Arcana lifts the firewood heavily with both hands and walks to the fireplace. It was difficult for an adult to do simple tasks, but for a small body about six or seven years old.
"OK"
And firewood into the burning flame. Outside it is a blizzard and it is quite cold inside the house.
Arcana holds her hand over the fire in front of the fireplace, wrapped in a blanket.
At that time, there was a rattling sound hitting the front door. Arcana makes her face shine.
"Your brother"
Tr a ns l ate d b y jp m tl.ｃ o ｍ He gladly headed to the entrance, unlocked the key, and opened the door.
"e……?"
Looking at the man's face there, Arcana steps back.
"……Who?"
He was a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe. He stares at Arcana with his crazy eyes.
"... I found it. Child of sacrifice ..."
As the man murmurs, two men in the same blue robe appear behind them. It's like a ghost.
"... I'll give you ..." Trans la t ed b y jpmtl.ｃoｍ
"... Sacrifice of God ..."
"... Come on, give yourself as a offering ..."
Arcana steps back. The men came into the house.
"No, no ... don't come ...!"
Arcana screams, but the men reach out to her without any help. then--
"Guh ...!"
Firewood flew through the air, striking the back of the men with the force of tearing through the air. They break their knees.
"Hmm. What do you need for my sister?"
A demonic about ten years old appears at the entrance. Black eyes and black eyes. At that age, extraordinary magical power oozes from the whole body.
Arcana's older brother, Anos.
"My brother ...!"
Arcana jumped into Anos's chest and clung tightly.
"Go down, Arcana. If you're a normal demon, you've hit me with the power I can't get up to, but it looks pretty sturdy."
While holding their heads, the men woke up.
T ranslat e d b y jp m tl.ｃ o ｍ "... Do you go against the teachings, kid?"
"The daughter is a sacrifice child. If I don't give her to God, the dragons won't subside."
"You don't know anything! You've kidnapped your daughter, and dragons are rampaging everywhere, and the country is raging!"
Arcana shakes her body with the anger of men.
"Say what you don't know. If the dragon is rampaging, just hold it down. A good adult will align your gooseneck and don't push me and my sister to blame."
"This is a fool!
The men draw swords one after another and swing it down to Anos. As he quickly rolled his hand and unfolded the magic barrier, the sword broke open.
He burns men with <> as well as a scorching flame black counterattack. However, scales appear on the skin, which prevent black flames.
"Hmm. But you're a demon you've never seen. I don't even hear anyone who has such a scale. The wavelength of magic is a little different."
Anos glares at the men with evil eyes.
"Are you really a demons?"
"No reason to teach a fool! You should die, boy!"
When the men open their mouths, they see sharp fangs. A burning flame was exhaled from the back of his throat, burning Anos.
"Oh, my brother ...!"
"What a chill today, just the right warmth."
Anos drew the breath with anti-magic, and Anos drew three magic circles. From there, a small jet-black sun peeks a little. Tr a nsl a te d by jp ｍ tl.c o m
"It's a magic I just remembered. Try eating it."
The fire extermination gun <> is fired at close range. The men pay with a scaled back of the hand to blow the little sun.
Immediately they burned black.
"Guppo, idiot ..."
"I'm gonna burn this ...?!"
"Why this kind of kid is so powerful ...?!?"
Burning flame black Earlier, even the scales that prevented <> were useless, they were wrapped in jet-black sun and quickly turned into charcoal.
"HM"
He tightly hugged Arcana's shaking shoulders.
"I'm sorry to scare you. It's alright."
Arcana shook her head slightly, burying her face tightly in Anos's chest.
"Hey ... I wasn't scared at all ..."
"Huh?"
"... because ... because ... I believed that my brother would help me."
While trembling, I heard Arcana so well. T ra n s lat e d b y jp ｍ t l .co ｍ
"I will tell you a lie right away"
"... I'm not a lie, I really believed ..."
Gently stroke Arcana's head, says Anos.
"Really?"
"Uh, yeah ... right?"
"A strong child"
Anos draws a magic circle, cleans the charcoal, and then repairs the damaged house. Next, he drew another magic circle, put his hand in the center, and took out the bread.
