Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Around that time, on the other hand, in the Marlen settlement, discussions had taken place in the assembly hall.

It is about the disappearance of an Otem fanatic and other issues that accompany it.

In addition to the Lord of the House, who has a say in the settlement, Abel's father, Zerelut, who is at the heart of every issue in this matter, was also called to this assembly.

The assembly shall be centered around the chief.

A dozen or so were collected.

Norman Calco, who was traditionally absent from the rally in rebellion against the chief, was also on his face on this day.

Norman's cigarette leaf (peep) cultivation, a Calco family business, had stopped working well since one of his sons Noswell's big poka streaks on the exchange market.

Until recently, I fell asleep in that shock.

He had a pile of cigarette leaves (peeps) stock, which had just been turned into rubbish by the sheikh's mercy, exchanged for Demon Ore currency while cheap, and he had just regained his physical condition somehow.

Norman was not in a position to turn down the chief's call.

Besides, it is possible that in the future we will be entrusted with the task of cultivating new cigarette leaves (peeps) that can be advanced in the chieftaincy.

Absent this occasion, there was no reason to undermine the sentiment of the chief.

The ambition to partition settlements instead of the Sheikhs did not disappear.

But now we must be inferior to the House of Chiefs and restore the authority we have lost.

Norman was a calculated, ruthless, mindless man.

He was generally excellent, except for his weak mentality and panic about unexpected events.

Meanwhile, Abel's father, Zerelut, was floating.

Never before has the Berakes been called to a small number of rallies, etc.

Sure, my son broke the colony code, but fortunately Abel has already finished his adult ritual.

Besides, it is a code that has been set up that people who leave the settlements should not be exposed to more or less loco.

Just because I broke it doesn't mean my body is to blame.

It is more of a cigarette leaf (peep) right than that.

The fact that the Calco family had until now had authority close to the chief also stemmed from the fact that they had an almost exclusive right to cigarette leaves (peeps).

Zellerut believed that Abel was more than dazzled by his whereabouts, that cigarette leaf (peep) rights were coming around to himself, his father.

I also think this discussion will probably be about the cigarette leaf (peep) rights, so much so that I couldn't sleep late last night.

My wife and daughter stared at me when I was still twitching all morning.

Zerate is never a bad person.

He had regrets that he might have pushed his thoughts too far for his son's disappearance.

But it was, this was switching with this.

That's what Zerate saw as this rally being a historic big incident for the Berets.

The Marlen tribes, who often marry each other within themselves, tend to become more forceful in their kinship muscles, but for that matter they tend to be exclusive towards complete other houses.

There is also a great bias in power, financial power, and not so many opportunities to overturn this.

Originally, the Berake family was a patchy lineage, and to this day it continued to be seen with color glasses in Abel's eccentricity.

The Cigarette Leaf (Peep) War on the Exchange Market is a miraculous reversal for the Berakes.

I couldn't afford not to twitch anymore.

Zerate is not a bad person. He was just a weak man for power.

I didn't even think that that caged son could go outside and do it well, so there were aspects of it that bracketed the height that he would return within.

But it's not that I haven't regretted it or reflected on it.

That's what I was thinking, trying to make concessions when Abel came back.

Zerate has been attending the chief's mansion here lately.

He was beginning to think that it might be a hand to marry Philo, the chief's granddaughter, without having to force him to marry his sister, Gisele, in time.

Abel's resistance will be thinner there, too.

He will be taken as his son-in-law's adopted son, but if he sells Abel into the Sheikh family, he will also work quite favorably on the cigarette leaf (peep) rights. Become a handful of no pushes.

The biggest obstacle in that case would be Gisele, but he looked lightly that something would be done.

Zerate was on a bit of a beat here lately, as the conversation has been going on for the most part.

There is no limit to a person's greed.

If you can see up there, it's instinct that makes you want to crawl up.

