The Magus of Genesis

"That's it, Father!

"Wow... that's horrible"

I accidentally leaked my voice to the sight that spread beneath my eyes as I flew through the sky holding Cruise's little palm. Gathered on a small high hill, fighting the warriors of the village of Hiiro are dozens and hundreds of alien groups.

These were the kids I named Goblin.

"Where the hell did it come from?

Goblins with as long backs as children grow fast and thrive. If I let it go, it will increase in an instant, so if I see it the other way around, I will do something to eliminate it as much as I can. Where the hell did all these people hide that it was impossible to extinct them?

I found the red ponytail I was used to seeing in it and opened my eyes to the goblins sneaking behind it.

"Yuka!"

I'll call her by her name as she hurries and plummets, but she won't make it. A goblin shakes up a thick arm with sharp claws.

"Ah, brother. What?"

Looking up at me flying out of the sky, Yuka rounded up and cut off three looming goblins behind her without even turning around.

"No, the... nothing"

Apparently, my worries were completely useless.

Yuka Kenbe. As a descendant of the Sword Ministry clan, which continues to support the village of Hiiro, and is the only half-elf in it, she seems to have more sublime sword moves that have been pulsationally handed down in its long raw form, with enough arms to be called Sword Saints. As always, it's a move that I just think has eyes on my back as well.

"Ah, Father, look at that one"

Cruse catches up to me as I plummet by myself, pointing at Yuka's back. Ahead, a beast was running through the earth.

He was a bright white furry, tiger-like animal. I can't grasp the proximity well in the distance, but its height would be over two meters compared to the surrounding goblins.

It jumped toward me as it rushed toward me as if it were the wind as I jumped the goblins.

When he welcomes it with open arms, the white tiger changes to the appearance of a blue-haired girl on the brink and hugs me as the momentum holds.

"Good day, Lynn"

"Be a little more surprised, too. Because if I do, there's no tension."

It is the mermaid girl, Lynn, who pointy her lips in dissatisfaction. Even so, there's only a few questions left as to whether I can call her a mermaid right now. Extremely transformative magic, she has changed that figure as if she were breathing, and she has completely lost sight of the mermaid.

Reluctant she doesn't even have a constant age of appearance, today she is taking on the appearance of a teenage girl, but sometimes she is taking on the appearance of a beautiful woman in her twenties, sometimes she is a young girl. He no longer knew who he really was.

…… Nevertheless.

"Well, no matter what you look like, your eyes won't change."

"You can see it because it's the same way of moving."

"You can't go wrong with Lynn's soul."

It is, in turn, the judgment standard of me, Yuka and Kluse. For those of us who have known each other for a long time, it was not very difficult to distinguish Lynn.

Lynn turns to look like a little bird and rides on my shoulder when she comes up with a gloomy, then dissatisfied look.

"But there's no kiri, this. Where did you really come from?

The activity of Yuka and Lynn has left us with no enemies, but the battle does not show any signs of an end. The strong warriors of the village of Hiiro, led by the sword ministry, will not struggle against the little goblins, but there are many anyway. Knock it down or knock it down, it's coming out next.

"I'll look into it."

Cruse kneels and closes his eyes by touching the remains of a fallen goblin on the ground.

"…… over there, there's still a lot of them."

And as soon as I opened my eyes, I stood up and pointed to the other side.

"Okay. Then I'm coming. Can you two ask for everyone else's help?

"Are you all right with just Shisei and Cru?

On his shoulder, Lynn asks with a whimpering voice of the bird figure.

"Either that or I'm more worried about Lynn.... even though you can't use magic."

With the ultimate in transformative magic, Lynn lost all other magical talents at its price. Now she can't make a flame or fly in the sky. Well, I can transform into a fire-breathing dragon or into a bird that dances through the universe, so I don't seem to have much trouble with it.

"If I say that, I can't use magic, brother."

"Yuka doesn't need magic in the first place."

Anyway, Kensei seems to be able to kill even dragons with a single stone sword that just pinches the obsidian. I'm not even worried about fine dust when it comes to Yuka.

"If you really fight, Lynn, I think it's about me and each other"

"…… so?

On the other hand, Lynn is not an expert in battle when she says she can now transform herself into a beast. So I thought maybe I could get hurt, but I'm pretty sure if Yuka is going to push her heartbeat like that.

"Well - I asked for the rest."

When I say so, I dance in the sky with Cruse.

"Ah, that......?

It was only a few minutes after that that that my beloved daughter, flying in the air with my hand, tilted her neck.

"That's crazy. It should be around here………………."

Cruse looks down at the surface, repeatedly closing or opening his eyes with the patsy. She has experienced death once and is possessed of her own body by becoming the only being of her soul...... a so-called rich being.

Thus, the soul of the creature can be felt directly, and its connection can also be used as a curse to determine its position and direction.... but it didn't seem to be as precise.

"Has magic failed?"

What we're flying right now is on a small, tall hill, with seemingly soft grass spreading there's nowhere to hide. No matter how small the goblin is, it shouldn't be small enough to overlook it in such a beautiful place.

"How many are there?

"It's sooo much. It's not supposed to be a hundred or two... is it?

Looking down at the deserted meadow, Cruse tilts his neck firmly. But I understood the situation in reverse.

