Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

I signed with the Spirits of Fire for two consecutive dinners and drinks. I drank and fried with the big spirits lightly, but naturally Yves loved alcohol too. I'm a little interested in knowing how much more Silfi's drinking buddies are here. You're not gonna tell me you have all the drinks of all the attributes, are you?

"Yeah, dusty"

Pull it off before it sinks and see how the bells are doing in the children's room. Adorable toddlers, boys, animals sleeping round in bed are as dusty as I thought.

Just seeing this sight cheers me up. Maybe the Japanese fathers felt this way too. Even though your daughter-in-law isn't here, she's totally awakened to fatherhood. No, let's at least leave my brother watching the kids gently. But Sarah and the others are here, and maybe it's hard to get married?

The job title is not popular... but once it is well funded, on the earth of death, but there is land. What rank am I on as a condition of marriage? It seems surprisingly easy to get married if it's politically marriageable... but I don't like to get busy because of it.

Hmmm so far my heroine candidate in life in another world...... are the Great Spirits and Gina and Marie? Will the Great Spirits be a paedophile in the first place?

They're all beautiful, and I think I was aware of them at first, but I've seen so many amazing scenes and powers. Well, maybe the other side will admit it.... That's it, if I help a carriage being attacked by bandits, an endless beauty will come out and I want a discerning encounter to fall in love with.

Would it work if you asked Silfi to fly around the continent and help the carriage being attacked?... Exactly that's too desperate and I'm going to cry if I run it.

... I feel like I'm into strange thoughts. I don't mean to drink too much, but did the booze turn? Thinking in the present situation is going to create black history. Let's just fall asleep.

Wake up and head to the living room to suppress your desire for coffee. When I left the room, I was greeted in the morning by the Bells. Flair and Sheba both seem to like the children's room when they listen to me and are nicotine. It seems to be a high point to say our own room.

Go down to the living room and exchange morning greetings with Silfi and Gina for breakfast. Did the Great Spirits like the new menu lately, too, and they started eating quite a bit together.

You'll get tired of all of this, but you'll still have a lot of dishes to eat and more menus, so you'll be fine for the time being. Well, Nomos doesn't show up.

"Master, what are you going to do today?

"Hmm, what shall I do? I'll think about it."

Sarah asked me a question when I was having breakfast. I want to do a lot of things... Oh, I did. I was about to harvest the crops from the fields when I heard they were about to be eaten.

"Hey Dory, is it time for the field crop to be eaten?

"Not a problem for eating, but it's two days from now that it tastes the best"

... I'd like to reap it in the best possible condition anyway. Then you'll confirm Flair and Sheba's abilities as contracted, and Gina's training. The harvest and the field move are two days from now.

In the case of Yves, once we have confirmed our abilities, we will stop them because they are going to kill the earth of death even more. Either way, if it's dead, maybe it won't change, but if it melts soil or something and it gets glassy, it's hard.

"The harvest comes in two days, and Sarah and the others train in spirituality. Me and Gina are training with Flair and Sheba. Bell and the others look around the base and take care of Guavard. The water change and feed are in the box inside the birdhouse, so put that in for him. You can play when you're done."

Sarah and the others are as usual, and the Bells saluted the piss and answered, so there's no problem. Yves had shown a strong interest in the distillery during yesterday's drinks, so he would go to the distillery even if left alone. With that said, Silfi's interested in the distillery, but he's got me hanging out with him, so you haven't been able to get to much.

"Silfi, I'm relaxing in the stronghold today, so Silfi's free to move, too."

"Oh, is that okay?

Silfi that looks unexpected. He basically stayed with me while I was awake. Sometimes you'll need some free time.... Is that it? With that said, Sylphie didn't seem to have a day off.... maybe I'm a super black contractor. The other great spirits are free to do it to some extent, so there's no problem. Probably.

"Yeah, on second thought, there's hardly ever been a free time for Sylphi, has there? I'm sorry. I didn't realize."

"Hehe, shall we then move freely for the first time in a long time? But I enjoy it, too, so you don't have to worry too much about it."

"I'm glad you said that, but you should just have the day off. I want you to stay with me when I'm in town, but you'll be safe here, and I'll make a break for you."

"Okay. Heh, it's funny that you're going to get some rest, like a human being. Then I'll sweeten you up and let you enjoy your holiday plenty."

Apparently, it's interesting to get some rest in and of itself. Maybe it's unusual for the Spirit in a way. Except when I'm under contract, it basically sounds like freedom, and he said natural adjustments are jobs, but I don't know what he's doing. Sounds like fun to ask when you have time.

"Well, let's start by explaining to Flair and Sheba how to communicate."

"Behru, I'm so excited." "Wahoo."

