Together they were to give a flashy look to Rig, who had responded vibrantly to Siegel's query.
If the Spirit, which should have only been about the size of a palm until last night, suddenly shows up as an adult woman, it will naturally be.
Among other things, the most upsetting was not Filomena or Marina, but Michaela, which best represented the unlikely status quo.
"Sigel, what's wrong?
Sigel couldn't immediately answer the rig asking him that as he tilted his neck small, keeping his mouth puckered.
Most of all, Siegel was not to blame for not being able to utter the words in the same way as the others.
It was at the next moment that a helpboat appeared in such a situation.
"Rig, don't bother Master Siegel."
Another woman with a slightly troubled look suddenly appeared and told Rig that.
"Uh. But I could talk to you around the corner."
"I know how you feel, but think about the situation"
Now the woman, who looked like scolding a child - to the rug, the rig swelled her puckering cheeks.
While Rug and Rig were in conversation with Wye, the Sigels were finally regaining their composure, too.
Suspected of bringing in a woman from Sigel (?), etc. have been blown away for a long time.
"Uh, I'm sorry about the thriving, but could you explain to me how that happened and the situation?
Rag stopped Rig from trying to speak with joy and courage to Sigel, who asked so on behalf of the same.
"Let the rig calm down a bit. This time, I'll explain."
"Uh, sloppy"
That was the rig that raised the protest, but Rag ignored it nicely and started talking to Sigel.
"It's no big deal when it comes to explaining. In the course of yesterday, I was able to become a superior spirit, so I was able to increase my power and change my appearance."
If we think about Merriage and Dine, we know that it is unnatural in itself to think that the Spirit will always remain small.
However, as a Siegel, I didn't think it would change at this time.
No, if you've become a senior spirit, no wonder you can do that much.
I just couldn't keep up with the sorting out of my feelings because I was supposed to suddenly see him grow up without even touching it.
"And now we can talk?
"Exactly. This is because we were able to meet with the Great Spirit."
"Huh? What do you mean?
"We also need to be beside the spoken Spirit of the Word so that the Son of Man learns the Word from his parents. No matter how powerful you are, you can't talk without going to those spirits."
"Heh, yeah."
Sigel was mildly convinced by the description of the rug that it was something like that.
However, what was not so easy was Michaela, who was listening in the same way.
"And I didn't know..."
I watched the rig after Philomena pounded Michaela's shoulder, whining in a squeaky manner.
"I found out it was our misunderstanding for now, but why was Rigg in Siegel's bed?
Hearing that word of Philomena, Sigel thought he was angry inside.
For once he appeared to be pretending to be calm on the surface, but he looked like Sigel, as the area around the temples was tingling.
To Philomena like that, Rig replied with a blatant look.
"Uh, 'cause Sigel seemed happier..."
So once the words were separated, the rig somehow alternated between Philomena and Marina's face before smiling niggly.
"Besides, I just thought I'd give you a replacement for the two of you who can't boil it off forever, right?
"Hey...!
To the bomb dropped by the rig, Filomena looked at Sigel with her face bright red, and Marina was gently off her gaze after covering her mouth with her right hand.
Seeing that attitude, Siegel also knew that we both understood exactly what Rig was trying to say.
By the way, Michaela was looking around at everyone's faces as they looked interesting.
Siegel sighed and told the rig, deciding he couldn't keep giving him the lead on the story.
"Rig, I'm glad you feel, but you don't have to do that"
"Uh, but..."
But it's not.
When Sigel looked just a little harsh and pressed to be so, Rig nodded reluctantly and other faces found out.
Sigel gets a horrible look when he sees it, but he never noticed that Filomena and Marina were whining very little about "I'm glad" at about the same time.
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The early morning commotion passed and I managed to (?) At the foot of Sigel, who finished his breakfast, was a medium-sized dog with white fur.
It wasn't just the rugs and rigs that got bigger, it was the same with Shiro.
Unfortunately, Shiro has not been able to speak the language, but that appearance, which he has always refrained from beside Sigel, gives him such an atmosphere as a loyal dog.
Most importantly, for Sigel, Shilo had that attitude from the beginning, so there was nothing uncomfortable about it.
Michaela, sitting in a chair opposite her, sighed loudly as she watched how Shilo was doing.
"I can't believe how many times I've seen it."
"Enough is enough. Get used to it. Sigel's insane now, isn't he?
To Philomena, who said so, was Sigel, who tried to raise his voice of protest by accident, but it put up with a good deal of patience.
I just saw the marina snort cockles in my sight, so I realized that even if I argued here, I wouldn't be enemies three to one.
Now, sometimes the spirits might add up, but I felt like I was extra oiled into the fire.
Philomena said nothing more to Michaela, who is whining though it is, and now looked at Sigel and said:
"Whatever that is, you're making it extra hard to look good in the future.... No, rather, is it easier to show?
Just a dog by the looks of it (or a wolf?) The same goes for Shiro, who just looks like it, but the rugs and rigs just look like it just feels like some kind of subhuman.
Some people will lean their necks if asked if they are human, but it shouldn't be a bad idea to spot them as spirits at first sight.
That was Michaela pushing her heartbeat.
However, Shiro seems to be able to see the rugs and rigs grow on the condition that Sigel continues to supply the power.
Even when the two of them were showing up earlier, Sigel didn't always make a difference, so it's no big deal when it comes to the supply of power -.
And, yes, if Sigel insists, Michaela has turned her white eyes.
Normally, it was Mikaela's claim that it could not be done to that extent.
After such an exchange, it leads to an earlier dialogue.
Sigel nodded toward Philomena as she slid her body away and moffed Siro's body, claiming to stroke it.
"I'm pretty sure it's a lot easier for me not to hide myself weirdly"
"Right. And the power you can use is growing, right?
That's what I heard as Marina turned her gaze to the lag.
It was clear that it was due to earlier exchanges that we were going to turn to the lag rather than the rig here.
The rug asked the marina, nodded clearly.
"Yes, thanks to you, I can be more of Siegel's power"
"There's been some fear of what's going on, that it's grown even more since then?
Michaela shrugged so when she heard Rag's answer, but it was lightly flushed by the others.
At the time of becoming a senior spirit, it was an idea other than Michaela that nothing surprised me because it was something I could predict.
Philomena nodded in a way she was impressed with Rag's words.
"Right. Then you can fight more safely than ever. We're going to go somewhere tougher."
This is not the case with the windy capital we are about to head to, but basically where the Great Spirit is supposed to be, there can be mighty demons coming out everywhere in a secluded place.
With all that in mind, if the spirits who are guardians of Sigel become stronger, that's all the Philomenas can focus on fighting as well.
Finally, not only will Siegel not have to be blind to those in power in the future, but it will also help when it comes to need.
There is little wrong with spirits being strong.
The covenant spirits of Sigel, only three of the early spirits were able to show themselves as they had grown.
I don't know if Sui and Sakura will do the same in the future, not try to grow into a senior spirit.
In an effort to look forward to it until the time came, Sigel thought about it looking at the three spirits.