Life with my Little Sister

Enineve.

He is the granddaughter of the general chief and great-grandson of the Spirit King...... Apparently.

Talk about snow elves, but they only look like human girls on the outside.

Of course there are parts that are different from normal people. That's skin color.

White - of.

Snow white, not white white.

Literally, I have bright white skin.

What surprised me was that Lerada told me that the grandson and grandfather were very similar.

In the case of snow and ice sperm, the similarity determination seems to emphasize not only the simple appearance, but also, for example, the fact that it is snowy or has a magic content or waveform pattern.

So the human type Enineve and the crystal old man's general chief, in their perception, look just like him.

It's hard for me, a human being, to feel.

The granddaughter is already standing on her own feet, walking and not feeling well that she was dying until a very few minutes ago.

Should the cores be repaired, the cold air energy poured into them alone satisfy the five bodies, and the vitality that allows them to live their daily lives be glorified as boulder spirits?

"I would like to give something back to you, Alto, the benefactor of my grandfather's life."

He squeezes my hand cuddly and looks up to me.

Needless to say, her hands are so cold.

She stares at this one with serious eyes.

Apparently, he identified me as a benefactor of his life.

I thought you wanted your sister to thank you.

"I must thank you for something, too."

The chief comes closer to me while he's so good.

He said "something," but from the look on his face, it seems he has decided what he will do.

You don't have to thank me very much, but I'm interested in what you're going to give me.

"We spirits had the power to give shelter to other species. For example, if you are the Spirit of the Wind, you can give the Spirit the attributes it possesses, as you would call it the protection of the Wind."

The kind of protection is only the attribute of its Spirit, and it seems that the Spirit of the Wind, for example, cannot grant the protection of fire.

A human being who has gained protection will begin to exhibit unparalleled strength over his attributes.

If the wind is protected, a powerful resistance to the magic of the wind attribute.

In addition, they can expect to improve their power and accuracy when they exercise the magic of the wind.

If you can't use wind magic, will you be able to use wind magic?

It also seems that the effect of the protection is determined by the 'grid' of the Spirit giving the protection.

This old man is a child of the Spirit King and in the garden he is a general chief who can control snow and ice, so he should be quite strong.

"With our" protection of ice and snow, "we can not only strengthen our magic, but also gain resistance to natural phenomena. It won't freeze in the snowstorm, its vision is clear, it won't get caught in an avalanche"

Oh, that's awesome.

You wouldn't have the chance to go out to a snowy area, but it's a good thing you're safer.

Maybe I can have this.

The arrowhead I thought so, the old man clouds his face.

No, should I say it's blue?

"No way......! Oh no...!

The General Chieftain who touched my hand sees a lovely, lovely mentor.

"Also, I'm sorry......!

Suddenly, I knelt down to Abel.

I don't know what that means.

"I didn't know you had already been granted protection, and I did something stupid."

"-"

That's my first ear.

Could it be that I'm getting protection from Abel?

"There is only one protection that one human being can get. I don't have a problem overriding understated protections, but I'm never allowed to be disrespectful, such as when the understated tries to get their hands on the understated protections! My lord, I am sorry!

When I'm pompous, Enineve pulls on my sleeve and explains it.

"Granting protection means becoming the protector of that human being. There was a distinction between strength and weakness in the protection, especially in the case of strong protection, which becomes synonymous with the person who was given it declaring it to be the property of its Spirit. So it would be treated as a great disrespect for another Spirit to put his hand on the holder of the protection because it would be a violation of his rights and he would have put his hand on the possession"

The way you say it, the protection you're giving me is' strong ', right?

"Uh, Enineve... Dear Sir?

"Eni, please call me, Master Alto"

"Dear Eni,"

"Eni, it's"

"... eni"

"Yes! Why should I?

Ah...... A sparkling smile.

I'm so glad you called me by my nickname.

"Is there a disadvantage to being protected?

"No. The giver will not be disadvantaged. The giving side creates burdens according to the number and strength of people given, but its contents are also varied. Consuming magic, or causing a decline in vitality itself. Therefore, there should be little use of strong protection..."

When I saw it, the magic teacher turned his face away in extremely natural motion.

I'll have to listen to this later.

"Um... actually..."

Enineve - No, Eni's coming to hold my hand.

Does this girl like skinship?

"I was also thinking about getting some protection from Master Alto. But your grandfather has moved on, and more importantly, Abel has already chosen you as his guardian."

No, I don't know how to protect Abel. I just found out.

Well, but there's something important to me right now.

That's...

…………

I'm talking about my sister grabbing my clothes and looking up to me.

Because I'm talking to someone else, this girl is waiting for me with proper patience.

If it's a rage project, I speak up, but if it's not, it wants to be sweet but it keeps me out of the way of conversation.

This is the result of learning that sometimes I can't make things right for you by studying and practicing.

Even if it's a normal conversation, not a study, it bears for me. It's foolish to be healthy.

So I decided to spoil it now.

"Phee, come on!

I'll spread my hands and tell you the "wait" time is up.

"Oh! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Catch your sister jumping in crying, disappointed.

And I'll kiss your cheeks.

"Well put up with that, great, huh?

"Phew, phew, I missed you. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"All right, all right. You're my pride."

Hmm? The time my sister put up with? About four minutes, anything?

When I was so adorable to MySister, I was thankful to talk about her protection.

Now it's time for Abel and I to go outside to leave.

"If we can, we'd like to accompany you..."

Manager Lerada bowed his head in regret.

She doesn't come to the ice hole and do it because unforeseen things happen in the garden are difficult. It will be the work of the knights of the garden.

The Shellegs moved a foot faster because there was some distance to the ice hole.

We travel by air bike to the crime scene.

So thinking of the time difference, while they went to the chef, they went ahead.

"I too, Master Alto... No, I would like to accompany you and help you at all..."

"... I can't because I don't have space"

I don't have a place to ride an air bike to take care of Eni. Master Abel grinds it in one word.

My master whispers that there is a place to stop before going to the ice hole.

I still don't know why I'm going to do it with the ice hole, so I don't get pinned when they say stop by.

I suppose we should go straight, given the situation in the garden, but I don't even think Abel will make a wasted stopover, so we should follow that decision.

"Me!"

On the other hand, a young body of snow elves that remains on my shoulders appeals to my existence.

I wonder what it is? Are you going to follow me?

If I don't fix you with magic, I think they'll just leave you the moment the bike runs out, but do I have to support you?

Eni drops me off and leaves the garden.

The bike is parked a short time before the entrance to the garden, so it's on foot.

In the meantime, I had to ask the driver something.

"Abel, it's about my protection."

"...... hmm. I apologize for taking the liberty. But Al has no harm whatsoever, so I want you to forgive me."

"I don't think Abel would do anything terrible to me, so I wouldn't forgive him or not, but if Abel was burdened with that, I'd be in so much trouble"

Perfect, and Mr. Elf's leg stops.

And for some reason, he missed his face.

Is it lit up because my ears are red? Why not?

"… in my case, there is no burden on the protection. I'm just going to need '-'"

My voice is too bad to hear.

Or maybe I just didn't say the key part.

"Eh...... So you're saying that Abel doesn't have any disadvantages or penalties?

"...... hmm. There's no problem."

"Then... it's good. Finally, I ask you, is protection for me 'strong'?

Dear Elf, who shakes his head when he sifts.

Long, beautiful ears are loose together. I want to touch it.

(Isn't it 'strong' protection? Then you were the 'weak' way)

Just a little bit of Abel's beautiful voice arrived in my ear thinking so.

A voice so quiet that it seemed to disappear did say something like this.

"... the strongest".