The Magus of Genesis

"No, I don't think my body has been able to move lately."

Lying in bed, Lynn said so with a bright voice.

"You lied. There's no way you wouldn't notice."

In contrast, Nina's voice color is terribly heavy.

"... Nina, what's the meaning of this?

"Nothing like this."

Sighing deeply, Nina shakes her head with a sinking face.

"… this child's life expectancy is about to run out"

"Such an idiot"

I smiled at the words.

"'Cause Lynn's only about two hundred, right? How much? It's too soon. The life expectancy of a mermaid should be about 500 years."

Utai lived to that extent. Of course, she definitely had quite a long life among mermaids. But there will be no such thing as half of it in the boulder.

"Well... I'm pretty sure Utah jumped through and lived a long life, but still, a mermaid usually lives to be about 400 years old"

After the waterways were developed, many mermaids began to visit the village of Hiiro. Few of them will be taken care of at Nina's clinic. I guess that's the information I bought in the way I said it.

"But that's in the water… talking about mermaids living in the sea."

The shock stuck my breath. I overlooked such a simple thing.

She was always better than anyone. I never thought living on land would be harmful to her.

"No, because... Lynn is so..."

She does have wrinkles around her neck, but otherwise she remains young.

But in the back of my brain, Utah appeared.

She also remained beautiful until shortly before her death. That's what a mermaid is all about.

"No! Look at her hip fin. You're so beautiful."

noticed all the time, I point to Lynn's hip fin. Utah's hip fin was worn out. The old mermaid should also appear on the lower back fin. If that hasn't happened, she must still have a reprieve.

"…… that's why I noticed. Look closely."

But Nina darkened her expression even more.

I stare at Lynn's hip fin to avoid leaking a single wound.

"……… Ah."

And I noticed.

- The numbers don't match.

The mermaid's hip fin grows thicker and bigger, one piece at a time, as if it were an annual wheel. That wasn't enough. There are only a hundred of her fins that should be over two hundred years old, no matter how many times I count them back.

"You... you were just transforming your hip fin."

"……… yeah."

As I noticed, Lynn nodded.

"Well, Dr. Nina doesn't have a delicacy. I can't believe I'm making a young one in front of a guy. This is why the lifeless elves."

"Don't tear it up."

Nina gave up her sigh to Lin, who smiled and said in a mild tone.

"I may be able to live somewhat longer if I go back to the ocean now... but I guess I don't mean to"

"Tortoise! I'm bored that I'm back in the ocean now... and I've lived longer than yuki or water."

… oh. Sure, their lives are short… But to say it was unfortunate is unforgivable. If you put it like that, there was nothing I could do.

"But... then why don't you do what you like more and live? There's a lot of fun, a lot of fun, right? I'm investigating the village."

"Mmm. Give it back? The teacher had a great time. Besides, I'd like to see you if I can meet Eye, who was the teacher's wife."

Unexpectedly, Lynn said that.

I... I left everything to a kid like this, and he was stepping on two legs for crap.

"… Ok. Me too, let's find out at the waist. Help me, will you?

"Of course!

Without giving in, Lynn laughed.

"This is it."

Led by Lynn was a small cave a little away from the village.

"Light."

A ball of light emerges from Lynn's palm, assembled like an ox, reflecting a painting painted on the wall.

"I see... this is..."

I have no idea.

That's the painting, I know. Obviously it would be something that drew some form.

but………

"You're bad."

Yes, it is. I was so bad.

I wasn't very good at painting either... but this is more than that.

A painting of a demon spreading his hands...... or a crashed rocket?

I'm not even sure if it's a creature or not.

"I don't know...... but I think this is a person"

Lynn points to the area under the painting.

"People............ or hey............?

If you ask me, I don't even look like a stick person... like... like I'm doing something.

"I wish there was something else left, but nothing."

The cave itself was narrow and small. It's only about the size of me and Lynn if they give in and fill up, and I know there's nothing left to look for.

It would be helpful if there were at least some letters left, not pictures...

"Right…… there are only stones."

Eyebrow root like trouble, Lynn.

But the whining gave me a great flash.

"That's it!

The fact that the mural remains naturally means that even the wall has remained since that time. The ceilings and floors that accompany it have all remained since that time. If so.

"Soil. Stiff, unshakeable, immobile. Let me give you a name. Dirt dwarf, it's Norm. Show yourself before me!

The ground springs up warped according to my spell and takes the shape of a person like clay.

Eventually it turned into a dwarf about fifty centimeters tall.

"Norm. Tell me. Have you been here long?

When asked in a prayerful way, Norm snorted at me.

"Do you remember the man who drew this?

If you point to the mural and ask, Norm nods again. Me and Lynn looked at each other unexpectedly.

"What the hell kind of person!?

To the question, Norm frowns as troubled. Slightly, he shook his head.

"………… don't know?

To this too, my neck is shaken to the side.

"You can't talk, can you?

When Lynn said that, Norm nodded and showed it again and again.