Life with my Little Sister
February of 1205, a sacred history.
A small change came to Gad's workshop.
Some equipment has been added.
"Whoo! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Look at what you can do, Fee's eyes are glittering.
It was also about my beloved sister.
"Yes!
"Yes, sir."
"This, you look great! Phew, I like this! Phew! Phew, I want to try!
And, I mean, it's the equipment I built for Fee.
It was added to the workshop to burn the soil.
Things created with it.
It's - it's a honeysuckle.
In the meantime, I bought clay and found out about my sister's unexpected talent, but my mother was so excited.
I asked Abel to prepare a pair for me.
Note that the heat source is "Demon Stone of Fire".
Because Gad was looking away, I'm sure it's a delicacy, even among demonic stones.
"If this is such a brilliant demon stone, then so be it. Not only do we dwarf, but I think we salivate around the Red Lizard, too?
I asked Mighty Char if he could prepare something like that.
"...... hmm. It is safer and easier to manage with this demonic stone. You should be able to do something better than a regular one."
The convenience appeal returned.
That's not what I'm saying, but is it good...?
After that, we talked about trying to burn something with the new one, and it was Haniwa that I made.
It's not an elaborate thing to wear armor helmets or anything, but a simple design with big eyes and a mouthful, a little out between.
My sister seems to have liked this honeysuckle.
"Honeywah! This, honeywah!? Phew, I like honeywah! Phew! Phew, clay! I want to make honeysuckle! I want you to tell me how to make it!
You liked it too much, My Sister, who was so excited, she hugged me.
"A communal design hey...... Sure, Fee looks happy"
And, Mother.
I don't care if it's a dish or a dish, but I just made it a honeycomb somehow.
My angel has something a little different compared to other kids.
Just a little bit, huh?
I prefer unusual designs like honeysuckle.
Speaking of which, were you also a little interested in the appearance of Sheleg the Snow Fairy?
(If I showed you Mejed or something, I think you might like it...)
Can't you get a sheet to throw away or something?
Let's ask Mia next time.
"Shit......! Mm-hmm... Huh!
For that reason, my sister soiled herself unconsciously.
That's a very serious look. Usually a full smile or a crying face, again, because it's just a loose sleeping face.
A little fresh.
(But you're good. I know it's a feeling, but we've already added our own flow arrangements, right?
The honeycombs that Fee makes all have expressions on them, and each poses differently.
He engraves the literature and equips it with weapons and accessories as well.
... for some reason the weapons are full of sticks.
My angel, you have clever hands.
The painting isn't as good as ever, but apart from the sense of 3D, is it?
"I got it! Phew's Haniwa!
This is how it was cooked, stick honey wasps.
"Um... Something, the colors are awesome beautiful...?
My honeycomb is a regular honeycomb.
But Fi's, the surface is crunchy and the color is good.
It's like a bronze statue.
Is it something that just baked, like this?
".................. n"
Abel stares at his hands, shivering. Was there 'something' that would attract this teacher?
"... with high purity magic cages. This statue has reached the realm of demonic objects."
"Huh!?"
I accidentally raised my voice.
My sister, did you make it with magic?
"Phew, hard work, I soiled it! I like Haniwa's designs! Good luck!"
Oh, yeah.
This is an unconscious pattern.
"It's hard to put magic into the soil, huh? Normally, I can't stand the load of magic, but it cracks in the middle of cooking..."
Gad is exhaling.
From Dwarf's point of view, what MySister did seems amazing.
"Do you use magic in the soil to make things?
"Very occasionally. I just can't do strong magic, so I use trace amounts of magic to improve strength and color development. After it's cooked, it feels a little bit like staining it. Trying to build a statue like this should take years, huh?
"That's it, what do you make? You can't make a fortune on a plate, can you?
"It's a statue of an offering or an exorcism. To curse the other way around, there's no one who can do that much."
Most of them do not leave the 'test zone', but if powerful magicians can put in strong magic, can it really work?
Over time, some of them turn into things like golems and gargoyles.
Boulders, a world of sorcery. So, is there some armor for the curse or something?
"Wouldn't it be great to be able to make something like that..."
"If we can't add uniform magic to the soil itself at this stage, that's a terrific decision. But, you know, at the point of striking the iron, you're gonna deform the shape of the magic path and turn it into a demon sword, and you're probably one, too, right? Absolutely, strange siblings."
Mukimxanta Claus put his arms together with a flashing look.
All my brothers and sisters, they recognized me as out of standard.
But in my case, after interfering with the roots, I'm thinking about a proper magical path.
So assuming there are others who can interfere with root magic, I'm sure it will be a technology we can share.
My Angel's, though. That's different.
I do it completely with my senses. Exactly what a genius would do.
Even if it's in a lump sum, there's gotta be a difference there.
"Wow! Wow! The boulders are my children!
My mother, who leaps away from me.
So, mother, brother and sister, it makes a lot of difference, right?
Is Fee not sure what he did, or is he tilting his little neck?
I think it would be better simply to compliment Haniwa on her work.
