Life with my Little Sister

My name is Chef.

of the Garden of Ice and Snow, is the chief chief.

He is one of the Great Ice Elves and one who strikes a compromise with the other Spirit Chiefs.

The Spirit Clan takes care of the 'character' extremely.

Because status is power.

We spiritual tribes, like the human race, do not often differ greatly in our abilities and positions.

A human being is a strange species who can only say that his ancestors had great men, and make them prestigious without any power whatsoever.

He is a strange species who will never be questioned for his power.

In contrast, the Spirit, the High One, possesses immense magic.

Of course, not necessarily equipped with intelligence or political abilities, but it is true that the spirits of higher rank always have some kind of strength.

The most noble being is the Divine Spirit. Also known as Spirit God.

This is the God of the Spirit, or the Spirit, but who came to the throne of God.

Second only to that is the Holy Spirit.

Divine spirits, children, or spirits close to them, some of which are said to be comparable to and outweigh divine spirits.

The most famous would be the Great Holy Spirit, the split of the divine Spirit of the forest, whose existence, made from her, would be the Holy Spirits in the form of an elf and obtained the body of flesh, called the 'Elf of the Beginning'.

The Divine Spirit and the Holy Spirit are too different in character as the 'Way of Being' to be of any help.

Therefore, the most realistic and honorable being will be the Spirit King.

It is the pinnacle of the Spirits, where the powerful in the Great Spirit can take office.

Except there are more than one king.

As I do the chief of the Garden, the Spirit King of Fire, the Spirit King of Wind, etc. exist as monarchs in the people.

Its power will be out of the group, and for other races, it will only be a living disaster.

Especially since we spirits have good restraint, we don't brag about our power like humans do.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, so some spirits annoyed me.

Famous would be Shaga, the Spirit King of Fire, seven generations ago.

She wielded herself to her own power, with many calamities, which stood out among the kings of the historical Spirit.

And he did not hear the suppression of any other Spirit King, nor did he extend his tentacles to the forest, called the sanctuary.

There he challenged a certain elf to battle and defeated him unilaterally.

Neither did the Spirit King of Fire know that his own opponent, who sold a fight, was the arch elf who destroyed Dragon King Gonunray and Demon King Gringham alone.

The Spirit Kings went out to apologize in general and obtained forgiveness.

And fortunately, that beginning elf became intimate with the spirits ever since.

Especially the two who deepened their friendship were Nyu, the Spirit King of the Tree, and Fendu, the Spirit King of the Ice, but still say she never called me 'friend'.

I guess that's how heavy it's worth to be called a 'friend' by her.

But the two Spirit kings gave the arch elf privileges that no other Spirit king had.

It was a saying that you could rely on yourself for a difficult fold.

Time flies, and my birth parent, the contemporary Spirit King, learned of the state of the garden in my appeal and asked for rescue to the arch elf in the matter.

And she came.

Takazu Abel.

Even the spirits' records have only a vague inheritance, the beginning elf.

"... I'll tell you the first time. All I can do is destroy something. Break something. Kill something, ruin something. That's the only kind of consultation I can get. So heal something. Save something. Help something. I want you to understand that meeting those expectations is basically impossible."

The noble one who appeared, unexpectedly, uttered narrowly ranged words.

But still, when I explained the situation in the garden, she left behind, after a little thought, saying that she would bring in an aide, and walked away once.

And when there was a second visit, humans - it also had toddlers.

I couldn't believe it, and I didn't know why, but that wasn't the kind of mental situation that I could care about.

For my granddaughter, who is dear and loved above all else in this world, was in danger of life.

Enineve.

My beloved grandson was dying.

Release of unexplained hotline.

It sheltered a snow elf larvae approaching a feeding ground that inadvertently turned into a hotline, causing damage to the nucleus.

The immediate extinction was spared thanks to the accompanying servant, Rakie, who brought him to this mansion as soon as possible, but at a glance I knew it would not help.

I have seen the death of many of my compatriots. Before assuming the status of chief, I used to be a knight in the garden. So I understood something called the shadow of death.

