The Magus of Genesis

"The king will wait here. … without the crude phase"

"Yes, thank you for the guide."

A huge double door opens when I thank the soldiers who put up the spear and stabbed me in the nail.

Between the pristine yet majestic sight of stone. I breathed unexpectedly in its beauty.

A red carpet showing nobility is laid on the floor, with speared soldiers sloping to the left and right.

And on the deepest throne, the king sat down.

Against a giant throne its body is surprisingly small. But the amateur also found that he was well trained and full of strength. He looks down on us with a majestic, obnoxious look.

"It is a great honor to forgive you, my lord."

"... you guys, back off"

On their knees, the soldiers answered briefly and left between discipline and gaze.

Really brilliant control.

"What the hell did you do this time?"

"Ha. Before I explain that, can I ask you one thing?"

"Uhm. Forgive"

To the king who nods to Eagle Deep, I rise and turn my neck around.

"... this way of talking is so stiff on my shoulders that I'm not used to it, can I stop?

"I'm used to it. Say..."

The king answers without blaming me for such an unscrupulous attitude.

"Lynn seems like it's time for the limit, and let's do that, Doctor"

The Lizardman's king - Sig - laughed with the same expression as he remembered.

"Because Sig is so weird with words, and yet it's an atmosphere I shouldn't laugh at, and I've been so patient!? I think I did my best! When I was a kid, I would've definitely pointed and laughed."

"Right, that's what you were. Well, I guess that means we grew up together."

I moved the place from the moment I saw it to the guest room, and Sig said so with dismay but happiness to Lin, who stood still. Meanwhile, Sig's wife, Mr. Hono, made me some tea. Well done wife as always...... this tea is so delicious. I can't say enough about the slight sweetness and exquisite bitterness... I'll have them teach me how to make it later.

"But we met before, when Yuki died… it's been almost a hundred years."

"It's a little far from the boulder here. I've been seeing Luca and Purple for a while, but they're both fine."

Sig whining emotionally.

In those centuries, the lives of the lizards (Lizardmans) have changed considerably.

Living in mountain-skinned caves, they set up stone dwellings, handled weapons and created a strict class system. And it was Sig who taught them those knowledge, and put together a multitude of tribes, and became king.

"Yuki?"

Reacting to a name very similar to his own, Yuka gave him a good look.

"Wow! Yuki!? Why are you here!?

Sig is seriously surprised to see her face when she hadn't noticed the existence of a small child.

... Well, I'm surprised, I knew it.

"No, I'm not Yuki, I'm Yuka."

Yuka shakes her head without looking particularly distracted.

Both Purple and Luca told me the same thing, and I guess I'm used to it already.

"Yu...... yuka?

"Yeah. Amata's... uh, grandson's, grandson's, kid's...?

Amata's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid's kid

"... Humans are really quick to replace. But I was surprised. You look just like Yuki when we first met."

"I don't know. Do I look that much like you?

"Not at, huh?

He holds Yuka in his lap, and Lynn nods.

But she was the only one of those, and Yuka looked just like Yuki at a young age, so much so that those who knew Yuki could not help but be aware of it without reluctance. If I stretched my shortcut hair a little longer and tied it into two knots, it would be two melons, except for the long ears.

Well, I don't mean remotely. There's a blood connection, so it's not that strange to resemble it. Don't even think about being born once in a while inside the sword department like a big man who still looks like D'Arga.

"What? You came all the way... to surprise me?

"No, Yuka just followed me funny. It's about Lynn."

"Oh, me?

To my words, Lynn blinked her eyes in wonder.

Sure, I brought him here without much explanation, but how do you not know?

"... Now Lynn is studying the magic of turning into a dragon. It didn't go well inside. Sig can be a dragon, not just a wing, right? I was wondering if I could ask you any tricks."

"Is this the dragon?

Explaining instead, Sig stares at Lynn with a strange look.

"Hmm... I see."

And I often stared at her and nodded,

"Doctor, this guy can't be a dragon."

In short, that's what I said.

"Why not?"

I didn't care at all when I was young, but to the headless denial that followed, Lynn gave the boulder a annoying look.

"Right...... there are a lot of reasons. For example, I was able to turn my arm into a wing in the first place because it was the same thing in the first place. Is it called a homologous organ? Like this."

"Right."

Those words, I just said them once in some fold, but I remember them well, and I nod.

"Once upon a time, my teacher said we were six-legged people. Even with the same six legs, I think there are two kinds of skeletons. With four-legged ni arms like Luca and four-legged arms like us. So to speak, mermaids have four-legged ni arms with waist fins and tails on their lower body. The dragon has a foreleg and winged ni leg four arms on his upper body, far from transforming"

To that logical explanation, I wrapped my inner tongue around it. If he hadn't been something of a king, he'd want to scout to school right now as a teacher.

"But Sig. I can transform from a six-legged dragon into a four-legged person in the first place. Doesn't that have much to do with the area?

"Except in the case of teachers. The teacher is both a dragon and a person in the first place, isn't he? I'm just switching rather than transforming...... but well, sure, that's probably not a big deal there. I don't think it's the only reason why it's so difficult."

Then why?

"It's a simple story. Lynn lacks what she needs most to use magic."

Sig replied, as if to read my thoughts like that.

"You - you don't want to be a dragon"

"What, why?

It's like, "How did you figure that out? Instead of" why "," why are you saying that? "Why?"

"You're unconscious.... Then I ask you, why do you want to be a dragon in the first place?"

Sigg asks as he sighs at Lynn's condition.

"Why... the dragon is strong."

"Right. Sure, dragons are strong. But that's because dragons are dragons. Not because you look like a dragon."

Hilarious, Sig glanced at me.

Indeed, as he puts it, what most fundamentally supports my strength is the power of that magic. With the exception of braces, there is no difference between other magic being used in a person's appearance or in a dragon's appearance as much as the size of the output.

If Lynn could become a dragon, she wouldn't have the mighty magic.

"But... it's big and powerful."

Lynn answers, as if to explain.

That is certainly true.

It would be true that in this world the strength of the force is not determined by muscle strength.

But it's not entirely irrelevant.

There are no creatures, small or strong, that are big but weak.

…… but.

"You don't have to be a dragon if you just want to be strong. You can keep getting bigger... you might not even need to get bigger"

Sig is right. The principle that greater stature will require greater force to move it remains unchanged in this world. If we can do the same thing, it's stronger to stay smaller than to get bigger.

"I turned my arm into a wing because it can fly faster and higher. Because it was convenient to deal with a lizard man (Lizardman) who could only make a leap. Even if you don't have wings, you can fly in the sky with that big hip fin. Even if you can't blow the fire, you can magically flame it out."

One by one, the sigs line up as if to crush the reason.

"Then why do you want to be a dragon?

"It... is..."

Lynn couldn't answer that.

"I mean, is this what you mean? Lynn can't be a dragon because that's the hard part. And more than that, because I don't have a reason to just overcome that difficulty"

But... that sounds like Lynn's lack of enthusiasm to me.

"You didn't say that."

You guessed my thoughts, Sig sighed deeply.

"You're the teacher who taught me that I have to take steps and work hard to make things difficult, right? In order to move forward step by step, the destination must be clear. I don't know what you want to be a dragon for... I'm telling you to look right at what you want first"

"What... do you want?"

Lynn puts her hand on her chest to hold her back and rebuts Sig's words.

"It's like Sig knows what Lynn wants."

"Ha. Stop joking."

When I said, Sig put his hand on the head of his former bad friend and laughed.

"I never knew what he had in mind for a long time, so I couldn't help it."