"Thank you"
Me, my parents, and the villagers who attended the baptismal ceremony just like us, leave the church behind as they thanked the priest and Sister.
Soon after the baptismal ceremony, children who were newly able to use magic began to use magic.
Naturally, there was only a sense of interest there, and each parent was pissed off or something.
But I tried to activate the magic of life myself while watching it.
I've figured it out as a result.
That means that life magic is all about uniqueness.
For example, all the light that comes out by chanting [lighting] has the same brightness and magnitude, and the effect time remains the same.
[Ignition] and [Water] are all equal in magnitude when they activate magic.
Apparently this was the same compared to an adult who had just learned the magic of life and had been using it for a long time.
I myself didn't see any change in how much magic I had worked out to make it more effective.
What this means is that we can't arrange for life magic called [ignition] to be extremely flamethrower-like magic or something.
I honestly don't feel a little disappointed.
Because I've never been able to magically put out things like fire and water before, and I thought maybe if I got life magic, I might solve that problem as well.
You can tell me my pale hopes have been crushed.
Well, I'm sorry to hear that, but I can't help it.
Let's forget about the idea of improving the magic of life.
Because there was another harvest at this christening ceremony.
The magic formations used by Father Paul.
Perhaps it was the magic formation that drove me home to see the magical abyss of this world.
"No, I have no idea."
It was good to remember perfectly the magic formations used by Father Paul using the original magic of [memory retention].
But I can't decipher the magic formations where the symbols I'm not sure have been written narrowly.
Or if you think about it, I don't know the letters of this world properly.
Until now, it has been repeated that eating rice comes first and doing magical research to achieve its purpose.
The only thing I could write decently was the letter Ars, my name.
I'm not even sure if the symbols engraved in the magic formation are the characters that are still in use today.
What is wrong with it?
It was when I was thinking about it in a house in the woods that I built as a safe house.
Piki, piki, piki.
I can hear that.
At first I didn't know what it sounded like.
But I hear noises coming from around my hips.
That's what I realized. I turned my body around and looked at my waist.
"Oh, are you finally born"
Inside the net with the eggs of the servant beast that were wrapped around his waist.
That was the source of the mysterious sound.
There was a crack in the shell of the egg when it sounded pimply.
This is nothing I've stepped on or anything.
A crack spread on the egg to apply force from the inside out, and the pollen and pieces of the shell fell to the floor.
In a hurry, remove the eggs from the net and place them on the middle floor of the room.
By this time the eggs have grown to swell more than double their original size.
Does it feel like it's a little smaller than softball?
What kind of servant beast will be born?
Keep watching as the egg shell cracks excitedly.
"... that's a long time. Why don't you help me break it?
The servant beast inside seemed to have more difficulty cracking the eggs than he thought.
It's hard to come out, so I get anxious that I'm really going to be okay.
But that worry also seemed worrisome.
After a long wait, the servant beast finally broke his shell on his own and showed himself from it.
A four-legged animal with white hair all over its body.
Small but splendid horns grow on my head.
There were two corners.
That's not straight, it's bent with Kunechne at an angle close to a right angle about twice.
A small creature with horns like reindeer growing and mockingbirds and soft looking white hair covering his entire body.
That was the figure of a servant beast born of my magic.