Life with my Little Sister

Arms.

Arms, arms, arms.

There it is, one side of the arm.

It was as if mushrooms swarmed, from the ground, from the walls, and from the ceiling, with creepy arms growing.

Arms, moving.

It feels refreshing, shaky, and inviting.

I mean, these guys are alive.

"Is this... ugh!?"

Even the calmly sedentary Shelleg was stunned by that unusual sight.

"Oh, my God, this is terrible! Phew, this, no!

Even my sister, interested in all sorts of things, is this reaction.

"Abel, what the hell is this?

When I looked up at my mentor, Master Elf explained to me with his eyebrows whispered.

"... This is a biological weapon from the age of demonic guidance"

"Biology - weapons?

"... heart, eukaryotic, and this arm. Mostly a diversion of homunculus technology. The person who gave this to the lizards, or his companion, that someone who is good at alchemy biology. Perhaps you can use the magic history technology as it is or possess its achievements"

Alchemist.

Is there anyone who can handle homunculus?

And that guy said he could make something so creepy...?

"... I explained to Al that some organisms and spirits can regenerate the flesh as long as the nucleus is safe"

It was when Eni crusaded the nucleus and the evil spirits.

"... this is its application - no, abuse. We are forcing the demon stones of this land to core."

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So, you're saying that a giant homunculus is about to be born, using the nucleus of this land?

Will this land itself become a monster, or will this land perish and a monster be born?

Either way, it's not a busy thing.

What does a woman call Azi Dahaka think?

"Then you need an early extermination. The noble one, will you destroy the roots?

Shelleg pulls out the sword.

But Abel shook her head.

"... Root chopping is unsavory. The source of energy is the nucleus of the land. The more you defeat, the more you will decline."

"Holy shit! So if you leave it, a monster will be born, and if you defeat it, you will say that this land will perish! That's disgusting!

The abbreviation and the depths of the military are: 'Whatever way the opponent moves, pushing him into a losing form', but if you did this with the intent of doing it, your head over there seems to be remarkably cut off.

Or maybe it's not and it's simply the result of a bent personality.

"How - are you going to be? The noble one."

"... that one gets closer than constant, trying to take this one in, he reaches out. It's better not to get any closer because the arms will be stretched quite a distance away"

Take it in?

No way, if they grab you, will they eat you by any means?

Is that countless arms stretching out simultaneously?

What a nasty mood.

"But, my lord, Isn't that where we're close to the nucleus?

"...... hmm. So, Al."

Abel looks back with her strength at the palm she grabs.

"… From here on out, your role. Very tough, busy"

"I don't mind that..."

Specifically, what?

I was ready for a tough one, but 'busy' means, what the hell...?

"... I'll push that arm away"

Say something absurd about Salari.

What a surprise, huh? I think it's very hard, can you do that?

No, I guess I can, if Abel can.

"… Al accesses the core once he reaches a predetermined location. The heart still shouldn't be completely stuck. There is rebellion and resistance from demon stones. Push it back and rip the heart off. At the same time, I begin to destroy my arms. Catch the magic scattered in the air and bring it back to the core. I want you to do this work."

"Yikes!?"

That's definitely a high-difficulty task, isn't it?

Even if you just rip your heart off, it must be a lot of work, catching that myriad of arm magic every time and circulating it to the core......

There's no reason to use two or three sorceries at the same time, but with all this number, I'm a little unsure.

Magic exercises that exceed the number of possible manipulations are, in some cases, life-threatening, just as the amount of magic consumed multiplies the brain.

In the end, magic is a specification that cannot transcend one's own genius.

Pathetically cruising, Abel held my hand with both hands.

"... that this trip is inherently unrelated to Al. And yet I put you in danger, and now again, I'm straining you. I'll make sure you do your best to thank me and apologize."

Hmmm......

I didn't know Abel would let me get this far.

On the contrary, I'm sorry.

If you get involved, even Abel should have nothing to do with it in the first place.

Besides, given the sea level rise and the birth of the bucket, there's no way I can cloud that it has nothing to do with anything.

More importantly, I want Abel's wishes and favors to be fulfilled.

Anyway, she owes me nothing.

No, before that, I want to do something for you, because Abel is important.

"Okay. I'll try."

That's why I answered by being strong.

"I'm sorry, boy. It was unclear why the honourable brought you here, but I didn't know you were a magician enough to interfere directly with the nucleus."

The master is good around here.

Well, I'm not trying because of this communal snowman.

For the garden, nothing.

"I'm doing everything I can for Abel."

"- Eh."

Oh, Abel's face is turning bright red. Though faceless.

Okay, but actually, the question is, how do we gag at this' number '?

As the amount of magic depends on Fee, the corresponding number and speed increase.

Ah...... No, if you look out for numbers, maybe you can.

Let's have a broad perspective.

Fortunately, the magic you can consume thanks to your sister is luxury.

If you don't thread the magic without gold, will the choice be extended?

(That's an arm show...)

Let's also call it a show of imagination.

I dropped my eyes on My Angel clinging to me.

"Fee. You're gonna rely on me a lot, okay?

"Ugh, yeah......!

In response to my words, your sister's face shimmers with a paar.

"Phew, phew, I want to go! I want to be followed! I want to do anything for you! Phew, I love it! Daisy!

"All right, all right, Fee's a good kid. Hold me tight, will you?

"Hehe, hehe...! Huh, good luck with that!

My Sister squeaks and hugs me full of strength.

It's also mine - no, I guess it's just for me - that this girl does everything she can.

And my efforts are also the future of this girl. You have to work hard.

"... everything I do with my arms, I do. Shelleg protects these two, even in exchange for their lives."

"Understood!"

When I saw Abel and the snowman, they both nodded.

That's the signal.

Let's begin the extermination process.