Life with my Little Sister

"Ooh boy. Hey, you got a second?

Afternoon.

Time when the sun is still hot.

As I was playing with my sister in the building blocks in my own room with ice, Gad came.

"Is that it? It's unusual for Gad to come this way, isn't it?

When there is something to do, it is most likely to be picked up in the workshop before and after the blacksmith training.

Of course, there are exceptions, and this is not the case if you want to take action on "technology", like when installing a room hammock or assembling a cooking table that you made last month.

"Whoa. Can I talk to you for a second, please? It's free time, isn't it?

Sure, now, it's free time.

No classes by Abel, no training by Jantine.

That's why I'm playing with My Angel this way.

(It's just that that can be an important time...)

Whatever, it's time for my sweet little Meishister to wave the big hand with me.

For once, it's probably the most, the most important time you shouldn't be wandering.

I guess the old Dwarf knows that too.

I looked at Fee and looked a little awkward.

Even Hao Yi, a stubborn and thorough gad, is no match for a young child.

"Uh...... It's Phyllia. Can I borrow your boy for a minute?

"Meh!

I don't even have a bite.

There's no way your sister would let go of this time.

But I owe a lot to Gad.

Even if I can't give it all back, if I can, I'd like to give it back at all.

"Come on."

Hold up My Angel.

When I held him up and caressed his hair carefully, he smiled mellow, despite being interrupted from building blocks play.

"Hehe... Hehe, I love you! Why, I like it! I like it!

"That's what I'm talking about, Gad."

"Ooh... I knew I was used to treating my sister..."

I moved to the workshop, holding my upbeat meister.

The workshop was operational.

This is basically my practice area, but sometimes Gado uses it personally.

Probably the latter.

"Boy, when it comes to controlling magic, is it a little bit?

"Control? That's not what you can do, but if you're in control of magic, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. You're better at Fee than me, right?

This girl, who is only three years old, has more witchcraft than I do.

There is a ridiculous difference in the amount of magic power, but even if the amount of magic you hold is equal or I slightly exceed it, I'm sure you won't be enemies in a magic battle.

This girl is a real genius.

"No. That must mean general magic manipulation techniques, right? All I need is for a kid to do it."

"I mean, a story about 'root interference'?

Sure, but I'm the only one who can.

I don't really eat my angels to talk about sorcery.

Because I'm not interested.

I think magic for a girl named Phyllia Crane Putt is the same perception in modern Japanese as a car.

It's not the same as having it.

It's absolutely necessary, and I'll make great use of it.

But I usually forget.

Totally a 'convenience tool', so I don't recall it except when I need it -.

For Phee, this is exactly what normal Japanese say because they are good at driving cars, 'Be a racer!' I don't think about it or anything like that, and it seems to be with me that I don't even think about it.

Minegel is reaching out to Gad's beard, out of my arms.

For Dwarf, he's proud of his fine beard, so he won't let it touch him with a goodbye.

Yantine said that in some cases it might be more of a problem than touching a woman's hair on her own, and.

But the master of blacksmiths does not hold back.

Although I look a little troubled and windy.

(Gado's beard is so soft...)

The hair quality of the dwarf, through its firmness, is' rigid '.

Hair, like arms, hips, and legs, is thick.

But Gad's, it's fluffy.

Older Gad's hair is as white as snow, so maybe he wants to touch it extra.

Gad seems to have soft hair.

Especially, unlike beards, I don't seem that obsessed with my hair.

Some Dwarves are rounding their heads because they're in the way of work or because the blacksmith is hot.

Of course, it looks like he still has a beard.

"So. Boy, I need you to see something."

Gad said as MySister gave him a beard.

"To me? From what I've just told you, demon props?

"If it's a magic prop, I'll talk to Master Abel. Nothing."

Gad goes into the back of the workshop and brings a chunk of metal wrapped in cloth.

From the way Gado has it, it looks very important...

"Isn't that spiritual silver?

"How do you know that? This is the metal of the gods, right?

"Abel's class once let me touch you."

"Oh well. If that's the one, I might let you touch it. Shit, even the Dwarves have a lot of famous men who end up without seeing it."

The name "Divine Silver" is also known as Spirit Silver.

Why is it called divine silver? Some theories say it's because it's a metal of the Divine Age, and some say it's because it's the highest metal.

Either way, it's an overwhelming metal compared to orihalcon and adamantite.

It's just that Dr. Abel said,

"... I consider it inappropriate to call it divine silver because spiritual silver does not belong to God"

That is.