"Let's eat"
Heat the soup in the kitchen, transfer it to a glass and arrange it on a small table in front of the fireplace.
"It looks like the crop is bad because of the cold weather. I went to a nearby city and found that much food was available."
"Okay. I'm a little hungry."
Saying, Arcana holds a cup in both hands and drinks soup.
"Let's go a little further later"
"... Would you go somewhere again?"
Arcana says anxiously. He doesn't want to leave his brother.
"I'll be back soon"
"I see"
While stroking his chest relievedly, Arcana approaches the fireplace, holding bread and a glass. Then, tap your hand next to you.
"I can't help my sister."
"... Because it's cold ..."
Anos sits next to Arcana, holding bread and a glass. She stuck to Anos.
"Oh, brother. I want you to read the book again."
"Is it possible to read now?"
"No, I want my brother to read it."
She says, looking into Anos's face.
"No good?"
"Is it your usual book?"
"Yeah, always good"
Anos beckoned him with his finger, and a book on the bookshelf flew to him.
The title is "Liar Dora". Perhaps because the book was read many times, the binding was peeled off in some places and was ragged.
Anos began to read it as if to tell her sister.
It is a story of a fictional country, not Dilheid.
In one village, there was a girl named Dora.
She is said to be a noble daughter. He lives in a remote village because he has the talent to master any magic.
But occasionally, a famous wizard asks and asks him to be a disciple. He cures incurable diseases secretly.
Parents come to meet secretly where no one is watching. Both her mother and father are doting on Dora, dreaming of a day when she can live with her as soon as possible.
They are all lies made by Dora.
The villagers make a right-and-left turn to the lie, which always has a dora, but a boy of the same age uncovers Dora's lie.
Dora, who was lying, lived alone and lonely. She couldn't admit her lies, and one day she was waiting for her ridiculous parents to come.
She continued to lie, and eventually lied to herself, and at some point thought it was true.
She ended up her life without being trusted by anyone until the end.
"Hmm. As usual, I don't know what's interesting. What do you like about it?"
"Well, Dora looks happy to lie. Also, a small lie is going to be very hard and everyone is in a hurry and I'm feeling what I'm going to do. "
So do you like lies? Anos thinks he doesn't know the hobby of a child.
"Speaking like that, you'll end up like Dora."
"Yeah, Yadamon. I like dora, but I hate to be like a dora."
Anos thinks this is honest.
"Then don't lie too much."
Arcana swells her cheeks, dissatisfied.
"I'm OK because I have an older brother."
"Sure."
Arcana laughs happily when he talks.
"Read more, read more"
Prompted so, Anos reads the rest of the book.
"Ah……"
Arcana inadvertently drops bread from her hand. It jumped up the floor and jumped into the fire of the fireplace.
Arcana stared sadly at the sight.
"What happened?"
As Anos turned, she waved.
"Ah, um, um, it was painful to eat bread with a bite!"
"It's a straddle."
"Hehe. Look, continue, read on."
That being said, Anos reads the book again. When Arcana is relieved, her belly rings.
She looked at the bread in the fire of the fireplace, but was no longer likely to eat it. Inevitably she drank soup.
Anos glanced at the situation while reading the book.
"Arcana"
Anos presents her bread to her.
"e……?"
"Do not drop this time."
She is not afraid and she receives the bread.
"Your brother?"
"What, I'm actually eating something rare in the city. I'm not hungry."
"Well, sly!"
Arcana hits Anos with a glow.
"Forgive me. I'll buy you again."
"It's an appointment. You can't eat it if you eat it alone?"
Arcano nodded happily at the bread as Anos nodded.
"Your lies are different from Dora"
Arcana looks at Anos while chewing on his bread.
"Did you care if I thought it would be hard to find food again?"
"... Because it's cold outside and my brother is poor ..."
Anos strokes Arcana's head.
"It's a gentle lie that won't hurt anyone. You never look like Dora."
Arcana laughed happily and she leaned her head on Anos's shoulder.
As they read the rest of the book, they happily argued over the turbulence caused by Dora that it was nothing like that.
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