The Magus of Genesis

'This is amazing...!

"Right."

To the words I accidentally leaked, the big man - said D'Arga - laughed happily.

Spreading in front of us is clearly different from our settlements.

The triangular architecture, which is lined up in a number of places, is definitely a guy named Hole-in-Hole.

From there, smoke draws from the shelves, and the figure of a woman carrying earthenware and a man with a bow is scattered.

The population may be in excess of a few dozen or a hundred, even if it is estimated to be small.

It was a splendid settlement on an unabashedly large scale, calling it a village.

If we interact with this village, we will solve the demographic problem at once. My breasts missed expectations.

'We're home!

The villagers are gathering in the voices of D'Arga that roar all over the village.

After all, or naturally, he is the head of this village.

The rest of us have the same physique as the Guys, and the only anomaly is D'Arga.

I was anxious to see what I would do if a big man of this level came out strawberry, I stroked my chest down with relief inside.

"Mormon."

If D'Arga points to Behemoth's meat as he waves, the women will recieve it by returning a roaring reply.

The sight twisted my neck.

"What are you doing, follow me"

'Oh, yeah. I'm going now. "

Thoughts are blocked by D'Arga's voice, and I rush to follow him.

What reached them was the centre of the village, a home built to a large extent.

The house is shallow and dirty, and there is a conical roof on top of it so that it can be covered. There was only a scarcity of what could be called furniture, with some earthenware and straw laid.

'Well, sit down.' Cause I'm gonna let you bring me dinner now. '

Saying, D'Arga hips down on the straw somewhere.

I guess this house fits his big physique.

I was also able to lower my back without being so cramped.

'Still, that was awesome earlier. I can't believe you dropped a big creature like that in one blow.'

It's not that big of a deal.

"Can anyone else do the same?

"There's no way you can do that."

To my question, D'Arga answered with a laugh.

"So you're the only one that's that big and strong."

"Well, that's true."

After all, he is the same 'born wizard' as me and Nina.

It's probably his personal talent, not the kind of technology or academics someone taught him.

'That's what you are, what do you think? You got a lot of talking lizards?

"No, that's just me, too."

To be precise, dragons have the language of dragons. Probably this intelligent creature, so I don't think everyone talks about words.

But I've never met a dragon other than my mother.

At least there aren't a lot of them.

"Hmm."

D'Arga hears from herself and replies without concern.

So, the food was carried.

'Ooh... this is'

I accidentally leaked my admiration.

It was poured into earthenware because it was a soup full of wild grass, mushrooms, and beast meat.

I've never come to this world to see something so firmly 'cooked'.

"Delicious, try it"

'Oh......'

As recommended, I pour the soup into my mouth. Just because my previous life was a cat tongue, it's one thing I'm glad I was born in Red Dragon that eating hot food like this would never burn me.

"Mmmm...... Huh!

I groaned unexpectedly at the taste I felt at the tip of my tongue.

While leaving a crisp toothpick, then a weed without eggs.

The more you chew the dried meat, the more intense the flavor seeps out, and it's strange that it also creates an aroma that your tongue is likely to swallow when paired with pale mushrooms.

And the flavor, the flavor of the soup in which they all blend together.

It is so delicious that it shivers, like nourishment blends in twitching from the tip of the tongue and penetrates to the core of the body. I even felt like I could drink as much of this.

I'm so sorry I brought Guys back to the village.

"You, you look delicious in lizard habits."

D'Arga said thanks to him as he quickly drank the soup and sighed and soaked in the aftertaste.

If you ask me, it sure is. I also feel that there is no entertaining entertainment other than food, but in my previous life I was very pale to something called a meal. Maybe it's because the dragon's tongue performs considerably higher than a human.

'Can you tell me how to make this?

I ask the woman who brought the soup.

But all she had to do was give a confused expression.

I recall the discomfort when I arrived at the village.

'This man, don't you understand the words?

"Oh, well, yes."

Darga shouldn't be the only one who can speak the language.

At least, the men who accompanied him were following orders.

It means I understand the words.

'To women, you didn't teach them the language?

'It's obvious, right?

D'Arga frowned in surprise.

What is this guy talking about?

That's what his expression said.

"What's the point of telling a woman what to say?

I can't help but admire those words without any doubt.

I told myself I had no choice.

I guess that's a sensible decision for this world, for life in this day and age.

'By the way, if you're going to eat that delicious, how about this one?

When she was feeling moist, D'Arga came over with some good scent.

"What's this?

I snort unexpectedly at the strange smell I've never smelled before.

It looks like a fruit, much sweeter than that. But it's also not the same sweetness as sugar confectionery. A richer, deeper fragrance than that.

"Well, have a drink."

Encouraged, I stretch my tongue and lick it slightly with anticipation and anxiety for the unknown.

As soon as I did, lightning pierced my body.

"This, is……………."

The first thing I feel is the aromatic sweetness of the fruit. That's not only the tongue, it blows through the nasal cavity.

And after that moment, the sting irritation burns my throat.

But that wasn't uncomfortable.

Instead, I lean toward the feeling of wanting more.

Her throat became hot and it was like she was getting vitality from the bottom of her belly.

"Is this…… alcohol?"

After I drank all the cups I held at once, I finally realized.

In my last life, I hardly ever liked alcohol. Because I didn't really like the taste of alcohol, and I was so vulnerable to alcohol that if I had a beer or two, my face would turn bright red.

But why don't you say so? I feel the illusion that even breathing out soaking in the aftertaste is comforting. I couldn't enjoy this in my previous life enough to suddenly feel spared.

'You're a boulder, a good drink. Sora, another drink'

'No, it can't be such a treat...'

While I answer that, my gaze sticks to booze.

It's not just that it's delicious. I felt that my body was looking for it.

'Don't hesitate. The amount of booze would be within the man's measure. "

Drinking himself, D'Arga says.

"Well, just one more drink…"

In the end I lost the temptation and took an extra pair.

Needless to say, I didn't have to have just one drink.

"Mmm..."

Bringing my head, I realized for the first time that I was asleep.

"Shit."

When you jump up in a hurry, it's not your usual house, it's inside D'Arga's house.

Fortunately, the memory itself was clear.

I got drunk and couldn't resist drowsiness, and I fell asleep, as Dalga suggested.

There was no sign of the Lord in the house, and I had no choice but to go outside.

"Wow, this is already the time………"

The sun that goes to Aotearoa is already rising high and I find myself asleep until near noon instead of overnight.

Has D'Arga gone hunting yet?

As I said, I can't see a man, and a woman can't speak.

I have no choice, the Eyes will be worried, and I'll let them go home.

And so I come up with something, and I peel off a piece of scales and leave it at D'Arga's house. It stings but hurts enough to pull out a long stretched beard.

Flapping my wings, I dance in the hollow. Fly away and it won't take an hour.

But I didn't know I was that vulnerable to booze.

I think it is weak or nothing after drinking four cups the size of a hug, but I should still say I am weak because I couldn't resist the temptation. But if you think about it, it's classic when it comes to the east and west of the ocean that dragons are vulnerable to alcohol. You should have been more careful.

Is Nina angry? Eye must be worried.

"Sensei!"

Such a swallowing thought blew up in the way Ken changed his blood phase with the wounded Guys.

"Eye, Nina!

"What's wrong?

Obviously, the blood draws a little attention to the fact that it's not just a matter of time.

"I got caught, I got caught!

I had that feeling, like my feet were crumbling apart.