Nigotta Hitomi no Lilianne

The day after my 2nd birthday.

I've come this far because I can play with you, the wolf of Salvara, as promised.

Yes, that's it.

Instead of the usual baby room, I went outside once and went a little further into the back room, but I walked a little further from there and arrived.

It's a good distance from the baby room to go outdoors.

It's winter with snow outside now.

Don't forget to wear cold clothes when going outdoors to avoid catching a cold.

There are plenty of magic props in this world, but there's nothing like being able to control the temperature and humidity of a moving space outdoors.

Kuti means that's possible too, but I can't do it because doing it will definitely make a fuss.

Kuti showed me how much snow I was accumulating.

All of a sudden, he sounded strange and couldn't see Kuti descending.

Is it roughly the height of your wife's ankle?

I didn't realize anything but myself and Dr. Sunny seemed to be using witchcraft from the recognition inhibition system.

If there's a hole in the snow all of a sudden, you'd be surprised. It is difficult to erase footprints because of course there are entities even using cover-up magic that hides the figure.

Sorcery like flying or floating in the sky is incredibly high.

All of a sudden, when a hole is drilled, there is no need for alarming noise.

Of course, even if it's outdoors, there's a roof, so the snow may have fallen.

But it's your wife who's here. I can tell instantly that the snow didn't fall.

Kuti's return to use magic without difficulty, which even inhibits the consciousness of such a woman, was a rather horrific condition of partial invisibility, but she was satisfied with herself, so let's just say.

Naturally, if it wasn't for Kuti's magic, it would have been a fuss because the snow mass was floating, but Kuti was there.

It's a stunning cover-up that I don't even let the lady in front of me notice using magic I don't know about again.

[Kuti likes snow?

"Eh? Don't you like anything?

But when you see the snow with no footprints, you don't want to go in there? I'm not going in. I'm going in.

Oh, of course, I love Lily! Hey, Suki! I like it too much………………………………………………………. "

Whether or not you stick it in the snow, Kuti has been stationary in the air, accumulating so much power that he is likely to hear a phonetic sound as he circles his body.

I keep moving away from myself automatically in my grandmother's arms.

[Dr. Sunny............ Kuti will keep away............]

"Hmmm… well, as expected……………"

After a long time away, I love you. And I think I heard something, but soon after that, yeah!? How Kuti seemed to hear the startling scream as well.

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The place is back, a pretty big space for a doghouse.

There are plenty of windows for 4 people whether it is for brightness about the size of a medium-sized gymnasium.

I expected the size from the position of the window, but I checked with Dr. Sunny and it generally fits.

There is a pompous salvarua tumbling in the center of it.

They don't have to worry about the caregivers they've been aligning since before they arrived. They circle their bodies and leave me out of it.

Not one or two caregivers, but enough people to wonder if just one needs this much.

Maybe there's a guide dog instructor or something.

Basically, there is no such thing as their introduction.

Someone who looks like a leader to Grandpa is reporting something.

I guess I slept round waiting for the report to finish for a while, Wolf. You noticed this one.

Because it's a wolf, my nose should work, but it's exactly what I just noticed. Was he asleep after all?

The moment I realized it, the magic flow of those eyes activated, showing the streamlined magic flow that my grandmother had shown me.

Beautiful enough to clearly see despite its considerable distance.

It's not just the eyes.

Partially but not exclusively, it is a considerable beauty of a raised limb, a back that is also beyond the reach of the eyes.

Beautiful eyes that even float in majesty hold onto the fairies.

I turn my neck to track Kuti, who was flying around the vast space, and I wonder if I've been watching him, sending my gaze to Dr. Sunny beside me as well.

I still seem to see it well.

I want to see if I can communicate quickly.

"You made me wait. Let's go."

"Grandpa, would you like to bite? If Lily's soft, beautiful skin bites her..."

"It's all right, because you're wearing a tight slave collar. I've already learned the effect over and over again, so there won't be any problems."

"I see. I'm glad."

It's still early in the morning, so it's not time to go to school. Ellie was asking worryingly, but the moment the word collar of slavery came out, she had a relief look.

The collar of obedience.

I already know it in Dr. Sunny's class.

A long time ago... no, for the kingdom of Auvent, it is a collar created for the escape of slaves and the deterrence of disobedience.

Pain runs just because of certain actions and thoughts.

The degree of pain is adjustable, and the behavior and thoughts that trigger it are adjustable.

But the pinky, well-performing ones were expensive, and many slave collars, like those used against slaves, seemed cheap and barely adjustable.

Slavery does not exist in the current Auvent and is used only when using ferocious beasts.

Salvarua is an endangered species, but it is also a species that is born with a demonic eye or possesses considerably higher magic for its strong demonic eye.

Therefore, according to the solids, there are many people who can handle magic.

A beast that can handle magic.

Sorcery with physical events classified as attack sorcery, even low-level sorcery, can easily kill a person if it is only powerful.

I don't know if you can use witchcraft, that wolf, but if you can't, it's only natural to keep the collar of slavery on.

Beasts with high magic power, even if they cannot use magic, are often born with the characteristic of being able to convert that magic into physical abilities.

In the case of people, the technology of converting magic into physical abilities seems to be an area of talent.

Unlike witchcraft, a gifted talent that is not something you can gain by deepening your knowledge.

The superhuman power of your wife stems from this.

Of course that's not all......

Whatever it is, wearing the collar of slavery and learning its effects shouldn't mean that a smart beast would barge in vain.

Slowly approaching the owner of a pair of beautiful eyes staring at this one.

I'm sitting down, and I'm looking at you like a werewolf without a slight movement.

That stream of eyes is pure curiosity.

Wolf, you are intrigued.

"Lily. Do you want to touch it?

"Aye."

When I have it slowly lowered out of my grandmother's soft arms, I approach you, the midwolf, who everyone watches over.

Kuti, who was flying around, is already waiting over his head.

I'm sure he's in shape to cope with unforeseen circumstances.

Dr. Sunny has nothing to worry about because he floats beside me, too.

If these two suffer from some glitch, the collar of the slave will not activate, and we can do anything about it even if it bites from close range before its fangs arrive.

Therefore, there is nothing to fear.

Slowly approaching, they form magic letters.

Magic characters can be created at a rate no different from daily conversations.

The formation of magic characters moves the magic power output and creates shapes.

Precisely fast. Techniques polished with the mind of creating fast, easy to read and clean to form as a conversation.

In an instant, letters made of magic appear in a space of nothing, and curiously colored eyes reflect it.

[Hi, haven't seen you yesterday. Do you remember that? I'm Lillianne]

I don't know if I understand, but the first thing to do is say hello.

Of course I'm not expecting a response so I'm not going to wait.

I can touch you. I stopped in front of you about two steps. Rather, I'm sitting there. I look up at you a little bit, but there's no problem.

I don't know if it'll work, but it's an up-and-coming operation.

[If you can understand my words, can you put your right forefoot on my hand?

Sometimes my one step is still growing.

Wolf, as far as you can get your hands on it, it's appropriate. [M]

I saw the switched letters, wolf, staring at the little hand your eyes were offered.

Do you still understand?

The species Salvara has a very high intellectual level.

As a result of yesterday's detailed teaching to Dr. Sunny, I came to the conclusion that even you, the wolf, who would still be a young child, might be able to understand the letters.

Of course, the aspect of hopeful observation is also strong.

It's not so strange to say that only hope is packed, but if the letters are understandable and just simple communication of will is possible, then that is… great.

'Cause it's a contract for the ride plan to go on!