Chapter 11

“Anyway, Mother, why have you changed into such an appearance again?”

“Hm? Such an appearance?”

Shamash looked at me, now in human form, and asked.

“What’s wrong with this appearance?”

“Well… Mother usually shines brilliantly, as beautiful as that over there, but now you feel more cute rather than shining.”

“But doesn’t it suit me?”

I grinned and lightly poked my cheeks with two index fingers.

“Oh, it suits you! But it’s so cute! I prefer the brilliant beauty of Mother!”

“But isn’t this good too?”

Since I’ve already transformed into a woman, shouldn’t I enjoy it while I can?

Well, not like I’m planning to get married or have kids. But now, even though they’re not exactly mine, I’ve got seven children. And indirectly, plenty of grandchildren-like beings have appeared too. Plenty. Very plenty. They’ve come into being.

It’s different from when I used to wander alone creating life; now there’s noisy joy, which is nice.

“O Creator Dragon God!!! This good-for-nothing Blue Dragon!!”

“That’s not true! This ignorant Gold one!!!”

Even though taking care of other children is quite tough…

Clearly, a small number… Ah, excluding Black. There were dozens of Black ones from the start.

Anyway, starting with a small number of dragons, their numbers have multiplied significantly, and now hundreds of dragons roam this world.

Therefore, an unimaginable amount of work has been dumped on me as the mediator for these kids.

“Can’t serious matters be resolved through dialogue without needing my intervention? Look, if Thetis and Shamash could resolve things through talking…”

Ah, no. That wouldn’t happen.

Because they made scales by tearing off their own, the kids favor those with similar scale colors.

It’s like how “blood is thicker than water”… well, except that saying about crabs and geese doesn’t really fit here.

Anyway, I’m the only one who can listen impartially to the children’s stories.

So once again, I was troubled by the kids today.

“Mother! It’s about time you returned to your original radiant form! Let the other children see Mother’s shining beauty too!”

“It’s bothersome. Besides, this body is way too big and gets in the way.”

This body is twice as large as Sagar, the biggest among them. Honestly, it’s hard just to sit calmly with this body.

And most importantly, transforming into human form lets me reminisce about the fact that I was once human. Yep.

If humans ever appear someday… It would be nice to be able to live among them.

Ah, but what to do about these horns? Even after transformation, they remain, making things quite troublesome.

“Or… How about you try transforming into this kind of form?”

“Me? Me?”

At my words, Shamash gasped dramatically. Well, is it really that shocking?

“How could I give up this radiant beauty and transform into such a frail-looking form? That’s absurd!”

“Frail-looking? Even in this form, I’m far stronger than you right now.”

Even in human form, the essence of my dragon body remains. My strength hasn’t disappeared.

Honestly, even in this form, I could easily knock Shamash down. That’s the dignity of the strongest being in the world. Heheh.

Hmm… Is it because I look like a child in human form? For some reason, I feel like my mental age is getting younger. Am I imagining things?

“Or, are you worried that your beauty will disappear in this form?”

“My beauty disappearing?! Of course not! I’m beautiful in any form!”

Shamash boasting confidently. Indeed, Shamash’s golden figure radiating light is undeniably beautiful.

I wonder what they’d look like in human form.

“Uh… So, gathering magic power… becoming like Mother…”

After struggling for quite a while, Shamash started glowing faintly and began to transform.

The resulting figure was…

“A golden-haired young maiden, huh.”

A golden-haired young maiden appeared, giggling ohoho! She seemed like someone who’d curl her hair into rolls with a hot iron.

“Huh? Oh, you mean beautiful! Yes!”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

A golden-haired noble lady type. Hmm.

“Hmm… Even in this form, I’m still quite beautiful!”

“Shamash, can you try laughing with an ‘ohoho!’?”

“Eh? Oh, okay. Ohoho-ho-ho!”

It was surprisingly fitting laughter.

A noblewoman vibe. Hmm.