They already know. Flair has a masterful look in both arms. Apparently he was talking a lot in the children's room. You're a toddler and a puppy who can't be insulted when you're doing a preview.

"It is. Flair and Sheba are great."

Flair is so happy when I compliment him. Sheba is praised and shakes her tail patterned. Even the same toddler girl, Belle and Flair seem a lot different in character.

Well, it's normal for each person to have a different personality, a naive bell and a slightly more glamorous, hard-working flair. Looks like we're getting along, but don't worry about what kind of conversation we're having.

"Well, shall we just practice? Just like Gina practiced with Belle and the others, communicate with Sheba and get along."

"Okay. Sheba, come here, whoa, are you running around? Stop right in front of me."

The called Sheba joyfully runs around Gina. Actually, he's flying around, but he's moving his legs and he looks like he's running around as a puppy.

"Flair's gonna talk to me a lot."

"Whoa!"

I'll take care of it. Flair that responds with a targeted atmosphere. This is definitely Yves' mane. Do you want to hear about your relationship with Yves first?

....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Yves looked like his sister's skin as I thought, putting together the fire spirits around him to take care of him.

Flair respects such ifs and says he manages hard. He told me with sparkling eyes that it was very cool. That's the Spirit of Fire, your thoughts are as hot as fire.

Most of it was about ifs, but I also heard things I liked, dishes I liked, and magic that seemed to work. Only the Spirit of Fire can do most of what I think.

They just say the limit to collecting fire and turning up heat is to a slightly blue flame. Besides, it seems to take time to work up to a blue flame, and in practice, white flames seem to be fundamental. Well, they say it's still quite caloric and most demons are black-burned.

Sheba apparently has the limit of a normal flame. They can raise the temperature on this one too if you take the time, but they haven't.

Then let me show you some basic magic.

"Fine, I'll show you."

Flair to be good at. Things are in great shape right now because I've heard so much about Yves. It feels cute that you're stretching your back with all your strength. Remove and install the targeted rock from the magic bag for now.

"Well, first, put the flamebullet towards that rock, please."

"Ooh, kura eh!

When the flare puts its tiny hands forward, a white flaming bullet is created in front of that hand, at a fierce speed and around the target rock...... hmm? Gone? Wondering. Approaching the rock, there is a hole in the rock about the size of a flamebullet, and you can see the other side.

That's a junior spirit, like a rock. Is it the same thing? I don't know what it means to have a hole in a rock with fire, but the Bells will shatter it with as easy a win as a rock. It seemed impossible to measure the power of the same rank of flare with a rock. It's just plain simple.

"You're piercing a rock. It's amazing, Flair."

It feels natural for me to compliment you, nosy flare. Behind it Gina looks at it with excitement with Sheba. Sounds fun.

Show me flaming blades, flaming tornadoes, flaming walls and basic magic. Yeah, I know you're strong for now. The offensive system in particular is quite powerful and powerful. I guess the fire is best suited when I think about it in the attack. The target rock has been dusted, so I will remove and install another one.

"Thank you Flair. Fire attack. Magic is powerful."

When I stroke my head with praise, I say, "It's obvious," but my face is a full smile. Flair's the same type as me who can't play poker face.

"Gina, the power will be different, but Sheba should be able to do the same, so give it a try."

"Yeah! I'll just give it a try. Come on, Sheba."

Gina is excited. I've been watching Flair's magic with an exciting look. My turn came and it's a tension max.

"Sheba, flamebullets!

Point to the installed rock and chant as Gina stands on her half. The pose looks like a cook. You call Gina a boy, or you feel something close to Marco. I love transformative heroes and stuff.

Sheba responding to Gina's voice creates a ball of flame in front of her face and flies toward it. When it lands, the roar sounds and the rock crushes.

"Wow! Wow, Sheba! Magic! Spirituality!

Shaggy Gina toward the signs of Sheba. I felt so tense when I learned the magic of life.... There's something smiling about the beauty being that tension, but how was it when I was there? If it stays on the footage, it's going to be stuffy.

"Hey Master, Sheba's flamebomb exploded, but why?

Reflecting in my mind, Gina, calmed down, has asked me questions. Explosion? That said, the rock was flashly smashed.

"Probably the difference in heat. I think the flare bullet went through because it was hot, and the Sheba bullet blew up before it penetrated."

Flamebullets come in different colors, and probably not wrong... you think? I don't know what that means anymore, like a flame penetrating a rock, and I, I'm literary. I can't think in detail.

"Heh, really?"

Gina seems somewhat convinced, too, and no problem. Let's keep pushing it off.

"Look, you still have a lot to try. Practice, practice!

"Right, Sheba, let's do it!

For now, the majesty of the master was preserved.... It's pretty tough because I can't ask questions without Silfi.