Clay Weapon

These logs are heavy, but I have to carry them. Of course, I didn't bring all of it, I just brought what I needed and could pick it up again tomorrow.

"Woah, time to go home!?"

I walked slowly while carrying the pile of wood tied over my shoulder, pointed forward. The free hand was used to carry the sword.

"A warm bath sounds really good?!"

I wanted to relax when I got home. However, mom and dad were reluctant to relax as well.

The two of them had already appeared on the terrace of the house with large wooden walls that had three floors. Well, they were indeed waiting for the return of their children.

I seemed to have slept too long after chopping the logs. It was late, the reddish-orange light shining through the leaves up there.

"Rie, where's your sister?" my mom asked.

"Amara said she wanted to hunt rabbits."

"Hunting rabbits?" Dad replied, his expression looking very troubled. Well, natural... parental concern.

I nodded at dad's question. He looked at mom, sending some sort of eye code.

"Rie, you stay home with mom. Dad will look for your sister!"

Dad went back into the house and came out with a robe and a sword, "something must have happened!?"

Dad hurried away.

"Mom, is it my fault for not taking care of Amara?" I asked innocently, like a child.

"No, dear! Please, don't blame yourself! Maybe it's just a little disaster." Mom stroked my cheek to calm me down.

Well, this is the mask of an innocent boy.

"Yes, Amara will be fine. She's strong!"

"Yes, Amara is a strong child." My mom smiled, "Calli, can you prepare some warm water for Rie?"

"Yes, ma'am." There was a voice from inside.

It was Calli, a maid who served our family. She was the most loyal maid, having worked for my family when we were a baron.

"Well, you take a bath first and then eat."

"Okay."

I went to the back of the house to put down the wood, after which I jumped into the tub of warm water that Calli had prepared.

Ah, I forgot. I can't let Amara die. She's the main character and also my sister!

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"What a troublesome little sister!"

I jumped from branch to branch, noticing the traces of red that stuck to the terrain I was traveling along. Be it on tree trunks, grass, or rocks.

It was Amara's magic energy. I don't know what kind of ability I had when I first opened my eyes to this world. I can see the color of everyone's magic energy, even those in nature.

Every human generally has magic energy that is produced by the body continuously. And when one's magic energy reservoir is already at its maximum limit, it will be passively expelled in very small amounts. Yes, it is squandered, how unfortunate!

However, I found a way to reduce that loss. I found a material that tends to absorb magic energy. So, I didn't feel like my magic energy was wasted because I could control the material.

And after many experiments, I came up with this. One step towards revolutionizing the magic system in this world, well... I guess?

Hmm... it seems I'm boasting too much!

I continued to follow the trail of red-colored aura that existed, forming like a long dangling thread. After a while of following the red aura trail, it disappeared in the middle.

"Hmm? That means Amara started using her magic energy?" I noticed the surroundings.

I then sighed, "I hope you're alright, little sister!"

I continued my hunt for bandits by relying on the traces of someone passing through the forest area. It was the only clue. And I'm 100% sure about the truth, maybe she has also started fighting. There was a sharp object cut mark on one of the tree trunks. This forest has become a playground for me. I've covered the entire area.

I was now 50 meters away from Amara's location. Perched on a tree branch and hid in the dense foliage. Until now, no one had noticed my presence.

'You fought hard, my sister. But, you're unlucky too!'

Amara lay helplessly with several men surrounding her. Their faces showed anger, clearly because one of their friends had been killed. 'Well, my sister managed to finish off one bandit. Well, that's not bad.'

I showed a fierce grin. "Let's start a real bandit hunt!"

They're good rats for this material found. Time to test... Clay Weapon!

The black robe I was wearing changed texture, now becoming soft like mud, its black color also turning brown. It then crept down from the tree and headed toward the bandits.

I added some other ingredients, such as slime and other ingredients to the Clay mixture. It was the perfect mixture, it could change shape at will, harden or soften, and change color. All I had to do was channel a little of my magic energy... and tara... I could control the clay that was rich in magic energy. Well, it must also be balanced with perfect magic control. If not... then it's useless.

Okay... let's focus on the demonstration.

"Hmm... what is this thing? A new type of slime--"

"Boom!"

*Punctured!

The Clay Weapon transformed into the shape of a sea urchin with sharp thorns. They were all hit, their bodies pierced.

Yep, done. I quickly approached to see the situation.

"Well, it worked well! It's so hard, even the bones are shattered!"

I heard the sound of steps. And it turned out that there was one bandit that had been hiding and avoiding this great invention. It won't be long...

*Punctured!

The Clay Weapon extended like a stick and pierced right through the heart.

This hunt was over in three minutes, I didn't even break a sweat. Well, no matter what, my creation is too spectacular. Moreover, these bandits were too weak.

The Clay Weapon crept back, enveloping my body. It returned to being a black robe.

"I'd better get back soon. Mom must be a little suspicious because I soaked for too long. Eh? No... I have a good idea. I'm a big brother, right?"

What a great idea, I'll be the best big brother who dotes on his little sister. Well, even if that's the case, anyway. I still love Amara!

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"My sister, are you awake?"

I was the first to greet Amara's consciousness in her room. She opened her eyelids slowly, trying to adjust the lighting in the room.

"Rie?"

In a fitting coincidence, mom and dad also happened to enter the room.

"Amara, are you awake?" Mom rushed to the bed and immediately hugged her. "Thank goodness, you're okay. I was afraid of losing you two."

I was finally invited to hug.

"Both of you?" Amara raised one eyebrow in confusion.

"Rie, Amara, you guys will get punished. Especially you, Rie. You snuck away to look for your sister, but you only endangered yourself!" Father sighed harshly. "You guys are so lucky! There was a mysterious person who kill those bandits."

Amara gazed at me, she was staring at me intently. And I pretended not to see.

'I'm such a good brother, anyway!'