"Hey, Phee. Can you make a plate or something?
"A plate? Oh, hey, you want a plate?
MySister creeping through the soil, wondering.
Even if you're not sure, the dirt mess itself sounds like fun.
Well, it would be an extension of the play for this girl.
Me too, let's give it a try...
Messing with the soil, at the same time, interfering with the roots.
It was said that the color development would be better, so it grants magic.
Just like the Devil's Sword, it creates a magical path and reinforces the structure itself.
And then you can take it in when you burn the magic of the Demon Stone.
Compared to Myangel, who just messes with the dirt in a heartbeat, I feel like I'm doing something smart, but I don't have the talent to go with my senses. So we have to make it as much as we can.
That's how baked my brothers and sisters pottery.
The plate created by Fee is shiny as if it were precious metal.
What has happened, its color is light dark blue.
Playing with my fingers, Keane and I sounded very pretty.
"Awesome..."
And Gad shrugged.
It must be really awesome to make this old man say something like this.
By contrast, the dishes I made are tiny mugs.
There's nothing to see but sturdy things to do.
I wonder what this is? Is it the difference in magic?
But there's one part that went well.
"Whoa, whoa! Oh, this is beautiful! Fee, I like it!
My mug had a refreshing cherry blossom color.
The plan was to take in the magic of the flames and turn deep red.
You like it, don't you, red mug?
But what I can actually do is peach (this).
The designs are very normal, the colors are colors, and I wouldn't be using them myself.
"Fee, this, are you there?
"Yi's!?"
Super-responsive sister.
I'm sure you can do a few steps worse than that dish you made?
"Yay, yay, yay! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! I like it! I like it! I'll take care of this! Phew's treasure, more again!
My Angel bouncing around with a pink mug.
Don't fall. Yikes...?
Well, it's a mug reinforced with magic, so dropping it or bumping it won't break it a bit or softly.
Meanwhile, Mother and Gad are obsessed with her sister's plate.
You're so unusually beautiful I don't think you made it out of dirt.
I can't help but notice my cup.
"Phew, thank you to! Dishes made by Phew!
Did you feel better, my angel, who wrestles his arms and begins to soil with fierce momentum.
Amateur line, but I think this one's already in the hall.
I didn't really think my mother had the gift of making things with her parents' silly eyes.
Perhaps rubbing dirt is the vocation of My Sister.
My sleeve, watching over my sister like that, pulls a tiny elf.
"... I, too, want Al's made cup"
"Oh, is it good because of me?
"...... hmm. Al's, I want it."
Oh, yes.
I'll have it ready in a minute, Master.
That's how I got into the extra work, too.
Chapter 149: 149 Episode 147: Your sister's vocation?
A small change came to Gad's workshop.
Some equipment has been added.
"Whoo! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Look at what you can do, Fee's eyes are glittering.
It was also about my beloved sister.
"Yes!
"Yes, sir."
"This, you look great! Phew, I like this! Phew! Phew, I want to try!
And, I mean, it's the equipment I built for Fee.
It was added to the workshop to burn the soil.
Things created with it.
It's - it's a honeysuckle.
In the meantime, I bought clay and found out about my sister's unexpected talent, but my mother was so excited.
I asked Abel to prepare a pair for me.
Note that the heat source is "Demon Stone of Fire".
Because Gad was looking away, I'm sure it's a delicacy, even among demonic stones.
"If this is such a brilliant demon stone, then so be it. Not only do we dwarf, but I think we salivate around the Red Lizard, too?
I asked Mighty Char if he could prepare something like that.
"...... hmm. It is safer and easier to manage with this demonic stone. You should be able to do something better than a regular one."
That's not what I'm saying, but is it good...?
After that, we talked about trying to burn something with the new one, and it was Haniwa that I made.
It's not an elaborate thing to wear armor helmets or anything, but a simple design with big eyes and a mouthful, a little out between.
My sister seems to have liked this honeysuckle.
"Honeywah! This, honeywah!? Phew, I like honeywah! Phew! Phew, clay! I want to make honeysuckle! I want you to tell me how to make it!
You liked it too much, My Sister, who was so excited, she hugged me.
"A communal design hey...... Sure, Fee looks happy"
And, Mother.
I don't care if it's a dish or a dish, but I just made it a honeycomb somehow.
My angel has something a little different compared to other kids.
Just a little bit, huh?
I prefer unusual designs like honeysuckle.
Speaking of which, were you also a little interested in the appearance of Sheleg the Snow Fairy?
(If I showed you Mejed or something, I think you might like it...)
Can't you get a sheet to throw away or something?
Let's ask Mia next time.
"Shit......! Mm-hmm... Huh!
For that reason, my sister soiled herself unconsciously.
That's a very serious look. Usually a full smile or a crying face, again, because it's just a loose sleeping face.
(But you're good. I know it's a feeling, but we've already added our own flow arrangements, right?
The honeycombs that Fee makes all have expressions on them, and each poses differently.
He engraves the literature and equips it with weapons and accessories as well.
