Both of us are 6-year olds, but in between worldâs wealthy people, that wasnât relevant. The law that says ăMarriage starts from ** years oldă doesnât exist, and even as a child, when the parents agreed then it goes through normally.
Political marriage between nobility, things like that happens even if theyâre babies.
Putting a magic ring to Sylvia and making a vow in front of god, we did a simple wedding.
By the way, the reason why the magic ring is called a magic ring, is because when someone have an affair it would be immediately shattered to pieces.
Well, it isnât relevant to the 6-year old Sylvia.
And, Sylvia and I started to live in the same room.
Not only sleeping for one night, we started to live together in my room everyday.
Marrying, and living in the same room. Itâs not like something will change immediately.
Sylvia is 6-years old. My body is also 6-years old.
Holding hands while sleeping together, is the most of the physical contact we have.
âŠâŠIt was surprising though, being able to have a deep sleep just by holding hands.
ăăăăăâ
The next day, I was reading Grimoire manga at the yard.
With Ojii-sanâs permission, I was able to take out the books freely and read it.
And beside me, Sylvia was taking a peek at it.
Peeking, and looks at it intently.
I was curious so I asked.
ăCan Sylvia read this?ă
ă*Uuăn*ă
She shook her head.
ăItâs very hartă
ăYou canât read it at all?ă
ăYup, canât readă
This time she nodded. But her sight was still pinned to the Grimoire.
I see, she couldnât read it after all. Maybe it was hard to read for old people, but it was a child then they could read it. I thought that was kind of pattern, but it looks like I was wrong.
As Iâve thought, people of the other world canât read manga huh, normally.
ăCan Lucio-sama read?ă
ăI can read. It was surprisingly interesting, this Grimoireă
ăIs it fun?ă
Sylvia opened her eyes widely.
She couldnât read so she was surprised. But if you can read it you can tell. The manga here, there are a lot or surreal developments, but they are those that was interesting in that way.
Thatâs why I could read it without getting tired of it everyday.
I wiped my sweat with the back of my hand, and turned the page.
It has become hot.
Suddenly, cool wind was blowing.
If I look to my side, Sylvia was fanning me. *PataPata*
ăThanksă
When I said it, Sylvia was happy.
Being fanned *PataPata*, I continued to read the Grimoire.
After a while, a wagon came. It went inside the mansionâs yard.
On the loading platform of the wagon, a few huge wooden barrels are loaded.
ăI wonder what that isă
ăI donât knowă
When I was staring at it, the maid Amanda came out from the mansion.
She approached the wagon, paid money to the middle-aged man who was handling it, and asked to unload the barrels.
I approached, and asked.
ăAmanda, whatâs that?ă
ăObo-chama. This is wateră
ăWater?ă
ăYes, it is water for drinking. This areaâs water are not very clean, and even if we boil it, it cannot be used for drinking and cooking. Even drinking a little will immediately cause stomach pain. That is why, like this, we are ordering water for drinking from the area that has clean source of wateră
ăWas that so? Isnât it troublesome?ă
ăIt is really not like thată
Amanda smiled.
ăPeople who live in this area, everyone had always done it that way, we are used to ită
Amanda said while smiling, and using a trolley, she carried the water barrels inside the mansion.
I thought.
Water is undrinkable, huh.
ăăăăăâ
I returned the book to the archive, leave the mansion, and went to the nearby forest.
I followed the road in my memory, if Iâm correct, there should be a small river ahead.
So I walked ahead. Sylvia was following me *TokoToko*, from behind.
The way inside the forest were uneven, so while saying *ZehZeh*, she looked like she was taking a hard time.
ăSylvia. You can wait at the mansion you knowă
ă*U-Uuăn*. Iâll come tooă
ăIs that soă
I loosened my feet.
I waited for Sylvia, followed her pace, and went to the river slowly.
We arrived at the River. I scooped the clean-looking river with the palm of my hand.
I smelled it, and looked at it intently.
It looks like nothing strange, *Pero* I licked it.
ă--!!!ă
A stimulating taste penetrated my brain.
ă*Pe*,*Pe*,*Pe*!!ă
I spit it in a hurry, the tip of my tongue got numb.
ăAre you okay?! Lucio-samaă
ă*Pe*,*Pe*, I-Iâm okayă
It looked that clean, and didnât smell like anything, but the instant I put it in my mouth it was like poison. I spit it immediately, and *Goshi Goshi* scrub my tongue with my sleeves, but the discomfort strongly remained.
I see, looks like it was true that drinking this is impossible.
If itâs like that, I took out a small cup from my pocket.
I scooped water, and placed my palm on top of it.
ăDistillationă
I casted magic to the cupâs water. A light coated the cup, and *KopoKopo* the water seemed to boil.
After a while, it subsides.
ăIt should be alright with thisâŠâŠă
If the magic had an effect, it shouldâve become ăDrinkableă water.
Distillation. Removing the impurities from a liquid, a magic that makes it purified water.
It is probably the opposite version of distillation, a magic that removes the impurities and make it pure water.
Thatâs why this should be drinkableâŠâŠprobably, but the one earlier also had no smell on it so itâs a little scary.
While I was hesitating, Sylvia took it.
And *Gui*, she drank it at once.
ăSylvia?! What are you doingă
Surprised with Sylvia who suddenly did that, and looked what happens.
After a while, *Nicori*, she smiles and looked at me.
ăâŠâŠIt was okay, itâs deliciousă
ăHey hey, is it really okay?ă
ăYes!ă
Sylvia returned the cup to me.
I scooped water one more time, cast Distillation to it again, and this time drank it myself.
As Sylvia said, the water became drinkable properly. It was pure water that has no taste.
With Distillation, I confirmed that the water here can be purified with magic.
With thisâŠâŠI could do a trade.
Itâs not like there are no water, itâs an area there has plenty of undrinkable water.
With this magic, I thought that it would be a good trade.
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