The Magus of Genesis

"I'm here to do it! Come on, give me the food!

"I'm here again."

Nina raised her voice in a frightened voice to the crowd blue that uttered the most opening, as if she were a bandit or something.

"You're so free."

With that said, she begins to thaw the meat of the behemoth she was freezing and preserving. I remove the oil jar from the shelf and heat it with flame, taking care not to cause it to ignite. Tell me something, these two are close.

"Mm-hmm. When the fallout tells you something, you're not very sure!

"You're telling me to call you Nina. I feel bad for falling in human language when it means' inferior '."

When Nina put the Behemoth meat in the oil jar, it sounded cute and the fragrant smell burst into the room. I just want flour if I can, but unfortunately I haven't even found wheat instead of stone molars yet. Well, even fried vegetables are delicious.

"Mm, you did...... but is that such a simple name okay with you?

"It's Yi's. I don't care what your pseudonym is."

There were roughly two magical aversions to dominating creatures with their names.

One is to give it a provisional name and keep a true name secret. Even a simple name with a slight true name, like Nina's, has a tremendous effect, and even if it can be named by speculation, it makes no sense, and you must know that it is absolutely true.

The other is its true opposite. It's about renaming yourself a true name and holding it in your heart. Eye and D'Arga seem to have done so, and I don't know the real name they think either.

Eye said she'd tell me, but she said no from me. I won't be manipulating her, and that's not like the previous elder did, there's no chance she's being bugged. I wanted to reduce the anxiety element as much as I could.

"Yes, I fried it. Don't get burned."

The good thing about red dragons is that there's nothing hot or hot about boiling oil. On the contrary, it is fine to stick your finger in the oil jar. Pass the well-oiled vegan fried behemoth to the herd blue, sandwiched with the leaves of the plant that Nina has created for me.

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!!

The herd ignored my advice and immediately put the fried vegetables into his mouth, and the advice was dull and painful.

"Listen to people, you are…………."

"No, this is how it tastes best to eat"

That's what the herd said to Nina, who could pour water into the wooden cup from the water. I can't empathize with you if you don't even eat magma right now, but I know how you feel.

"I knew there was a lot of delicious food outside the woods."

While striking his tongue drum, the herd blue reached for the second one.

Food is abundant in the woods as well, but supermassive creatures, like Behemoth, are only common in the meadows. That's not true at all when I thought it might be huge enough, but rather it's rather inexpensive with concentrated flavor and toothworthy elasticity. I also know a little bit about the feeling of herd blue coming all the way out of the woods to eat.

"Whoa, you're eating good food. Can I eat, too?

Then the smell caught me, or I heard a scream from outside the window.

"You know, you peek out the window and you're not behaving."

"Hehe, excuse me, Mr. Tsubaki"

Nina's novel is also a breeze that blows where a big man gives himself up and comes around the entrance.

"…… hmm?

Seeing that, the herd blues frowned positively and gave a strange expression.

"Bear monkey, you, shrink?

"Who is it, you great ear length?"

D'Argo points to the herd blue as he cheeks a whole piece of vegetarian fried behemoth in his mouth.

"I don't talk while putting things in my mouth. I don't point to people."

"Oops, sorry"

D'Argo, who shrugs his shoulders at Nina's words, certainly looks just like D'Arga once did.

"Crowd blue, he's D'Argo. He's the son of D'Arga, whom you call a bear monkey."

"Oh. Do you know my father?"

As he reached for the second one, D'Argo nodded as if he was good at it.

"My son... you grow up really fast to be human. Not as good as a bear monkey, but it seems a lot stronger. Evergreen said she wanted to fight again, but she might lose again because of her parents and kids."

Neither me nor Nina accidentally shut up about the words that the flock of blue releases casually as they lick the oil off their fingertips.

"Hmm? What's wrong?

"Hey, isn't Dad no longer able to do that?"

"What do you mean you can't?

"It's about fighting."

D'Argo says, the herd blue stops the pittance and the hand of the meal "What?" and made a loose voice in between.

"What do you mean? You think you can't fight? You lost your arm, too?

"No, no. My dad's a good year, and you've barely been out hunting since you did your hips last year. When I was a kid, I was like a rock, but lately I've been like a dead tree."

To D'Argo's words in a light tone, the herd blue once again said, "What?" He raised his voice.

"Wait... what? Am I wrong about human language? I don't know what you're talking about."

"Bunch of blue."

"Bear monkeys are the best warriors I've ever known. Knock down the biggest evergreen in the elf, and even the strongest purple won't hit your teeth. A dead tree?

"Crowd blue. Already..."

You haven't even received Nina's embarrassing voice, and the crowd blue mouths in confusion.

"Oh. Mr. Crowd Blue, did you want it?

It was that time.

Eye appeared from the back of the room.

"It's been a while. You haven't changed."

The eyes of the herd were wide open.

"You, are... who are you...?

I bite my back teeth off.

"It's an eye. I saw you before... ten years ago, so I became a lot of a grandmother, and you don't know."

Eye doesn't change at all, she's adorable... but on her deeply wrinkled carved face, she smiled.

"Bunch of blue. You should go home now."

"What!? I just got here!?

I guess Nina feels the same way about me. Half-strong, she kicked out the herd blue.

It is painful to be revealed once again the reality of old age, which had been folded slightly.

In the end, there was nothing that could be done to stop the ageing of the eye, or to stretch his life.

The second way the Elves taught me to extend my life was to become a family member of a shadow people living in the desert, sipping blood forever and becoming a monster that could not live in the sun.

The third way is to petrify it with the poison of two lizards living on a continent beyond the sea.

The fourth method was to eat the fruit at the end of the world, but such fruit did not exist.

None of them could immortalize Eye that way, and I flew around the world looking for other ways. Literally, all over the world.

He fought the lizardmen of the east (Lizardman) and was recognized by the Wu, but they were a simple race who only asked for their own flesh, and never even used magic.

I even asked the southern fisherman (Marman) to come through for years to gain trust and develop the magic of healing wounds to divide the flesh. But the effect of immortality, as it is in the Earth's heritage, was not on their flesh.

It was in the giants who lived on the mountain. It was also found on half a horse (Centaur) spreading meadows. Even to the dragons who live in the mountains of the world.

Some welcomed me amicably, and some fled hostilely.

But what we had in common was that we didn't know how to immortalize.

I've been searching, searching, searching, searching for...

And then one day, the eye said it was puffy.

He wants to keep a limited amount of raw with me rather than looking for one possibility at a time in separation like this.

Eye's, first - and perhaps, last of that self.

I decided to listen.

"……… I'm sorry"

Even though the trick of circling her body small and shuddering her is nothing different than when she was ten.

"I'm not gonna get sick."

I gently stroke the white-dyed hair of my eyes.

There are things that magically cannot be done.

I knew that in the worst possible way.