Life with my Little Sister

Chapter 3: 3 Episode Two: Train your magic!


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"Dear Alto, you are looking at your garden again..."

One of the servants shrugged. Looks like a solitaire.

Four months after that.

Ten months old and a little.

My training continues indispensably.

As the servant shrugged, I stare into the garden.

This is an important training, it moves' what's in the garden '.

Cosolitically so that the servants don't see it.

As a result, I had a reputation for being an unusual kid who was watching the garden all day.

But I can't help this.

I refrain from using magic all the time.

The reason is for your protection.

It is better not to be known that magic can be used. That was my conclusion.

I don't know how to see the world.

It could be a world where witch hunting is.

You can't be known to be a wizard in that place.

I've never seen servants use magic.

In other words, there is a possibility of 'heresy'.

Even if magic is common, he thinks it's better not to be known to the Bailefelds.

He's the kind of guy who gets the word 'poisoned' as soon as I fall.

You can't make me be on guard.

Those are the reasons why I train so hard.

So what kind of training are you doing?

It's a sand doll fight.

The roots of the plants in the corners of the garden.

There are two dolls made of sand about the size of ants.

That's what they're fighting for.

Unfortunately, it's not an automatic fight like AI. It's a manual operation using magic.

Miso in front of me, but I think this is very good training.

First of all, it's a distance you can't see without strengthening your eyesight with magic. Next, the sand doll needs to be shaved and secured with mindfulness power. Furthermore, each doll moves differently, so there is precise control.

Because you use multiple different magics at once, you can build up the amount of magic, the magic manipulation, and the persistence of magic.

It is also simply a martial arts study.

Anyway, I don't have any fighting experience.

But by letting the sand doll play the game, you can learn that "at this time, the offense won't arrive" or "at that time, the counter is easy to take". This was a delightful miscalculation.

My training is not just about magic.

Considering the circumstances in which magic cannot be used, we must also learn melee combat in the future.

As a previous stage, it's a good thing the game can go through, albeit manually.

But yeah, it's not like I can just get into training.

"Al!

I get fluffed up.

It was my mother.

She can't help but think I'm cute and she keeps getting better. And very sweet.

No, I know it's the right way to parent and child than to be left alone, but I want to train at all.

"Ka-tan, what?

"Huh. Al, what are you doing?

"I've been watching."

I can't say it's magic training, so I can't help it.

"Al really likes your garden, doesn't he? But your mother will read your book today."

It comes with a rind and cheeks.

My mother likes to read. It also prefers romance stories or something.

Maybe this has something to do with age as well.

Our mother is young.

Anyway, I'm only sixteen.

This world is fifteen years old and an adult.

And my mother gave birth to me in fifteen.

So you're still old enough to call yourself a girl.

(Mm-hmm... I want to train, but I also want to study letters, would you read them?)

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I decided to do so.

"Ka-tan! Ho hon!"

"Hehe. Al looks happy. So let's go, shall we?

It was my mother who seemed happy.

"Is Abel coming soon?

When she read some of the pictures, her mother said abruptly.

"Yep, eh?

"Yes, Abel. I'm a very dear friend of your mother's."

Was that a wizard?

"Like what?

"She's a very pretty daughter, isn't she? He's an elf. He's a good magician."

Elf! Are you in this world?

And you can use magic!

It could be a chance to get out of self-study.

"Maju-ju? What?"

I want some information about magic. How familiar would your mother be?

I don't give a shit about luxury. If it adds a little bit of judgment material, that's fine.

"Sorcery is, like, a bean, or a barrier, a horn in a raven, and you can do a lot of amazing things."

Yeah. This doesn't look good.

"Let me see?

"Yeah...... Your mother can't use magic. One in ten or none of us can use magic."

My mother said 'less' in a nuance, but I think 'a lot' in my perception.

If that's all there is to it, it's going to be in the 'general' category even if I find out I'm a wizard. I was relieved on that point.

You can get information from these little interactions. Maybe you should talk to a variety of people more aggressively. But then the training time...

Currently, I can only use physical enhancement and mindfulness.

Do not have the art of manipulating flames or water.

How can we handle them? I definitely want to know.

The amount of magic has increased, and you can lift it with fat in your crib if you want, but it's inconvenient that you can still only exercise magic as it is.

I had my hopes for a magician named Abel.

(Even though the elves are coming soon, practice is practice...)

Even that day, I let them fight with sand dolls.

I'm also a lot used to maintaining and manipulating sand dolls these days, so I think I'm going to be able to increase the number of dolls.

Ultimately, there might be a war between sand dolls, not fights.

(No, then the boulders will find out about the servants...)

In the future we will have to find or build a practice area.

Continuing his training as he conceived of it as a bump, he was suddenly held up from behind.

"Ooh?

I'm a dumb voice. I'm fundamentally freaked out, but objectively speaking, there's no sense of urgency in fine dust either.

(Who!? Is that your mother?!?)

Different way to hug for that. Different volumes.

My mother Ljussica, while only sixteen, is a puffy in bin bin. It doesn't feel prudent to associate such a wilderness.

Woman.

A woman I don't know is holding me up.

Because of her poor health and low eyesight, I think she's a girl.

"Huh?

I'll ask who it is.

"... incredible"

A high, sweet, but cold voice sounded. It was a pale, inorganic voice.

(No, you, who are you!? Answer the question! Why are you vomiting your self completing words WOW!?)

"Ugh! Mmm!"

When I get bummed, the woman drops me off.

Looking back, I was surprised.

As for knowledge, 'I know'. But in fact, 'I've never seen it'.

Such a presence, there it is.

"Ugh!?"

An elf girl was staring down at me.

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