"I see, you know what?"

The magic of Cruce is extremely high performance, although precision is the least. They can be discovered even at considerable distances, and are not affected by obstacles.

That performance was too good.

"What dwells the red flame, what looks over the heat of life, the eyes of the golden dragon. Let me know the light of life."

cast a spell, as well as my vision dyed blue. And in it, countless red light points overflowed.

- I knew it.

Cruce's magic didn't fail. I just looked out for the goblins hiding in the basement.

Dragon eyes that see heat as red light are like thermography. Unlike the magic of Cruce, the shape of real terrain and apparatus can also be found about its contour. And the appearance of the goblins hiding in the cave could also be clearly found.

As I look at the light, I set up the cane that I had in my hand.

"Magic Missile…………"

Pooh, and at the end of the cane, a little white light lit up at his fingertips.

"x (by) …………………"

It is a flaming but not feverish, little spirits who have only taken out the power of pure destruction.

"1000 (Thousand)"

If you swing your wand around like you draw a semicircle, the light gushes out countless times as if it were a blur and lines up in bands in front of me.

"Let go (SHOT)"

And countless light spheres along with the words of the trigger shot through the exhaustion of the goblins who lived hidden in it as they jumped into an empty little hole on the slope of the hill with their tails drawn.

"Wow, wow! It's your boulder father!

Cruse rejoicing with patsy hands. Its appearance in my sight is as blue stained as the surrounding landscape. That color represented how colder than the goblins who had just died.

There is no longer a youthful appearance that can only be seen in the early teens.

If I had all this power at that time, I wouldn't have made her this physical. Even though I knew it was pointless, I couldn't help but think about it.

"Now let's go home!

Knowing or not how that felt, Cruse shook my hand and smiled.

"Again, you took the liberty of exorcising the demons."

It was Nina, who was waiting for us when the Goblins were destroyed and returned home, with a harsh look on her face.

"Well, it's my job……"

"That's good. But when you go, you're telling me to say something and then go, right? Here, show me your body."

Nina tells me in a sharp tone, and Cruse turns with his arms up.

"Nina, it's okay. Today, Kluse is not even close to the enemy."

"You shut up."

Without distracting herself from her gaze as she said she was pissed off, Nina sighs, making sure that there was not one scratch on her body where Cruse had made about three revolutions.

Cruces, who are physically dead, have little pain. Because of this, he was often injured without realizing it.

If I tell him/her, a firmly anchored soul is harder to die than a normal human being because he/she is injured, but on the contrary, his/her arm will lift and his/her neck will fly, but he/she will not die... but because of this, he/she is a little uncomfortable with getting hurt.

Even though magic can cure wounds, it's the same with me that I don't feel good. I didn't even know Nina cared too much.

"…… I'm sorry. I'll be careful."

Cruse honestly apologizes that way, even though he can't gauge whether or not he can put his hands down any more than he gave him to be hail.

"Fair enough, sister. You don't have to worry so much, your brother will be fine now. In fact, you killed them all without a scratch, didn't you?

Yuka broke in there, and yes, she forgives Nina.

"You're so cowardly, you're so strong."

Lynn joins it.

Arre is the magic I used... magic bullet.

In my battle with Algernon, I deplored my helplessness. The scales that I thought would play any attack were helpless before the magical arrows, and I was helpless and vulnerable when I looked like a person.

That's how I realized it was a magic bullet.

Magic to ensure the killing of enemies. Creating such a thing was a terrible thing to not feel comfortable with, but many times better than exposing your loved ones to danger.

And ironically, my magic powers as a fire dragon were so well suited to its treatment.

"He's like shooting a hundred or a thousand of those grand sorceries at the same time and being a queer. There's nothing to worry about."

Bullets that don't damage anything else, don't let it burn out, move freely and always hit the target. That was exactly magic like the 'demon bullet' passed down to the German folk heritage. Well, we're talking about crossing bullets that always hit places we don't want inherited demon bullets, so we stopped naming them Freikugel because they got too bad luck.

How it was possible to do that was pure force moves, and the magic magic that was created by infusing a huge amount of magic power into a huge magic formation as much as ten meters in diameter, defined by the size of the magic formation, means the twentieth staircase.

There was very little that could be handled, and even if I could use it, I would faint after a single shot.

"... even so... I'm worried. This guy's missing somewhere."

When Nina was dissatisfied, the unspeakable air flowed. It is true that I am missing, but Nina is also too worried to say, even if she wants to. That's the way it is.

"I know how that feels, but I think Dr. Nina is too worried,"

If I thought so, Lynn said it all the time. Nina groans at the same things that keep her clothes off her teeth. I guess I have a feeling I'm worried too much.

"I'm more concerned that Goblin was building a nest than that."

Careful, Yuka changed the subject.

"When I say nest, it's like I just lived in a cave or something. It's not like they dug a hole and made it."

"Ah, what is it? Really?"

Yuka's reaction was like halving relief and disappointment.

I know exactly what that reaction means.

If the Goblins were to build their own nests, they would be even more dangerous external enemies than they are now. But on the other hand, it also opens up the possibility that our relationship with them will improve.

"Totally really..."

I sighed deeply and said.

"You left me something nasty, Algernon."