The Magus of Genesis

Episode 25 Foreign Enemy/Foreign Enemy

Zombie powder.

It was used in a folk faith called Voodoo, a drug that is real on Earth.

It is a medicine made with several poisons, using tetrodotoxin from fugue poison as the main ingredient, which, if appropriate, puts humans in a state of temporary death. I've got it in my previous life, too. Of course, I didn't actually try it.

on Earth. That was just poison until I got tired of it. Depending on the amount you use, you do get a state of temporary death, and you're lucky - no, you're unlucky, right? Some of the frontal lobes may happen to be destroyed in the process and may look like zombies. That's about it.

It's not the kind of medicine that makes a human being another being, let alone the effect of life extension. But in this world. If it was this world where magic existed, it wasn't.

'I mean, that's what happens when you increase your life expectancy by breathing tree life into a flesh that's put into a state of temporary death, isn't it?

'... Probably, I think so'

To sum up the story I heard from the guide elf, apparently that's what happened.

'Can't you just breathe in the life of a tree without using this medicine?

'I can't. I can't do this unless you give me this medicine.'

I guess I've actually tried that before. I assure you.

'In short, isn't that killing what you call your original life… even with your soul?

When I said that, it seems the elves hadn't even thought about it, and it was decent.

As far as I'm concerned, he doesn't do it with reason or principle either, he just seems to understand by the rules of thumb that "this is how this happens".

"Soul? Is there a soul in livestock?

It was not contempt, it was the voice of pure doubt.

There is no point in using zombie powder on the elves themselves, who are originally long-lived.

That's what they use for livestock, like goats and cattle.

Then they say they can take milk for far longer than they normally do.

It seems like a terrible treatment, but in retrospect, even we didn't make a big difference in our previous lives.

Loving animals like dogs and cats were also castrated, and fertility surgery was commonplace. Castrated males were told that their personalities would calm down, and it was assumed that fertility surgery could avoid unwanted pregnancies, even the trend was that it was natural to perform surgery because they were rather loving and moderate owners.

It may have been positive from our human society, but from the animals of the day, it wouldn't have happened.

And we don't actually make it livestock, but humans are the same category for the elves. I didn't mean to offend you for trying to use that on an eye, I just recommended it because a dragon who is equal to ourselves wants to keep the pet we have alive for a long time.

"Thank you. I'll ask the elders another way."

He said he knows a few ways to extend his life.

I guess that doesn't mean it's just one thing.

Besides, I still care about Nina.

We decided to say goodbye to our guide elf and return to the elder sinus.

As I walked in the woods, suddenly, I heard a knock on Conn and something.

Something hard sounds like crashing into each other. But I don't even think that sounds like that in a forest with only trees, leaves and grass.

Moving on because of my mind, I heard a gong louder than earlier.

It sounds like it's ringing pretty close, but I don't know where it's ringing when I look around.

"Doctor, what's wrong?

"No, can't you hear anything weird from earlier?

"Weird sound......... is that it? I don't hear anything."

An eye looks up suspicious about how I am, but it doesn't sound to her or to D'Arga.

On the side of me twisting my neck, a fist-sized stone hits me and makes a golly noise.

"There it is."

If I turned my gaze in the direction of the stone flying, I had a crowd of expressions and eyes that even said 'I did it'. Is this who the sound is?

'Oh, you finally realized, you lizard!

He apparently threw a few stones at me and was trying to make me realize. But the dragon scales were too hard, and I never even noticed no damage on pebbles or so. Even the one with the big fist didn't hurt when I found out it hit me.

"-!"

As I glanced at him, the flock of blue hurriedly honored me.

"Like what?

"Are you guys willing to go to the elders?

Speaking of which, he has definitely interrupted his way to the elders.

Seeing Nina gone, are you going to go out and exercise your strengths?

'I'm going to, shouldn't I?

Stick your neck out all the time and I'll look awesome.

I see, this is how D'Arga felt when we first met, I thought.

The person is more frightened than I thought.

Are you going to help me with the fall?

But what the herd had unleashed was an unexpected word.

'Help? Is Nina in such a situation that she has to help?

"Fool! Who calls people names that effortlessly! Call it a fallout!

The herd blue hears my words on the sword screen.

What was there was not contempt or contempt, but seemed worried and caring.

'What do you mean by falling?

I saw the word as an affront to inferiority.

"Whatever that means, nothing, the word would be right"

The herd blues say with a strange expression.

"The branch leaves have fallen and the flowers have fallen. It's about the princess who is sacrificed."

There's no way you know that, I thought.

But you should have noticed.

When Eye came, Nina called her 'sacrifice'.

Having such a word means that the same customs are in the elves as well.

"Elder!"

"I'm here to ask you another way to extend your life... so it doesn't look like it"

As Nina is familiar with the surrounding woods without disclosing a single thing, the elders must also be aware of the conversations that have taken place in the woods. Apparently, it was also the intention of the herd blue to guide me out of the woods that they had bothered to make contact in a roundabout way. Though it was too bad to make sense.

"Nina is a dear friend. Being sacrificed is trouble. '

So I said so honestly, without hiding.

"Then destroy us? Son of the Dragon. '

To the words of the elders, I groan.

'We have many external enemies. The shadow people of the north, the lizards of the east, the giant beasts of the west and the fishermen of the south... so do you dragons. We need sacrifices to survive. "

Then destroy - and so on, I couldn't say very well.

Sacrifice for all. That's not wrong as a survival strategy.

It just so happens that one of them is my friend.

I can't force them to perish for my own ego.

"Then… I will protect"

But.

I couldn't abandon Nina any more.

"I will protect you from the outside enemy. Then you shouldn't have to sacrifice."

The elder frowned in pain.

'I'm glad to feel, but I'm a dragon boy. I can't do that. No matter how much fire dragon you are, you are still too young. That little body, you can't live for a hundred years. Then you won't even be able to beat us, not to protect us. "

You may indeed be right.

But I couldn't admit it.

'I see. Well, that's easy to talk about.'

D'Arga came in abruptly.

You said you could fight us and win. That would prove you can protect him, and even if you don't, you're a menacing external enemy enough. You can offer me sacrifices. "

"To the extent that the fatalist remembers the word, it is enough. The dragons will still have no reason for you to fight us."

That is neither ridiculous nor alarming.

Indeed, there was no way that humans could have fought the elves.

"Give it a try."

D'Arga puts up her fist and laughs invincibly. I haven't even brought a rock sword this time.

'... with a benevolent dragon. Don't kill me. "

When the elder says so, one elf advances.

At the same time countless tree roots crawled out of the neighborhood, tying D'Arga's hands and feet.

Elves are all born wizards. There's no way humans can be enemies.

- But that is if the person is not a wizard.

'I'm talking about protecting them. I didn't kill him. "

said D'Arga as if it were a return of interest. Even I was finally able to follow him with my eyes until he pulled off the roots of the tree and sank his fist into the belly of the elf.

"Come on, who's next?

D'Arga gave him a fierce smile, like a tiger in the dense forest.