... for some reason the weapons are full of sticks.
My angel, you have clever hands.
The painting isn't as good as ever, but apart from the sense of 3D, is it?
"I got it! Phew's Haniwa!
This is how it was cooked, stick honey wasps.
"Um... Something, the colors are awesome beautiful...?
My honeycomb is a regular honeycomb.
But Fi's, the surface is crunchy and the color is good.
It's like a bronze statue.
Is it something that just baked, like this?
".................. n"
Abel stares at his hands, shivering. Was there 'something' that would attract this teacher?
"... with high purity magic cages. This statue has reached the realm of demonic objects."
"Huh!?"
I accidentally raised my voice.
My sister, did you make it with magic?
Oh, yeah.
This is an unconscious pattern.
"It's hard to put magic into the soil, huh? Normally, I can't stand the load of magic, but it cracks in the middle of cooking..."
Gad is exhaling.
From Dwarf's point of view, what MySister did seems amazing.
"Do you use magic in the soil to make things?
"Very occasionally. I just can't do strong magic, so I use trace amounts of magic to improve strength and color development. After it's cooked, it feels a little bit like staining it. Trying to build a statue like this should take years, huh?
"That's it, what do you make? You can't make a fortune on a plate, can you?
"It's a statue of an offering or an exorcism. To curse the other way around, there's no one who can do that much."
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The statues of this world are expected to be as powerful as the rugged tiles of Japan and the fire-extinguished tuxedo.Most of them do not leave the 'test zone', but if powerful magicians can put in strong magic, can it really work?
Over time, some of them turn into things like golems and gargoyles.
Boulders, a world of sorcery. So, is there some armor for the curse or something?
"Wouldn't it be great to be able to make something like that..."
"If we can't add uniform magic to the soil itself at this stage, that's a terrific decision. But, you know, at the point of striking the iron, you're gonna deform the shape of the magic path and turn it into a demon sword, and you're probably one, too, right? Absolutely, strange siblings."
Mukimxanta Claus put his arms together with a flashing look.
All my brothers and sisters, they recognized me as out of standard.
But in my case, after interfering with the roots, I'm thinking about a proper magical path.
So assuming there are others who can interfere with root magic, I'm sure it will be a technology we can share.
I do it completely with my senses. Exactly what a genius would do.
Even if it's in a lump sum, there's gotta be a difference there.
"Wow! Wow! The boulders are my children!
My mother, who leaps away from me.
So, mother, brother and sister, it makes a lot of difference, right?
Is Fee not sure what he did, or is he tilting his little neck?
I think it would be better simply to compliment Haniwa on her work.
"Hey, Phee. Can you make a plate or something?
"A plate? Oh, hey, you want a plate?
MySister creeping through the soil, wondering.
Even if you're not sure, the dirt mess itself sounds like fun.
Well, it would be an extension of the play for this girl.
Me too, let's give it a try...
Messing with the soil, at the same time, interfering with the roots.
It was said that the color development would be better, so it grants magic.
Just like the Devil's Sword, it creates a magical path and reinforces the structure itself.
And then you can take it in when you burn the magic of the Demon Stone.
Compared to Myangel, who just messes with the dirt in a heartbeat, I feel like I'm doing something smart, but I don't have the talent to go with my senses. So we have to make it as much as we can.
That's how baked my brothers and sisters pottery.
What has happened, its color is light dark blue.
Playing with my fingers, Keane and I sounded very pretty.
"Awesome..."
And Gad shrugged.
It must be really awesome to make this old man say something like this.
By contrast, the dishes I made are tiny mugs.
There's nothing to see but sturdy things to do.
I wonder what this is? Is it the difference in magic?
But there's one part that went well.
"Whoa, whoa! Oh, this is beautiful! Fee, I like it!
My mug had a refreshing cherry blossom color.
The plan was to take in the magic of the flames and turn deep red.
You like it, don't you, red mug?
But what I can actually do is peach (this).
The designs are very normal, the colors are colors, and I wouldn't be using them myself.
"Fee, this, are you there?
"Yi's!?"
Super-responsive sister.
I'm sure you can do a few steps worse than that dish you made?
My Angel bouncing around with a pink mug.
Don't fall. Yikes...?
Well, it's a mug reinforced with magic, so dropping it or bumping it won't break it a bit or softly.
Meanwhile, Mother and Gad are obsessed with her sister's plate.
You're so unusually beautiful I don't think you made it out of dirt.
I can't help but notice my cup.
"Phew, thank you to! Dishes made by Phew!
Did you feel better, my angel, who wrestles his arms and begins to soil with fierce momentum.
Amateur line, but I think this one's already in the hall.
I didn't really think my mother had the gift of making things with her parents' silly eyes.
Perhaps rubbing dirt is the vocation of My Sister.
My sleeve, watching over my sister like that, pulls a tiny elf.
"... I, too, want Al's made cup"
"Oh, is it good because of me?
"...... hmm. Al's, I want it."
Oh, yes.
I'll have it ready in a minute, Master.
That's how I got into the extra work, too.
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