Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

The next day, I went with Gisele to the sheikh's mansion.

It's not like I'm uncomfortable asking the chief to be my master.

I'm not very familiar with the chief, and honestly, I'm not.

Still, as a master of witchcraft, there would be no more qualified than a chief in this settlement.

Instruction would be pretty tough, but I came with Don about it.

I just tried to get inside a fence made of wood, and a voice is thrown from behind me.

"Oh, my God, isn't that Abel the Otem madman? What the hell is going on? I can't believe you're coming to my mansion."

Turn your face to the Lord of Voices and a Marlen girl of my age stood.

A sharp red eye with a strong temper is pointed at me.

Both arms assembled in front of her chest seemed to reflect her confident temperament personality.

Voluptuous long hair bound just ahead is stirred by the wind and shakes invincibly.

It's Philo, the chief's granddaughter.

The annoying guy found me.

"So, withdraw it! I'm not an autem freak right now! It's worth your persuasion and I don't make more than two oatems a day these days! Even for me properly! That's right, come on!

No, that means you've been an autem maniac until before when you returned the back.

You, were you looking at me that way?

Your brother's a little shocked.

"That's what I call an autem maniac."

Philo said with a waking eye.

"Don't worry. Because I'm not coming to see you at all."

"Become!? Beh, I don't expect that, and I don't even want it! I mean, that's not what I meant! Don't be weird!

Philo crimson his face and summons so.

He unties the arm he was putting together and pokes his index finger at me.

Kids can be easy to tease.

"So, more or less, I know Abel is a pervert who's only excited about Autem! I don't know what to do with that!

Shall I beat him up?

What, is that how I'm seen?

Who is it, you big dumb-ass who sprayed such a hell of a lot of lies?

I'm here to see your grandfather.

"Don't call me mildly about my grandfather, Autemfreak! Call me chief!

"It's okay, because I'm going to call you that properly in front of your grandfather"

The Marlen people have hard words for their flesh parents as well, so their breath is going to get stuck.

I want to feel lighter, as much as when kids talk to each other.

"Oh, don't you call me Grandfather! Oh, my God, what are you doing? Bo, I'm not even willing to be your daughter-in-law! I don't like you at all!

"That's not what I meant! Because I just made it seem like a way to call it and be sarcastic!

Because I have trouble reacting, I would like you to stop reading weird in-depth.

Enough, in front of Philo, let's call him the chief.

Talking to Philo makes me really tired.

"That's why I'm meeting the chief."

"Hum, man, you don't know what you're up to. Well, fine, it's nothing. I'm not interested in what Abel wants to do, either. At best, be careful not to have a coarse phase."

I gently drive Sissi and Philo away with my hands as I turn my face toward the mansion.

Then when I start walking, somehow I hear footsteps for three.

Looking back, he was following me exactly as far as Philo.

"... Philo, it's none of your business"

"Come on! I'm just trying to get home! Oh, my God, those eyes! Stop saying that like I'm trying to tell you about Abel! Look, this is it! It's my house! Whenever I go home, I'll be free!

I'm not a bad guy, I don't know what to say......

Nevertheless, I have rarely met the chief face-to-face.

Maybe it's easier to talk about it with Philo.

If you're here, you won't have to force me to get rid of you for a reason.

No, if you're going somewhere, I've never been over it.

Enter the mansion.

At the doorstep, I met Philo's mother face-to-face.

After a brief greeting, tell the chief that you want to see him.

"Go ahead. The chief is supposed to be free today. Yes, because of that, Philo, show him around."

"Do you have me, Mother? Ma, well, you can't help it. Does this flow make it so? I can't help it, I really don't like it, but I'll show you around. I really don't like it though."

Philo pinches his sigh and then says deliberately.

"I apologize for the hassle, Dear Philo. Thank you for your guidance."

I change my attitude, I say that and I bow my head.

"Hey, things are going crazy..."

When I put adults in front of me, I decide to be consistent with this attitude.

It's better this way.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Abel. Philo, don't be honest. This kid, the root is a good kid, so he said he'd keep you company..."

"Mother!

Philo blushes his cheeks and absurds his voice as he eats his teeth all the time.

Dull and laughing, Philo's mother left for another room.

Philo really coughs up and walks out.

"Look, look! What are you standing there for?

Walk the hallway ahead of Philo and aim for the back room where the chief is.

I remember the chief was a pretty bigoted person.

I was going to take just an appointment today and go home, but to see where I was well guided, I don't think I need that.

Just because you're a chief, hunting goes by something young.

There have been no major incidents here lately either. I guess I'm not very busy either.

Besides, this is a seven-year-old.

This isn't such a massive settlement, or maybe it feels like my relatives grandchildren came to see me.

"Damn, my mother is light. Well, you have me on. I want you to thank me for taking the time to accompany you. I don't know what you want from my grandfather, but don't copy me like you're gonna smash my face, okay? If you're rude, I'll knock you out, you know that?

Philo looks back at this one and says in a quick tone, putting his face right back in front of him again.

You, I thought you were just leaving, and that's what I'm gonna tell you.

Well, let's not put in the wild scratch.

Even chiefs are human beings.

If you put your own grandson in front of you, your attitude may soften somewhat.

Negatively, it wouldn't work that way.