The Magus of Genesis

"Was this the hole the teacher vacated!?

A huge cavity, pockingly empty on the mountain walls. Luca rounded her eyes as she looked up at the ceiling.

"Really?

Lynn leans her neck in suspicion somewhere, hard to believe by.

"Yeah. I remember that day very well, too. Even from the Elf Forest, I could clearly see the flames the teacher had unleashed at that time."

Nodding at it, Mr. Purple told me to miss it. Even for them elves, the story of more than 500 years ago is a good one a long time ago.

"Well, I don't doubt it. You're usually a big teacher, but sometimes you're pretty lame."

Follow my back while Sig nibbles at something.

"I miss you."

"No, you didn't have Yuki. Look, just get off."

I tip my nose on my rock skin and lean my neck like a staircase. In my current physique, I had no more bitterness than flying through the sky with all my students on my back.

"So… what form does metal take?"

"The shape, actually, I don't know."

I shook my head as I turned into a person to Nina walking inside the tunnel and asking.

"I don't know... it's a sparkling, unusual stone thing."

"Shiny............?

Nina makes her gaze run all the way into the tunnel.

From the tunnel the sun could not be seen, and it was almost dark inside.

"I don't think so."

"No, don't glow yourself... when you light it, it reflects strongly."

What can I say about metallic gloss?

"Like water?

"Yeah, that could be close."

Lynn gave me a helping boat to worry about.

What a girlfriend it is to be around talking about stones but letting the water out to attract them, but surely the surface of the water that reflects the sparkle and light is a little like the gloss of metal.

"If so… Little day, illuminate us"

When a small light overflowed from Luca's palm and floated in a sphere, it lit up the area like a small sun, as the spell suggests.

"Good stability."

"Eh heh…… Thank you very much."

Praising the light sphere, which continued to emit light without flickering, Luca waved her patter and tail in embarrassment. Keeping the magic output constant is very difficult because it seems easy.

"But it's more scattered than I thought..."

Holes emptied by the red dragon's laser brace become twisted as if on a glass surface. Because it melts everything away. But after five hundred years in the boulder, they collapsed and garbage entered, and the hole was full of rubble.

"Cleaning first."

Mr. Purple wraps his arms around them and creates huge gloves. We all started cleaning in a thoughtful way, signaling that she would pinch up the rock with it.

"Fluffy float... Dong!

With a very unique spell, Lynn floats the rock in the air and throws it toward the entrance.

"Whoa, hey, you're in danger! Watch it, man!

As he complains avoiding the rocks flying over his head, Sig carries each rock in his arms, holding it down with his upper arm. His muscle strength seems to make it easier to carry this amount of rock without using magic.

"Then Luca, this, please!

"Yes."

Next to it, Yuki is cutting large rocks into small pieces with stone swords, and the work is proceeding with the division that Luca carries. It's a really smart way to work together to solve difficulties.

I decided to go back to being a dragon and clean up from the big guy. Even so, the dragon's forefoot is not so good for holding things. Add it with your mouth or sweep it with your tail to remove debris.

Nina was doing the same thing next door, magically. As she waves her arms to scratch through the air, the rubble is drawn out in tandem with the movement. I have no idea what the hell you're doing with what principles, but I knew that even if I asked her, she would get an answer that didn't give me the guidelines.

"Ha, I'm stuck -"

"Hey, don't skip."

Phosphorus, who was flying the rubble with momentum, bursts into the ground as soon as possible to see if he was also severely depleted for that matter. Watch it sideways and watch out for the sig in half.

"Hey, Sig, I don't know if I can do this."

Lynn said that without the wind she cared about, tapping the debris with her pepper tail.

"Round? What do you mean?

To the sig twisting his neck, little by little Lynn points to his wheelchair.

"I see."

You guessed her intentions, Sig nodded and lowered the rock she held.

"Steady things, heavy things, the rocks that are the sons of the earth. Follow my hand and form."

When Sig strokes the rock while casting a spell, it slowly but the rock changes its shape. After a while, it became round as if it were a ball.

"Then put it away!

"So I'm telling you it's dangerous!

As soon as Lynn shouted vigorously and pressed the rock, it rolled momentously through the tunnel as if it were a bowling ball.

"Sig, what's the magic now......?

"What's wrong with you?

"No, I'm not... well thought out, huh?

A hard rock changed its shape as if it were clay.

Instead of teaching me such magic, I never used it or even thought of trying it in the first place. Can magic do that too...

"Because... you just changed shape, didn't you?

Sig answers as confused.

