The Magus of Genesis

"Hey, why do I have to do this?

"Well, don't say that"

It's a corner, so let's give it a try.

When he gathered all the students and handed out the tree chops, it was Tia who leaked his grievances first.

"It has nothing to do with my research theme, and I shouldn't be doing this with Rufu and my teacher."

"I don't... I don't. Write down a lot of letters, and if you could use magic with that, wouldn't it be convenient to fight?

Ruffle works so hard to get rid of a tier with a blatantly unpleasant expression.

"You stopped doing that, you're a blow with the power of your proud giant!

"Ahhh..."

To the ironically sarcastic tier, Ruffle is silenced.

The two of us are good friends, but I think the relationship has changed a little lately.

Was it because some unreliable ruffle built his confidence that he was always made to cry? I feel Tia has often taken words and actions that push Ruffle aside, and has been acting less frequently together.

"Leave me alone."

Nina was the one who threw that word at me worried about what to say.

"'Cause even if you say it, it's just extra stubborn."

She doesn't seem to be looking around, she looks closely. I don't have a good mouth, or maybe Nina's right...

"More than that, you have to be careful. Over there."

Whispering, Nina turned her gaze to Utah and the water color.

Utah is a straight, serious honor student, and although the water color doesn't know what you're thinking a bit, the research itself is serious. Neither of us has anything to collide with the other students. What the hell is the problem?

If I insist, is it still true that water colour does not specify the research theme?

However, I am well aware that elves are generally temperamental at my pace. I don't think it's much of a rush either...

"Water color, how are you doing?

Nevertheless, it's advice from Nina in the corner. I tried to speak to the water color of carving Wood Jane with a knife.

"Well, well, well."

As always, she returns an elusive reply.

"Doctor, when you normally use magic, you leave when you're done casting spells, don't you? So when does this get out? The moment you finished carving?

But the perception was certain. Sure, if you ask me, that's just a concern.

"... no, maybe that's the moment I tried to use it. Because magic is what you will use. It should be the same when you cast a spell with your mouth."

Even a spell can't be activated on its own as soon as there's some decided complaint and you say it. It activates at the end of the chanting of the spell because something that uses magic intends to use it at that moment.

...... hmm? Conversely, can you keep the spell-called magic without activating it?

"Done!

While I was thinking about it, Utah raised the wooden Jane, scattering the cuttings around it.

"That's fast."

It hasn't been many minutes since I started carving it. And, look at him at hand, I'm convinced. It's a very simple word he carved into the wood. It only said "Ugly".

"Then... right. Try this. Try this."

I handed the dragon embroidery to Utah, which Nina gave me the other day. This would be light and soft, and how it worked wouldn't be so rare.

"Ha. Then...... move!

Utah wields a wooden brief as if it were a cane, pointing to embroidery. Then, as if the embroidery were alive, the cloth rose and walked a few steps straight on the floor.

"... shouldn't you speak up?

Without a heart or a cold voice, the water color penetrates.

"Oh, well."

The current one was made just magical because I spoke to her.

"But if you don't say anything, it's hard to do……."

"Why don't you call me like when you wave your sword?

"I see! The boulder is my brother!

Utaka nods loudly and sets up Ki-Jane. At that moment, his air changed.

Even Ruffle and Tia, who had concentrated on the task of carving the letters, looked back, and the water color opened his eyes wide and stared at Utah.

That's a sign of Sword Ministry with the sword in his hand. The atmosphere when I met a large carnivore was so hectic that even dull I felt tingly, like I had condensed many times.

"Huh."

A small exhalation with little or no feeling, almost no different from the sound of breathing.

Along with that, in a shorter time than blinking, Wood Jane was shaken up and swung down. Moments later, from his hand, Wood Jane bounced off and hit the water-colored forehead he was staring at, trying to eat in.

"Wow! Sorry! Are you all right!?

Fogging the atmosphere earlier as soon as possible, Utah stares at the awkward and water-colored forehead.

"Too cautious, Master of Defense"

He jumped from his water-colored forehead and grabbed Jane, and Nina said in a cold voice.

It's the same pale tone as usual, but unlike the usual just shuddering voice color, I feel like there's something like a thorn that includes it somewhere. It's my counterpart in the same town, so is it tough?

"It's okay. Don't touch it."

Utah's hand stretched out to stroke, the water jumps. He hit and changed from his usual extended tone, he had a sharp voice.

"Oh, yeah... I can't believe Ki-Jane's flying better"

Receiving a wood Jane from Nina, Utah stares at it with a shine.

"Maybe the wording wasn't good. If you write" Move, "there's an image of Woodcut moving."

"I see...... I will try to change it!

Utaka cuts out the letter of Woodjane with a knife and takes a new letter to carve.

"I got it."

Meanwhile, the water color quickly finished the wooden brief and directed it towards the embroidery of the dragon.

Wood Jane disappears from her hands without any foretaste or warning.

I thought, at the next moment, Utaka was grabbing that wooden Jane with one hand with her eyes on her wooden Jane, who flew sharply and pointy like a spear.

"The water skipped the tree, too."

If you hit it, you're not going to get hurt. Take that blow, but Utah laughs with no concern at all and returns the wood to the water color.

Is that on purpose or something?

"I can do it!

"I could do it, too."

While worried about whether to be careful, Ruffle and Tia give a lively voice by shaking WoodJane.

"Eh."

When Ruffle waves Wood Jane toward the embroidery, Wood Jane pops out of her hand and twirls around on the ground.

"What did you write?

"Stay back, please."

I see. However, the embroidered dragon does not dance, it is the wooden Jane who is dancing.

"Then I'm next."

Saying, Tia let go of it all the time as she floated in the air trying to hug Jane as big as her body.

"Ugh."

The falling tree Jane drew an unnatural orbit along the way, striking directly at Ruffle's forehead as if it were a backsword.

"Oh, Tia, surprise me."

"You're not the one who told me to create the magic I use to fight. Besides, there's no pain or itching."

"That's all."

Nevertheless, Tia's entire body is always protected by the power of giants who also crush rocks. Instead of wood, even an iron spear wouldn't hurt that easily. The exchange between the two was also extremely relaxing.

If you think about it like that, even Utah is a sword club, so you won't get hurt about this much, and I wonder if the water color is a joke.

"Hmmm......"

"Lynn, what's wrong?

Speaking of which, if she thought it was somewhat quiet, Lynn was alone in the corner of the classroom, staring at Woojane with a difficult face.

"Look at this."

In the wood Jane she offered, it was largely just carved as a "dragon".

"You're not gonna be a dragon."

No, you can't do that.

I would be quite surprised if such a small tree Jane turned into a dragon on a boulder.

"I'm not. I'm not even moving."

She stared at Ki-jin and shook him or moved him on his desk, but he certainly didn't move alone.

"So... be a dragon."

When Lynn orders that, as soon as possible, Ki-jin jumps out of her hand and moves. I have no idea where the dragon is, but I'm pretty sure he's acting like a creature anyway.

"It's a spell, it works."

The boulder is phosphorus. Different eyelids. This was quite an interesting result.

It's not just an alternative to the spell you put out in your mouth, it's that there are things you can't do or do with the magic you write in your letters.

"Okay, now it's time…… Ah"

Wood Jane flies out of Utah's hand into the gap where I keep my eyes off her.

It punctured the back of the water again.

"... come on, you monkey! Are you doing this on purpose?

At last, the water color was beautiful.