Life with my Little Sister

We'll wait on the spot first.

Only Abel approaches the arms that flock.

Moments, countless arms stretch out.

(Speed...... ugh!

I didn't think so, I flaunted myself.

But did Abel expect this speed, or doesn't it make it a problem? He also waved his left hand, not looking like he had moved.

At that moment, countless arms made of Abel's magic appeared, holding down all the arms of those who were stretching out.

I didn't know you could easily use hundreds of spells. Boulder, it's our teacher.

When he was impressed, Abel looked back and shouted.

"... Behind you!

At the same time as that word, one arm grows out.

Fine and weak, even compared to what Abel is holding back.

I guess that's why I'm late to notice.

But speed is pretty good.

"Mmm!

Faster than I was, Shelleg was rolling out the Ice Devil's Wall. Fast response speed.

But the face of the lead knight, who was supposed to have prevented the progression, distorts in agony.

"No, uhh... This...!

It's being pushed.

A demon wall of snow elves was clearly being pushed in.

Um, do you have that much power in your fine, poor arms?

Should we join forces?

As he patrolled, Abel's 'arm' held him in there, too.

"... Phew"

The snowman exhales loudly.

It seemed to drain heavily, even though it was only for a moment.

Even though I didn't change one of my complexions using cold air magic while meeting with Lagach.

Was that all the power in that arm?

"The source of that 'arm' is the magic stone that makes up this continent. One bottle and its output is hard to exhaust on the brush tongue. No, you're here."

In a dandy voice, the snowman looked back.

There are already peristaltic arms pressed down by Abel.

The rare magician, who sealed countless arms, came here with a cool face and stroked my cheek.

"... Are you hurt?

"Oh, yeah. Shelleg protected me."

To my words, the snowman flaunted his shoulder.

If it stayed that way, maybe he wasn't sure he could protect us.

Or did you smile bitterly when you saw the difference between Abel and yourself?

"... growing faster than expected. Better hurry."

The elf teacher grabbed my hand and walked out.

"This is... ugh!

Sherreg is stunned again.

Beyond it, which was reached by powerlessness of countless arms, was a huge hall.

But is it a good thing you call this place inside an ice cave?

The dodgy and pulsating walls are still like the guts of creatures, hidden from view to the likes of blood vessels.

At least this interior, half already seemed to have been established as a creature.

"...... output so far...... If so, it was the heart of a pseudo-fantastic species that was used...... Do something stupid..."

Abel looks uncommon and uncomfortable.

I've asked her herself one day, but she said that fantasy species are basically something she shouldn't bring to 'this side'.

Perhaps it is the homunculus of the pseudo, but does Azi Dahaka or his companion also lead to the phantom species?

At the end of his history, he is said to have been hissing with dangerous materials.

For example, in my last life, in the world of Earth, there was something unsavory about nuclear weapons, reactors, when they ran wild, but that doesn't change my history of magic guidance.

Convenience and danger seem to be the backbone of the technology that has been developed, in every world.

This is one of them.

Apparently, the developed Homunculus technique was also trying to reach beyond the boundaries of artificial life to regenerate fantastic species.

One of those jokes that made me wind up with my demon guidance history.

"Even if the Seal King didn't destroy us, sooner or later, that world was over. One magic trick will blow the city away."

That's not much of a joke.

Well, maybe things around here are an eternal dilemma because there's no way I can cloud you to stop developing and go back to your primitive times.

"... With the biotization going on so far, Al's burden may be greater than expected"

"I'll do it right."

It won't be anything you can come this far and turn back.

Fee will do the magic, so I can concentrate on the skill side.

In the center of the hall, he stabbed a rod.

They say I put my hands on this place and access it deep.

"... Shelleg, when Al starts interfering, resistance will probably come. I want you to focus on the defense of these children, not the elimination of the enemy."

"I understand. The noble one. Your treasure, in the name of the knight, will be protected by this Shelleg."

"...... hmm. Please."

Abel looks at me.

So, shall we start?

It pulled consciousness away from the outside world and concentrated it on the magic flow.

I usually pass magic on Fee, Abel, and the Devil's Sword in production, so I know if the subject is biological or non-biological, but this shouldn't happen.

Most of the critics really apply. Some have a reaction to life, some don't. In short, I don't feel good.

However, there was no noise like evil sperm, it was easy to follow the flow.

And 'the guy' was there.

(Wow... ugh)

I almost voiced it unexpectedly.

About Bill was a giant demon stone, there, with a stuck heart.

It's creepy and stuck to the core, as if it melted and glued.

He saw me.

I felt a clear glance, even though it wasn't my actual vision.

This has been the feeling since the Female consciousness in the fetus was directed.

I didn't feel any discomfort then, but 'this guy' is different. Clear hostility is against me.

(Sounds more like a heart shaped creature than some kind of heart...)

The moment I recognized that, there began to be noise from the outside world.

I hear the resistance has begun.

No, that's a little different from resistance.

This is elimination. He clearly identified me as his enemy and started attacking him.

When I opened one eye, countless arms were sticking out towards this one.

Abel is holding it down for me.

"Fee, you're holding on to me, okay?

"Yeah! Phew, I'm stuck in! Phew, I'm in!

Your sister seems to be purely happy to be stuck with me, but what matters to me is positioning.

If you hold My Angel softly in my front, in case you get attacked, it's supposed to hit me, and this girl won't have to get hurt.

Leave the "outside" thing to everyone and focus on the "inside".

This' heart 'is closer to evil sperm as a way of being than a normal organism.

Something meaty, not meat. A fake meat made of magic. I got that impression.

If it's made of magic, I can interfere.

I tried to peel off the thin parts of some of them that were adhesive to try.

Mm-hmm.

That's all, don't use a lot of magic.

If it weren't for Fee, he could have just collapsed.

He raised a voice that was silent.

Are you surprised or does it hurt?

I thought it was a good feeling, too, for a while.

The whole hall swayed and the access was unraveled.

"I didn't know the inside of the cave wobbled! How much is being biologized! You don't get the earliest respite!

Hard to concentrate when rocked hard by boulders.

Abel - remains calm and continues to hold on to his growing arms.

I admire it as a boulder, but I can't let it burden me forever. Focus on the inside again.

"Become...!

I've spoken up.

It's healing.

The part I pulled off was already healed.

That, too, is stronger and firmer rooted.

(Well, 'this guy' can use enough magic to form a continent for himself. Restoration or enhancement is free...!

Abel from 'Outside'. And 'inside' me and Phee.

We have to deal with magic compared to the continent.

It would be impossible, no matter how much magic Phee has, to resist with quantity.

Well......