To Be a Power in the Shadows!

The night dawned.

We went back to our positions and took a nap after that.

It's breakfast time now.

Under the cold skies, in the morning sun, the snowfields glowed, and I was burning firewood.

The patsy and the fire burns.

Cottonmouth and pot leap.

It smells delicious.

Mr. Violet was graffitiing the snow with those fingers.

Watching the pan not burn as it stretches, Mr. Violet pulls my pants quickly with those fingers.

"What?"

Quick.

Mr. Violet referred to the graffiti he wrote on the snow.

"Hmm?

I thought it was graffiti and it looks like a letter.

Read it, read it, and cunek in front of the letters.

"Hmm..."

I snort looking at the letters. [M]

Looks like ancient script.

"I see..."

I don't know.

"Okay."

I'm sure it's about the rest of the parts.

Mr. Violet and I communicated last night in a full body language, so we're fine.

I was pointing to the capital of the king of the kingdom of Oriana.

So if you head that way, there's no problem.

I only took Violet's feelings and nodded with a full smile. [M] Mr. Violet also nodded with his fingers bent.

And she rolls her fingers corny and erases the letters on the snow. You don't have to turn it off, but nobody can read it anyway.

Doing that, the pot blew.

"Oh, yabba"

I rush the pan away from the fire.

Make sure the inside is not burnt and stir slowly.

Vegetable crumbs and potato soup. Seasoning is a style that brings the flavour of the ingredients to life with just salt.

Well, I don't care about the taste.

"But I don't have enough protein..."

Mr. Violet, rolling over the snow, climbed onto my lap.

Her fingers were terribly cold.

I pinch that finger and set it on fire. Mr. Violet warms up feeling good.

"Precious protein......"

Mr. Violet stops at the fire.

"I wonder if I could regenerate it if I only left bones to eat"

Pulple and Mr. Violet tremble.

"If I could, it would be an infinite loop of meat."

Butterflies and Mr. Violet rumble out.

"I won't eat it. I think I'm gonna break my stomach."

I was just wondering what would happen.

"Your cold fingers are warming up."

I let Violet go. [M]

Mr. Violet slapped me in the hand and went back on his knees.

"The meat is fine because I asked Epsilon"

I'm sure even rabbits will come hunting.

It would be convenient to have a delta at a time like this. She'll hunt for me in the shortest possible time.

I've been thinking a little bit about what would happen if Delta were here.

I stopped imagining dragging the dragon with a full smile on my face.

"I knew you didn't."

That's when I whined.

"Brother Sid, we've hunted rabbits"

Epsilon in a boy soldier is back. I have a white rabbit in my hand.

I exhaled. [M]

"I'm glad it was Epsilon, really."

"Ha, no?

While Epsilon was about to cut his hand with a knife, he handily threw the rabbit into the pan.

Waiting for the pot to boil as it was, the three old men came.

"Hey, did you sleep well yesterday?

"Sounds like you're about to have a pot"

"Hey kid, what's that finger?"

An old man noticed Mr. Violet relaxing on my lap.

The old men looked at me with subtle eyes.

"Wow, enemy soldiers' fingers."

"That's disgusting."

"Throw it away before it rots."

The old men pounded on my shoulder.

I felt Mr. Violet's magic increase.