Life with my Little Sister

Be cautious.

That is the mission entrusted to me.

I'm here to bring back information, not to fight.

Regardless, there are many occasions when people say, "You can't go home if you fight," so I've never been able to fight.

Proceed gently inside, giving top priority to not being distracted.

Again, it was a series of surprises.

Inside, he had uncomfortable arms.

What the fuck is this? I haven't heard anything.

Did the Demon Stone's defensive function work in this way, or did you put your hands on that heart so that 'it will be that way'?

Either way, if it's a defensive mechanism, it should be pretty nasty.

(That elf is awesome...)

It's amazing when you hold down countless arms, but your judgment is amazing when you don't run to destruction in a short circuit.

Without adequate knowledge and experience, it is an untraceable conclusion.

At the moment, I can assure you that I am more than a magician.

Arrowhead engagement must be avoided.

(But who the hell is that boy?

The elf girl stabbed a rod inside a half-biotized hall.

Probably exercise a fairly massive amount of witchcraft.

If, as I predicted, that elf was a cursemaster, wouldn't it curse the heart and try to remove it?

But that magician, he leaves Rod to the young boy.

When this happens, we should see the collapse of the Huge Golem as not elf-driven, but arrowheaded, that toddler centered.

I can't predict who I am.

Possible possibilities are if they are spirits very similar to humans.

It is not possible to disguise other races as human beings, but in human appearance to visit the Spirit, rejection would call for rebellion, and since in the first place, there is no need to falsify them.

When it comes to it, is it a kind of arrow-stricken spirit?

(Assuming that elf is the Protector of the Sanctuary, maybe we should think that he brought in a kind of tree tree in the beginning forest,)

And, then, at least, the Great Spirit.

In some cases there is even the possibility of the Holy Spirit.

If we don't find out who that toddler is, we'll get in the way of future plans.

Watching in solitude, eventually the interior begins to normalize.

I have no idea what I can do about that, either.

Or maybe we can simply use miracles that turn the clock back.

Sometimes things like going beyond the common sense of witchcraft are just useless to reflect on.

'I can do it because I'm a spirit', because it makes sense, like I said, to be a jerk.

Well, what should I do?

Two choices.

One is to remain hidden and investigate inside the deserted hall before returning to the report.

One thing is to take advantage of the unnoticed and get close to them.

Emotionally, I want to choose the former, but even if I examine it in the hall, it is highly likely that I can only get information to the extent that it 'looks like it's back to normal'.

Biochemistry did not heal naturally, it did not attach anything, nor did it engrave a surgical formula.

It's just that there's only one result left to say that the boy did something.

Then it's important to know that toddler's race first.

And one more thing.

That rod.

A short sceptre, fitted with a treasure jewel that exudes an odd glow.

I want to see that one too.

There is also the possibility of powerful magic props or offerings, but on the contrary there is the possibility of very ordinary wands.

In considering who the boy is and the abilities he exercised, I want to know 'which is', but not '.

Just looking at it from afar is impossible to discern, and it will simply be punished as it is.

then it is necessary for me to enter the hall myself and observe it closely.

I'd like to touch it if I can and shed some magic.

So I can see most of it.

Touching a boy is risky, but a wand would have to.

Touch them just a little while their consciousness is not right.

This is not an attack or obstruction, so the risk of being noticed should be low.

(Go...)

I never went inside.

At that moment, the elf pulled the rod off the ground.

While you're on tour, will you be punished...

That's what I thought, but something's different.

The elf girl moved the toddlers to the wall and poked the rod again.

Moments, demon walls unfold that at a glance can be seen as robust.

What do you mean you're on guard over this period?

At the same time I leaned my neck, the only entrance and exit were blocked by the Snow Fairy Knight.

(No way, this is -!)

I can't think.

Even though there was no "such a bare gesture", would you say that you had noticed this me?

"... warn. Stop being oblivious immediately and show up. Otherwise, we attack."

Like an ice candy, a sweet but cold voice was pointed at me.

Now it would be useless to think why.

I was recognized.

Only that fact must be matched by reality.

Switch your head.

From here on out, it's Time for War.

At the earliest, thinking about not wanting to engage, etc. is foolish in itself.

Then it is decided to do it.

Leading Must Win.

I unleashed the magic of thunder strikes.

Not one place. Four places at the same time.

Elves. Children. Snow elf. And the entrance to and exit from fate.

If you knock it down, that's fine.

Even if you don't, you should be able to do as much as hold back.

In the meantime, ensure exit.

Living and returning is the supreme proposition, so even if we fight, we give top priority to purpose.

I can't even solve the hiding.

I don't know how you noticed this one, but you won't see me directly.

Then the situation of invisibility would still act in its favor.

(Oops...... This...)

I'm afraid so.

All my lightning strikes were prevented.

I flew for the toddler. That didn't come true to destroy the stubborn demon wall.

The snow elves were prevented by the newly created walls behind them.

To the elf, I just waved and even looked like I had canceled it.

My thunderbolts are quite powerful.

With lined walls, we should be able to penetrate them easily and, if hit, carbide them in an instant...

Did the boulders say high elves and spirits?

But if we go after him, we'll talk about it.

Timely, release the first thunderbolt, not even for a breath.

At that moment, it generates a storm of thunder.

The power, scope, and maneuver are different from the earlier ones.

It is originally released against a large group, and even if it is a group of magicians, it has the power to unilaterally slaughter them.

But I don't take it personally that I can defeat it.

What I want is "time."

Good in a few moments.

If the elves and toddler's legs stop, they can destroy the snow sperm and the ice wall.

He jumped by strengthening his physical abilities, pulled out the Demon Sword on his hips, and shook it down to the snow sperm at once.

"Nooo!

"Nah...!?"

Stopped!?

Snow Fairy is not turning his gaze toward me.

And yet, the ice sword is taking my demon sword.

(I don't have time to be surprised!

Slash continuously.

But all of that was prevented.

"An invisible resentment enemy. It's no use. It is not brilliant to even oblivion the sword. But as long as I can't get rid of the kill, I can't get through."

(Fast...... ugh!

My magic is supposed to refuse even signs, but the snow knight says he feels killer and prevents it.

Are you saying it's even a slight leak?

Or, for this knight, is it just another matter of killing?

Snow elf's swinging sword is fast, heavy, and accurate.

Even if you're not seeing it, it's coming at me precisely.

It was incredibly skillful.

I can overwhelm the Swordsman of the Beast Clan with sword moves to the point of becoming a side of the battle.

(That lizard warrior who stood in his opponent's favor of 'this' was an arrowless user...)

This is even if it has the advantage of being invisible.

To this snow elf, the battle of the sword should not be challenged.

I leap backwards.

Snow elf does not try to chase.

They were going to just focus on guarding the entrance and exit and not letting me get away.

It speaks well of the order of things.

I didn't know you wouldn't just be obsessed with 'knocking it down'.

Now I know how hard it is to deal with hand-working.

In sorcery warfare, against the elves.

When you wave your sword, you are inhibited by the snow sperm.

We need to switch our heads further.

(We should focus on killing, not fighting)

I changed my policy from combat to assassination.

I can do that.