Chris came forward with a slightly bent index finger around his mouth, giving off a "I have an idea" vibe.
"... ...Fire Spirit. This is a command and a plea. Just give me your fire and your heat for good.
It was a textbook chant. It was a perfect score, except for the fact that his voice was unusually thick and low. But even as Chris thrusts his hand forward, there's no sign of the fire spirit coming out.
As everyone in the place waited with bated breath, the figure of two fire spirits glancing at us from behind a tree a short distance ahead came into view.
No matter where you look at it from, they are pushing each other's roles with "you go" and "no, you go".
I don't know if there is a janken in the world of spirits or not, but the time it took to settle the matter in such a way, about 5 minutes.
Allie wanted to roll around with her head in her hands. It's no different from Shokunotsuki, and it's completely useless in a real fight.
Eventually, a dead tree around here caught fire properly. It was too feeble a fire.
I can't blame the Fire Spirit for charging at me with a determined determination, but in the magic world of instantaneous power, this result is too much.
Chris's voice trembles as he puts a hand to his mouth.
I was finally convinced. We've apparently built up so much muscle that we've become horrible looking.
I was finally convinced. We've apparently built up so much muscle that we've become horrible looking.
Takkku gave a nice tease. Speaking of the mountain, his field, as you can see, is a faithful gobbler, and even if you don't call him, he will follow you.
I've been wondering about it. It's a great way to get the best out of your life. We're not strong enough - that's true. But the real answer was in the dream we've been seeing all along....!
Maximilian raises an eyebrow. In the event that you are not able to do so, you will be able to do so with the help of a single eye.
Chris looked up, "Try to remember," he said.
The dreams we keep seeing are fluffy and hazy. We don't even know what the threat looks like. We have been shown so many times how weak we are that we have come to think that we should spit out our weakness like sprouts.
That.
Brainy Martin nods. Chris put his bent index finger to his chin to continue his words.
The spirits of nature help the weak. In other words, it's textbook friendly to women and children. However, the spirits were anxiously surrounding me in my dream, as I was a weakling in my dream. I mean, he was on the verge of dying with just one magic summoning.
Yeah.
The upstart Stephen opens his eyes to see if it makes any sense to him. Chris closed his eyes as he gathered his thoughts.
'...I was thinking about it while dreaming. I wondered if this is what the world calls "handsome not guilty". I'm not sure if I'm the only one who's going to be able to do that. Even though you don't have the physical strength to use magic!
''Does that mean that the quantity and quality of magic power is secondary to the spirits, and when the summoner is a man, only beauty is important?
The leader, Jeffrey, let out a fearful voice. Chris thrusts his hand in front of him, "That's right! He exclaimed.
For a man like us who has magic power but is hot and blustery, it's easy to make the spirits feel uncomfortable and disgusted. I mean, you have to be thoroughly condescending in your chanting!
That doesn't make sense to me...
It's a great way to get a better idea of what's going on.