power included determines the amount of exercise.

The golem is maybe terribly fuel-efficient.

For once, there may be a more efficient way to operate energy, but there's nothing I can do about it right now. Because I don't know anything about magic.

That will make me increasingly anxious to enroll in school next year.

"Mm-hmm! It's hard."

The use of quite a bit of magic made me a little uncomfortable, so I get a break and stretch.

I have a feeling that the amount of capacity is increasing slightly because I use magic every day, but because my current vessel is small, there is also a limit to the amount of increase.

... because small vessels don't mean anything negative!

"Well, who am I excusing?"

When you decide to think it's because of fatigue and you're boggling, you notice something floating by your gaze.

At first, I thought it was dust, but it was huge, and I was moving as if I was willing to do something.

The white sphere of light was about 10 cm in size.

"…… Kesselan pasalan?

Kesselan Pasaran is something that has also appeared in a boy's comic strip, and I don't know if it's a monster that brings good luck... the point is I'm not sure what it is.

When I reach for the ball I fear, it approaches the doll whose magic has cut off as it circles around my hand with the gurgle.

"Is this what bothers you?

I don't know if the words would make sense, but I couldn't. When I asked her, the sphere felt like I nodded somewhere.

Actually, it's a sphere, so there's no way that's happening, but somehow I felt that way.

Maybe it's like a spirit or something.

There is a magic god. No wonder the Spirit was there.

And that's where I came up with an idea.

What happens if a willing object enters a doll?

I'm curious and ask the Spirit (tentatively) if he wants to put it into the doll with gestures and words.

The Spirit (tentatively) enters to blend into the doll after showing a slightly contemplative bare gesture.

Then the doll suddenly runs around enjoyably on the moving desk.

"Are you the kid from earlier?

Inside, surprised, I ask the moving doll.

Then the doll nods all the time saying yes. Even though it is a simple doll that does not think about joints or anything when I say snort, it moves around my upper body like a bow.

"What the hell are you like?

In the meantime, ask what you were concerned about because it was easier to communicate your intentions.

The doll often knocks his hand cleverly when he shows a bare gesture of thinking and moves to the edge of the window to give the ground.

"Ground?"

When I ask, the doll shakes its head in full.

"Mm-hmm. Sat? Flowers?"

I'll ask him afterwards, but the doll still shakes his head.

"Ah! The earth?

Then the doll jumps to the point where it just doesn't say it is.

"Maybe...... the Spirit of the earth?

The doll creates a round shape with her arms when she is half sure and asks the question.

Apparently it fit. Or the Spirit of the earth.

Does this also have to do with my innate attributes? Or it is a very friendly spirit.

I can't seem to talk, but is it aggressive for that matter...

Hmm? Oh, well.

Can't a doll with a spirit in it right now talk because it's easy to make and has no mouth?

"No, no, no, no... it wouldn't be such a simple story to a boulder."

With that in mind, I'll gently draw a line on the area that hits my face and make something mouthy.

Then the Spirit looks at this one when he moves the paque and mouth areas to make sure of something.

"Can you hear me?"

The Spirit speaks with a neutral voice that makes no distinction between man and woman.

It was such a simple story!

"I can hear you. You're the Spirit of the earth, aren't you?

"That's right! I don't know about carrots, but I could talk about them if I wanted to! Thanks!"

When I say that, the Spirit comes close to Tetotet and holds him in my hand.

What? This is adorable.

Somehow, there is a small animal cuteness. Does it feel like a dwarf in size?

"That's good. By the way, why are you here?

"Er…… it's just a little shabby. I've been having a hard time making it, so I've been having a hard time."

Safe magic is probably because I'm an earthly attribute.

It was an unexpected result of the golem making, but it's cute, so let's say it's good.

Cute is just.

"Damn, that's what I call a doll. Because I made it with magic. Maybe it's compatible with you, the Spirit of the earth. Yeah, well, my name is Aruba. What's your name?

"Alba! That's good! In our words," I am "!! I can't help it. I'm full of them, and I'm all of them."

I'm not sure what you're saying, but I just know that you don't have a name.

It's good to call you Mr. Spirit, but that doesn't taste good...

"Well, if you want, can I name it?

The Spirit answers my words happily, good.

I often say names that come to mind.

"Aldi... what do you think? This also means the earth."

"Aldi! That's good! I came with Aruba!

Aldi suddenly shines briskly as he bounces happily on Piong Piong.

"Whoa, maze."

I close my eyes to the glare for a moment and open it again.

"What the hell was that? That one is……………"

"This is a testament to the contract."

Aldi answers my questions. I feel like I have a better tone than I did earlier without a heart.

"We, the Spirit, have no name, but by naming and acknowledging it, we connect our existence with our magic, and we have a contract. In doing so, the contractor's knowledge flows in and his intelligence improves. That's why I've been able to speak fluently with your knowledge."

The atmosphere had changed too much earlier and I don't know what it really felt like, but apparently I made a pact with the Spirit unconsciously.

"Earlier, I accepted the name Aldi from Alba. Therefore, I am your squire."

"Hey, wait a minute! Nothing. That's not what I meant to name it! I simply wanted to be friends."

"Friends.........? Please wait…… I see you are also in Alba's knowledge. We can forgive each other. We can talk easily. But now that I'm a squire, it's easy to talk……………"

"He said I shouldn't talk like that because I'm gonna cuddle my shoulders! You prefer the innocent way we talked earlier. I am! Yeah!"

"However…….."

Aldi says in a troubled tone to my words.

I recall the perfect magic word when it unfolds.

"Okay. Bye, orders! When you were with me, you were at Aldi's earlier! No salutations or admiration!

Often, I say words to my slaves in a novel or something like that to Aldi.

"Huh? If that's what Alba says..."

Aldi often tries to be troublesome, but eventually he hugs me like he wants to.

"Okay, Alba! Nice to meet you!... To tell you the truth, I did increase my intelligence, but it didn't change my original personality, so I had a hard time respecting you."

"Me and Aldi are equal friends. Do you want to say hello?

I shake hands with Aldi. Even so, Aldi's current body is a clay body and her hands are like cat-type robots, so I shake them...

That's how I made my first friend this day after I was reborn.