The Magus of Genesis

And an arrow is released.

The work was so beautifully done that I fell in love with it, but it had a terrifying power.

A shot that even kills dragons.

With that on his shoulder, Red Dragon barked.

Not a scream by anger, not a scream by fear.

That's a warning.

"Run away!

With that screaming, she exhales in flames. The power to burn everything down and destroy it.

The little shadow flew wide behind it.

There's no way I'm going to squeeze the fire dragon flames out of that.

The flame of a bonfire dragon blown in earnest heats the air around him and even melts iron without touching it.

It is not a safe temperature for living things to bathe in.

"Oh."

- But.

The little shadow unleashed an arrow without looking concerned.

Red Dragon spreads his wings wide and takes that blow. The membrane of the wings tore, and she fell into the earth without being able to support the giant.

There are two kinds of exceptions on this earth that can withstand the flames of a fire dragon.

A kind of fire dragon itself is nothing else. The scale blocks any heat, swims in the magma, and does not burn itself to the exhalation.

And the other is the white dragon. The weakest of the dragons, its dragons have scales that block any cold air, though.

That means it's extremely hard to get the heat through.

You won't hold it if you take a direct hit, but you can prevent it if it's about the heat in the aftermath.

Then.

The little figure was wearing exactly those two types of scales.

And the armor of the white dragon scale, and the bow of the red dragon scale.

"……… You're in trouble."

Red Dragon waves his nails as he says such a swallowing thing. It's wielded by giants like mountains, and it's sicker than the wind while it seems to behave badly and loosely. Now, even just hairy earlier, it weighed enough to instantly tear them apart if you capture them.

But it doesn't hit. The archer jumps as if he's not feeling gravity, throwing an arrow as he squeezes his nails. It came off the heart it was after and poked it around his belly.

"Oh, oh..."

Red Dragon glances slightly at the stabbed arrow and smiles bitterly.

Unlike the previous shooting, it wasn't avoided to shelter behind it.

He tried to avoid it, but it was inevitable.

"What's going on..."

You and Red Dragon whine as you spit blood out of your mouth.

The inability to hit a nail is not just to say that the archer is quick. Her movements themselves were a lot dull.

"I see, is this the cause?"

Red Dragon pulled out an arrow that pierced his belly. The cutting-edge of that arrow, wet in plush and blood, is not silver with a steel gloss, but dull green. It was made of scales of dragons living in the woods, also known as poisonous dragons.

Green dragon scales are poisoned even if they are pulled out so that the scales of the red dragon are hot and the scales of the white dragon are cold. It is a poison that also passes through dragons.

Think about it and it's natural. The third of the five colored dragons… I mean, the third strongest creature in the world, what poisons it for? That, of course, is to resist creatures stronger than themselves. To kill the Thunder Dragon and the Fire Dragon.

And that's not limited to green dragons.

The wing membrane was corroded by black dragon arrows, and she no longer lost her ability to fly.

The blue dragon arrow stabbed on her shoulder blunts that movement with a faint thunderbolt in her body.

It's not just white and red. The archer had challenged all the dragon species in the world as his weapon.

"Run away!

Again, Red Dragon screams. Running away, but worried to ask her about the white dragon.

But that wasn't the word to protect the white dragon from the shooter.

Words to protect you from your attacks.

"Brilliant, little one. You've done a great job of beating me."

Red Dragon even smiles and tells him so.

"But I won't let you go to her."

Its entire body was engulfed in flames.

Blood. Fire dragons' blood burns badly. It's a substitute for nitroglycerin and gasoline. He took a bunch of arrows and let the blood flowing from it exhale and burn himself.

If you stick it against your enemies in that state, you no longer have to avoid or prevent it. If we get close, we'll burn it out. It's a pure mass of doom. And there is no creature in this world that can run faster and longer than a fire dragon.

The archer escaped with all his might, but was immediately caught in flames.

"Come on -"

But if you do that, there's no way you're safe with a fire dragon. Even if you don't, you've already got a lot of lethal poison in you.

"After that, I asked for it."

Gently squeal like that.

The proud Red Dragon collapses in flames.

- That's it.

The last time I saw her, she looked like her mother.

I was stupid.

If you want to aim, aim where you left off your realm. You said you had Yuki advised you that, but you barely considered the possibility of being targeted while you were on the move.

Though three of them are still young and young, I didn't know they had anything against four dragons.

Not to mention, I never thought that would have the power to even kill an aging Fire Dragon.

"... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"No, it's not your fault."

The fact that the dream I had through the dragon scale bow was true was quickly proven by the eye, which reached the village of Hiiro in no time.

Fighting a dragon kill aimed at her, my mother stabbed her and lost her life.

I don't know how the hell your mother found out about this situation, but it's not hard to imagine that you've been watching me for a long time. Without her, the eyes would have been shot dead by those archers without any resistance whatsoever.

My mother took everything with her. That dragon scaled bow isn't all made of red dragon scales either. Even if the scale remains burnt, it will no longer retain its shape as a bow. If we don't make the same thing later, there shouldn't be such a tragedy.

…… no.

Tragedy, that's a mistake. This is simply something that should have happened.

I gave people the power to fight dragons, and people took it against dragons.

I mean, this is what I deserve.

It never occurred to me that that power could be directed at me… my loved ones.

He was proud that even if it was pointed at him, it would be okay.

"Nothing, it's not your fault either."

You don't see me, Nina gives me a word of comfort.

"It was Phee who made the bow, and it wasn't a human who brushed that arm. You just scaled it, you didn't do anything."

I laughed bitterly at her words.

"And whether it's your fault or not, it won't be depressing."

With Bassin and his back slapped hard, his feelings finally shunned just a little.

"…… n. Right."

If you have a problem, you have to fix it.

I bet I've been doing that ever since.

"Thank you. Thank you, Nina."

"Mm."

Not so, but with a look filled with kindness, Nina nods.

- Although.

The opportunity, however, was not given to me.

That day.

The land of Masiro has vanished.