(Oh - I can't help)

Above all else, that's all that's clear.

My granddaughter said to me when she crushed her liver.

"Um, this is, uh, Buji, right?".

Faster than complaining of pain, he cared about the cheap snow elves he sheltered.

I care more about others than I do about myself.

How sweet is this girl?

I almost burst into tears.

I was convinced that I was succeeding my parents in their good hearts.

Eni's parents died adhering to the responsibilities attached to his status.

He went out to fight to protect the garden from the vicious ice beast and never came back.

The shape is different, the essence of the parents and this daughter is the same.

Help other than yourself, and die.

Helping someone is good.

But it was unforgivable to me that this daughter would be lost.

This daughter, this daughter's parents.

Isn't it too unreasonable for the reward of saving others to lose their lives!

That's why I did everything I could to extend this girl's life.

I won't let anyone tell me that's a waste.

This girl has to be happy.

My parents' share, my share.

You must have that right.

I can't forgive you for living only five years.

So I transferred my natural vitality.

But what I call an act that inhibits death was tougher than I imagined.

The magic and strength of my own possession diminished, and as it was, it was certain that I would pass away before Eni.

If I die, this girl won't help either.

Even though I knew it, there was nothing else I could do.

- That's when Takazu visited the garden again.

I can't pick you up.

If you stop transferring life, keep your granddaughter's life. I don't even think about it, like leaving.

Even though I knew it was disrespectful, I gave priority to my grandson's life.

Eventually, Takazu will visit this mansion.

There was no bare gesture that she would be angry at me for my trespassing.

Is it generous, or maybe you simply have no interest in being called 'me'?

But I can't care less about that either.

My dear granddaughter said she wanted ice.

Since the injury, Eni hasn't said a word about wanting to eat anything.

Is it a matter of feelings, or is my grandson's body trying to make me recover at all?

It was good for both. I wanted to make my grandson's wish come true anyway.

I rush to the treasure trove and look for what I want.

It's the Great Ice Formation of the Holy Lakes.

One of our proud treasures, a cold treasure ball that you want not only ice and snow sperm, but also around the water sperm to the point where your hand comes out of your throat.

There are many precious things here, but they are properly enchanted with anti-theft magic. I had a little trouble disarming it.

If eating this reduces the burden at all.

- Or you can just make the pain softer.

A miracle was happening as he jumped into his grandson's waiting room with pale expectations.

"Ko, this is...! What the hell is going on... ugh!

The body of his granddaughter, who was prepared not to help him at the earliest, was regenerating.

I was in danger and almost took off my precious treasure balls.

"Eni...... ugh!

"Grandpa......!

I rushed over and was even more surprised to hold my hand.

The feeling is neither deceptive nor anything.

As a solid being, my granddaughter's body was reproduced.

This can't happen unless the nucleus is repaired, but it shouldn't be anywhere, such as by means of healing the nucleus.

Even my parents, the Spirit King, would be impossible.

Both Lakier and Leada have a startling look on their faces.

"Oh, oh, Eni......! Eni...... ugh!

When I noticed, tears were flooding out of my eyes.

Enineve is crying too. But it was a tear of happiness. It was Shizuku brought about by a smile.

"Is this - is this a miracle brought to you by Takazu!?"

"... I have done nothing. I helped, Al."

The noble arch elf stroked the young boy's head without expression.

The look was somewhere proud.

"You...? Did you have a granddaughter?

"No, it was our sister who realized the possibility of being able to help. This daughter also gave me the magic to regenerate. Say thank you to this girl, not me."

The boy's words, called Al, were neither humble nor illuminated, but seemed sincere.

The boy in front of him boasts from the bottom of his heart that the accomplisher of this miracle is a silver-haired girl.

Either is good, either.

I just can't thank you enough.

It brought me this extraordinary miracle, rarely once in a while.

No matter, you can't possibly think of me.

This young brother and sister will save the garden after this, perform further miracles, etc.