The Magus of Genesis

First of all, it's a must-win.

"Magic Missile by 10,000!

I squeezed all the magic I could give myself and unleashed it all at once. The summoned mass of destruction flies fast towards my great-grandfather as he pulls the tail of a dazzling light as if it were the sun that appeared on earth.

No matter how fast the Fire Dragon can fly, it's not like you can get on top speed instantly, nor does a small circle work. There's no way you can avoid a magical bullet that freely tracks your opponent faster than an arrow, with that giant.

The vision dyed white by the flash settles and the scenery gradually regains color.

And to the sight I saw, I was stunned.

"It itches."

Instead of avoiding it, my grandfather stayed there in his original position. I can't see a scratch in that figure.

Seriously......

I didn't think it was going to be a boulder, but I also didn't think it was a total no damage.

Magic bullets are unwilling spirits of destruction... in other words, a mass of magic. It has been confirmed that a chunk of pure energy, not heat or combustion, penetrates even the scales of a fire dragon.

That means that the reason why my great-grandfather is not injured is very simple.

It meant that his scale-wrapped magic of doing nothing was greater than my magic of squeezing all my strength.

"I can't solve it."

My great-grandfather didn't come at me, but he groaned.

'From what I've seen, that white man is what we seek. Hand it over and it'll be over.'

'That is…… not possible'

Cut off the patrol for just a moment, and I answer.

"You killed your mother because you didn't?

They pointed at the star, and I groaned.

'It's an incredible story, but if it is, I'm convinced of your strange attitude. If it was humans who killed the Lakercemsway Fleur Yeldovjarlinu, we must eradicate them.'

As a matter of course, that's what my great-grandfather says.

'... but. Promises are promises. I swore that if I offered him the white man, he would not kill him. On this scale and on the flames, the covenant cannot be different'

Again, that's what I predicted. Maybe they... maybe from this moment on, but if I give them the eye, they'll keep their word.

"I don't know why you are so small as to change your appearance. I don't know... not that I don't understand it at all. So did your mother. The dragon of the stranger is what stays... but '

He turned his gaze to the eye and asked with a gentle voice.

Why are you sheltering that dragon? Just because it's not a legitimate fault, why are you offering not only people to protect, but even your own lives?

"That, is……………."

I mumbled for a moment.

Eye has certainly done nothing. You can't push sin.

Certainly that is true.

But it is. Give me the yuki. Give me the lynn. Give me Cruse... and Nina. Was it a choice to make until you weighed your precious family?

There was no way. I'm not that fair a person.

What I chose for this path was a more lopsided, shallow, ugly, solitary ego. but more important reasons.

Even if you don't remember me.

Even if you don't love me.

'Cause she's an important person too.'

Because I never liked losing my eyes again.

"… well."

My great-grandfather groaned powerlessly.

"Then. Fight it, you stupid dragon!

He slapped us into an unparalleled sense of real killing.

"Eye! Help me!

"…… Yes!

I desperately suppressed my impulse to escape and stood on my cane with both hands.

"Something that leaks the exhalation of ice, something that wraps around white clothes. What has red eyes, what has a tender heart. Be wise, big lizard, a beautiful ice dragon, purer than anyone else."

That was a long, long time ago.

A move once made by a boy on my back.

"Give me that exhalation. Have that authority and freeze it!

The magic of the eye came into me.

I still can't get one drop out, but that's because the Spirit of Water hates me.

That's a compatibility issue, a story that has absolutely nothing to do with technology or power.

Even if this is a Fire Dragon, there is no such thing as magic itself.

It is pure power, and the nature of the flame is only the way it is constructed when you go outside.

Subject to help...... If Eye would allow it, I could wave it after putting my magic power on there.

A snowstorm blows from the tip of my cane, and ice and snow fill the perimeter.

"Colour... this is-!"

My great-grandfather groaned and tried to emit a flame just like he did when he prevented the arrow earlier. However, there is a cap on the amount of power that can be delivered at a time, no matter how many infinite magical powers a firedragon boasts. Even though this one is immature, it's a two-headed dragon.

Red dragons and white dragons are inherently natural enemies. Fire dragons are vulnerable to cold air and ice dragons to hot air. But because of the difference in stature in the first place, White Dragon can't beat Red Dragon.

But was that really the case originally?

My grandfathers' response was too swallowing and moderate for me to be killed by my mother and intended for revenge.

But suppose it's not revenge.

If we are afraid of being able to kill ourselves, it is because of our actions.

Because I am myself, I know very well. Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're brave in that heart.

No, rather.

He is the strongest being from birth, but therefore they have never met a being capable of harming themselves. There's no way you wouldn't be afraid of something like that.

And fear means...

"Yay... Yay...!

It is proof that it can be reached.

Eye shouted delightfully at his white frozen grandfather.

But I can't afford that much. Exhaling roughly, I kneel.

"Are you okay, Seiko?"

"Okay, okay…."

Unlike the one I've inherited, Eye's magic has already been built into the shape of ice. That's what goes through me, so, well, there's no way it's okay.

But I didn't have time to rest. There are four more Fire Dragons. No wonder you've won around Yuki and Lynn, but there's no way they're all done fighting anymore. We need to help...

At the time I looked around, I heard a chirp.

"Simply imitate"

A creaking voice can be heard from behind.

"But"

Ice evaporates, the sound of a carpet.

"I thought you could win, etc.... Seriously, you thought?

A neat blue dragon, caught in the arms of a fire dragon, is thrown down by the earth and raises the water column.

A huge rocky mountain with countless holes collapses in tears.

The place where the vast forest was supposed to be spreading was a whole lot of burning and giving you black smoke.

Then.

Yuki's swinging stone sword.

Shaken by the swordmen without decay for more than a thousand years, the sword, which has slaughtered all enemies, was shattered and scattered.