"Hi, my son seems to have bothered me before, sorry"

"... no, no, never mind. It makes sense to have something better out there."

Zerate looked at Norman Calco in the neighbor's seat, and I swore to my heart that I wouldn't fall like this guy.

Norman was completely low on his physical hips, completely losing the dignity he had before.

Norman was Norman, humbled, but in his heart he was burning a flame of anger at the attitude that contained Zerate.

"O people of all. Well done. You responded to my call. There are a few problems… First of all, I must apologize for my inaction."

After everyone had gathered and settled down, the chief opened his mouth.

The assembly center quieted down properly and everyone cleared their ears to the next word.

"Abel's leftover cigarette leaf (peep) cultivation method… is impossible to reproduce. That can only be made for Abel. It was carefully noted that I understood the matter"

properly, two chairs fell.

Zerate put his elbows on the floor and collapsed on the spot.

"Mmm, mmm, Abel..."

In contrast to the sinking gelato, Norman had gained momentum.

"No, no, no!

Norman shouted up and rejoiced.

He climbed up to the less round table of excitement and cut a large cross with his hands to thank the spirit of his ancestors.

The surroundings were dongled by the appearance, but for Norman, such a thing was trivial.

Once again, the Calco family monopolized and the opportunity to regain its authority quickly turned around.

"Unreproducible! Ha-ha-ha! If that's the case, there's no use for me here anymore! Now that Abel and Abel's Cigarette Leaf (Peep) are gone, there's nothing to be scared of! Old man, and the Berakes, look down on me, think I'm expensive!

That's what Norman says and slaps the demon ore bag on his desk that he was carrying with him for the rest of his life.

After a glimpse of the people of the other house, he walked away from the assembly center.

However, the flavor of cigarette leaves (peeps) that I remember once is hard to come off.

Once you smoke cigarette leaves (peeps) from Abel, they are just rotten soil, such as cigarette leaves (peeps) from the Calco family.

Later on, Norman would sit down to the chief and beg forgiveness for his disrespect in the matter, but he doesn't know about it now.

The chief pinches the cough and resumes the conversation with the two disturbed chairs intact.

The elder chief said he tries to make thin cigarette leaves (peeps) and mix them with cigarette leaves (peeps) from Abel for a song boost.

We're slowly changing the formula while we're pulling it off and replacing it with something else.

This would not spare the decline of the cigarette leaves (peeps), but it would spare the confusion in the settlement.

As a chief, my obsession with cigarette leaves (peeps) had already faded at a time when I was able to enhance the circulation of demonic ore coins.

Whether the cigarette leaves (peeps) decline, there is nothing particularly troubling about it.

Rather, there was even a verse that did not think very well of the cigarette leaves (peeps) that forced the lives of individuals and made the difference between rich and poor.

It would be more convenient if it could be erased on this occasion.

"Then I ask you to keep this matter a secret. If it leaks poorly, there won't be a riot. Then, let the Riettas persuade the Calco family. With the cooperation of the Calco family, the development will also proceed smoothly. Besides, as things stand, we can think of a hasty Norman to divulge."

Before you do so, you will probably notice your failure, but be mindful.

Although difficult to handle, the Calco family is an expert in cigarette leaves (peeps). I am also used to cultivation.

I needed to pull in on my people.

"So... Hmm?

The chief looked at the wall.

I felt a strange flow of magic.

"... I'll be right back. Wait a minute."

The chief leaves the assembly center and looks around.

Some signs had already disappeared.

But the soil near the other side of the wall, which I felt magical earlier, was slightly soaked.

It is a sign that he had placed the oatem.

Someone was killing the signs and eavesdropping here.

It was more evidence than anything else.

The chief knew all those who used magic and maturity there in the settlement.

But I don't know anyone who can suppress the signs while letting Otem bug me.

Nor did I know anyone who risked that much and was looking to eavesdrop on the rally.

While feeling disturbed, the chief returned to the assembly center.