Well, if it belongs to you, it's not a Book of Heaven, but it's called a Book of Heaven.

So I imitate Mighty Char, too, and call him Spirit Silver.

But, on the other hand, it is a material that bears the name of "God".

The identity of Spirit Silver is an enormous mass of magic.

The lake on Kishkud Island is fundamentally similar to the whole magic itself.

Besides, it's not just magic.

A mere crystal of magic becomes a demonic stone.

That becomes like metal because the life of the Spirit is mixed in -.

(The first times when the Spirit was full of power. Only in "Season of Life," what was ever produced, was, for sure)

I mean, even in the same Divine Age, it's already lost metal in phantom history.

Its rare value is immeasurable.

Dwarves call it divine silver, and Gad treats it with care.

"In the battle of mythology..."

Gad says.

The Spirit Silver Gear will always come out in the divine showdown.

The ancestors of the Dwarves, ArchDwarves' creation of "Spirit Silver Hammers" and "Spirit Silver Axes" are told off as the Dwarves' greatest treasures, and the unknown producer, "Spirit Silver Spears," is even said to have worn holes in space.

"At first, I believed Grandpa Zeng's sword was made of divine silver."

The blacksmith at the end of his magic history, Geo's sword, was said to cleave light and space.

There is only one sword in the world, the only one Abel possesses.

"I'm not the only one. Believing in Grandpa Zeng's legend, Dwarves think the sword is made of divine silver. But..."

Gad tells Abel that he once showed her that slender long sword.

"I wasn't. Incredibly..."

Gad muttered with a dark look, as if he was in shock.

"Boy. You know my goal, don't you?

"Right. Beyond Celebrity Geo, you'd make the best wave of your life, wouldn't you?

"That's right. I got divine silver for it. I think this is the only way to strike a sword over Grandpa Zeng."

Well, if you're going to make the best weapon, you'd be right to reach for the best material.

Nothing strange, is it?

"Boy, that's why I'm asking you"

"Yeah? What are you doing to me? You know what my arm's all about, my master Gad."

It's been over a year since I started my blacksmith training, but I still can't get a pass from Gad.

Still, it seems my arm is up.

Out of 100, 5 is about 10, though.

Santa Claus of Mukimuki says.

"If the identity of divine silver is a magic mass, I thought if you put your hands on it, you could turn it into more than divine silver."

"Ahhh...!? That's so lame"

The lake water on Holy Lake is certainly magical, but it was established as' water 'because it is that balance.

If you poorly apply your hand, it could become just magic and fog away.

Even spiritual silver, if treated poorly, will surely do so.

When I told him that, the old Dwarf looked at me with a frightened face.

"Boy, you, you don't know you've spoken a hell of a lot right now?

"Huh? I think I just made a cautious argument?

"Um. Divine silver is the best metal in the world. What I make is a weapon, but even if it's a protective device, its performance is immeasurable."

I've heard that.

According to the heirloom, "The Shield of Spirit Silver" is synonymous with immortality.

Other than the same spiritual silver, you can't hurt it.

"That's the boy's argument. It is Ning Luo Shen Yin, but therefore, it will be said that you will not get through. The Unbreakable Shield and the Unbreakable Armor, if Alto Crane Putt's ability, would make sense to say he can disassemble it?

"Ah."

Indeed.

I might be able to restore Spirit Silver to The Magic of Being Raw.

"Gad, can I choose something that I can easily break into material?

"Who but you can easily break divine silver? It's a mythical material, isn't it? The only exception that isn't even mythical is at this time, so meditate your eyes"

With a flash of expression, Gad says.

As a dwarf who worships spiritual silver as divine silver, I guess he wanted it to be 'absolutely invincible'.

But in my case, it's like 'Back Road'.

"That's you, please"

Gad puts down the spiritual silver about the size of a softball.

"I'll leave this to you. Divine silver more than divine silver. I want you to help me create the supreme new metal that wasn't even mythical. Nobody but you can do it. It's work. Not even Master Abel."

".................. Huh!

That's a hell of a favor.

Unexpectedly, I took my breath away.

"I'm not rushing anything. You just have to finish it by the end of my life or yours. Ten or twenty years from now, you'll keep my body."

Gad slapped Pong and me on the shoulder.

The help of celebrities under the heavens.

I was stunned when I was asked to do something uninterrupted.

"Yes! If you're done talking, kiss Phew? Phew, now I want to play blanco!

Yeah.

My Angel doesn't brace.

When I received Spirit Silver, I kissed Fee and then headed to Blanco.