“Ugh… This form of mine is also quite beautiful! Though Mother looks too small and cute.”

“That’s true.”

While I looked like a child, Shamash had transformed into the figure of a high schooler, almost an adult teenager.

Even though I’m older, why this difference exists is beyond me. Really.

“This smaller body seems somewhat useful. You might be able to enter places you normally couldn’t.”

“Yes. It’s surprisingly convenient.”

There’s also the perk of better visual clarity in human form.

To be honest, although dragon forms are majestic, seeing them all the time gets a bit dull. Yep.

Thus, starting with Shamash, it became trendy for the other children to transform into human forms.

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Time continued to flow, and the number of dragon children gradually increased.

Although I worry that this land might become insufficient with so many large dragons, thanks to their basic habit of living in human forms, it’s surprisingly livable.

And through living as humans, something unexpected happened that I hadn’t anticipated.

“Grrrrrrk.”

“Hm? Oh, you’ve come.”

Apparently, the sight of humans greatly stimulated the dinosaurs. Some smaller dinosaurs underwent mutations, evolving into forms closer to humans.

These humanoid dinosaurs—let’s call them Lizardmen for convenience—are surprisingly intelligent creatures.

They know how to use tools and make fire… roughly on par with primitive humans in intelligence.

Lizardmen appearing before humans… Is this part of the Reptilian conspiracy?!

Well, joking aside.

“What brings you here today?”

“Grrrkk. Sssk! Sssk!”

Though they admired the human-transformed dragons and underwent changes, their oral structure wasn’t yet suitable for language, so they could only emit sounds resembling cries.

In its hand was a small flower.

“Hmm, is this for me?”

“Grrruh! Gwup!”

“Thank you.”

I smiled and accepted the flower handed to me by the Lizardman.

A small white flower. Though it was a common little flower found around here, receiving it as a gift made it incredibly joyful.

“Then I should return the favor. What do you wish for?”

“Grrrrk. Gruh!”

The Lizardman handed me something carried with its tail. A broken spear. A shattered stone tool blade made of obsidian was attached to it.

“Hmm, a broken spear, huh. Do you want me to fix it?”

Though it couldn’t speak, the meaning was understood, and the Lizardman nodded slightly.

Whatever happened, this must be something precious to the Lizardman.

I took the spear in my hand. Hmm. What should I do to repair it?

Well, the answer is simple.

Though the systematic concept of magic hasn’t been fully developed yet, fragmentary spells are certainly usable.

The magic I’m using now… is a very simple time-reversal spell.

Even if I taught other dragons, none of them could use it!

Well, since it’s based on my special privilege, it’s perhaps understandable.

The broken spear shaft slowly reattached itself, and the crack gradually disappeared. Not long after, the spear was restored without a trace of damage.

And as an extra bonus: I cast a time-freeze spell on it to ensure it won’t break again.

“Here you go. It won’t break again. Please treasure it.”

“Grrruk! Gruff! Gruff!”

The Lizardman was extremely delighted. Seeing such pure joy makes me happy too.

Compared to the dragon children whose temperaments have recently worsened, this is much better. Absolutely.

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The Lizardmen’s treasure. The ancient obsidian spear was a divine treasure gifted by the Creator Dragon God to the ancestors of the Lizardmen.

According to legend, the ancestor of the Lizardmen offered a white flower to the Creator Dragon God and received the enchanted obsidian spear.

Thanks to this enchantment, the obsidian spear never loses its edge and its shaft cannot be broken by any attack.

Opinions vary on what exact magic the Creator Dragon God placed on the spear. Some say it’s a simple reinforcement spell, others claim it’s an abnormal effect derived from primordial magic. Rumors suggest that even dragons, the originators of magic, cannot comprehend this enchantment.

The ancient obsidian spear continues to be passed down and remains a treasure of the Lizardmen race, inherited by every representative and chief of the Lizardmen tribe.

– Encyclopedia of Legendary Weapons.