"It's easier than getting fire and water out of nowhere, or flying without wings. The shape of a rock was originally something that would change if you hit it or hit it."

To his answer, I was shocked.

Magic is something strange, something that cannot be explained. Because he had that kind of perception.

Conversely, the perspective of magically reproducing what is possible is completely missing.

"Steady, heavy, and earthy sons and rocks. Follow my hand and change its shape."

Imitate Sig's spell, and I stroke the rock. Rocks crooked as soon as possible, but it was difficult to round them up as nicely as a sig. Is it too powerful or too soft for me to do it? It becomes more like mud close to water than clay.

"Sure, this is hard."

"It doesn't get any softer..."

The other students began to imitate quickly, but Mr. Purple was unable to change shape successfully, and Luca seemed to have no magical effect at all.

"Sig is just around the corner!

"Why do you look so great?"

Sig smiles lightly as he elbows at Lynn, who puts his chest up and proudly says:

"Phew."

Nina was easily stretching out the rocks with both hands, hammering her with a careless bare gesture. It's like udon or soba. I want this genius to weigh in a bit because Sig, who seemed happy at the corner, looks dimpled when he sees it.

and something plumps off of its udony-shaped rock.

"Hey, this isn't it."

What Nina picked up was a red mineral with a distinctly different sheen than the stone.

"Yeah, this is it!

It's chilly when you look at it to your hand, and it's shifty and heavy for its size.

Definitely some kind of metal.

"... Sig, can you change the shape of this too?

When I came up with something, I asked Sig that.

"Fine...... what's your name?

Name. Asked that way, I stop moving with pittance.

"You can't do magic if you don't know the name. Kinzok, are you okay?

"No, just hang in there..."

I hadn't thought about it at all. It doesn't look like it's iron or copper. It's a bright red like a burning flame, with a red color but not at all like a red close to a dull tea of red rust.

Might as well imitate it to hiro wheat or hiro potatoes and give it a different name.

"Hiiro iron...... no. Right, let's call it Hihirokane."

Surprisingly, I decided to name it that way. It is a legendary metal supposedly used in ancient Japan and, above all, it is said to be hard and never rusty. Well, this metal doesn't necessarily have that property, but it would be a good name to attach to red metal.

"Okay. The red, and the strong, and the dusty son of the earth. Follow my hand…………………."

Sig cast a spell that far to separate the words and looked around to get lost.

His eyes capture Yuki sooner than he asks, and strays disappear from his expression like he came up with something.

"Follow my hand, be a sword"

As he said, Sig pinched a chunk of Hiirokane with his finger and stretched it straight out. When you shape yourself as if you were a well-made candy artisan, you stretch the other end round to shape the pattern.

"Much easier to do than a rock."

When I heard Sig say that, I noticed that the material made it difficult to process it differently. Although it was true that the rock had been stroked many times and rounded into balls, Hihirokane almost instantly turned it into a sword.

"Here."

Sig gives Yuki a sword of metal formed integrally from the tip to the pattern.

"That's heavy..."

Back to back with such words, Yuki swung it gently.

Shake it down, cut it up, poke it, pay it.

It's a natural move, as if you were born prepared.

Yuki turns to a nearby rock with a strange look on his face.

"Huh............!

Along with a sharp breath, a flash. The rock was splendidly cut in two.

"Wow, wow! Brother, this is amazing!

Yuki jumps in excitement.

"Um, do you have a minute?

Luca smelled Sung Sung as she put her nose tip closer to Yuki's sword.

"…… that?

And then she tilts her neck.

"What's going on?

"Um, Doctor"

Luca looked up at me with an eyebrow root like she was in trouble, and she said it was hard to say.

"There's quite a bit of this by the school, too."

"What?"

To Luca's words, which I don't even think about, I give an unexpected voice.

"Um, the stone I threw when I decided to chair the committee. That's it."

"Yeah!?

Q. Without metal vessels, how did ancient humans get metal?

A. In ancient times, the ore rolled around there without having to dig it out.

Come to think of it, it was an easy answer.

I somehow thought that metal was something that wouldn't come out unless I dug deep into the mountains. Of course, it was originally produced deep in the ground, but mountains are the land that burst out in the first place. Together, it can be sufficient for minerals to emerge on the surface over a long period of time.

Then why didn't you recognize it that way? It's also easy, because in my time the metals on the surface and in the shallow layers had been removed a long time ago.

However, there is still enough metal on the surface in this world. After that, the students asked me to find them, and enough ore was gathered around the village of Hiiro.