Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

After one paragraph, Gordon got completely round.

"I see, Mr. Abel says he's having a hard time carrying balm birds! Absolutely, leave it to me! Help! Of course, I wouldn't say anything about sharing! I don't care if we gather some more personnel..."

It is this attitude by striking and changing from when we meet.

I just wanted Gordon and Mordon to go somewhere, but I'd appreciate it if you said you'd carry a balm bird.

As far as what's going on now, I can't imagine the Gordon brothers coming at the blade.

Do exactly what you say. If that's the case, we could also throw round the handover of the Warcraft to Gaston and the taking of the reward.

"... Well, if that's the case, I'll ask you to help me"

Meir stuck perfectly next to me, gripping her sleeve.

When I hear my reply to Gordon, he peeks anxiously into my face.

I guess you care that they said it was useless.

That was the word that was uttered to me earlier, but it was also something that Meir cared about.

It's obvious she was stabbing me.

"If you're so strong, it's enough to be alone in this forest... That magic would make it easier for Balm Birds to drop it..."

Quickly Mordon asked me where I didn't want him to dig too deep.

Mere shook her body over her shoulder.

"No, I need a little physical difficulty and no escort..."

"You're a bakka, I'm not asking you anything wild. You can tell by that sense of distance, I'm your lover. I knew it at first sight."

Block my voice and Gordon taps Mordon's head lightly.

What are you talking about, you incontinent bastard?

"No, that's not what I'm saying..."

"No, no, I'm sorry, Mr. Abel. He's really dull..."

"So..."

I was just trying to argue with you, and I noticed that Meir's tremor next door had stopped.

"Meh, Meh... lover... Abel and... eh, eh..."

Meir had dyed her face bright red and slackened her licence.

... for now, shall we leave it like this?

It's better to include a follow up on what Brother Gordon told you when you don't have an extra third party.

"But even the four of us look a little tight on this. Mr. Abel, once we get my brother to the city of Romane, let's get people together."

With too many people, rumors tend to leak.

As far as I'm concerned, I want to avoid that.

I don't want to feel like a pain in the ass like I did when I hunted The Head Eater Evil anymore.

I find it oddly stressful to be able to turn a caged gaze of malice from a large crowd, partly because I lived muddy in a Marlen settlement full of people inside me.

I want to leave it to Gaston, whose heart is going to be swollen.

I'll count the number of balm birds again, wondering if there's any way to hold back the numbers.

Even the four of us are fine by weight, but the song is too big. I can't hold it with my hands.

With your hands, you can't hold it...? No, can we eight Gordon's hands with biomagic?

It's going to be a little harsh looking, but if you operate before you go into the city and remove it after it's done, there shouldn't be a problem.

If a third party sees you, you may be executed as a demon through a violation of the ordinance.

"Duh, what's up, Mr. Abel? Something scared of my eyes... is there something on my shoulder?

There's nothing on right now.

I was just thinking about putting it on.

Well, you don't have to increase your hand, you just need to increase the number of songs you can carry per person.

It doesn't matter.

"Wait a minute, I'll build a handheld car"

I sharpened the wooden surface with a wooden carving knife and carved a blueprint there.

Tools for carrying balm birds, I want to build autoem trolleys.

It assumes a shape with four wheels on a large wooden box.

Unlike near the Marlen settlement though, trees around here are not very good at magic conduction.

It seems difficult to let magic flow and carry you...

It doesn't mean you'll never be able to, but it's too costly and laborious. I don't even have enough ingredients in my hand right now.

So this time it will only be operated as a hand held car.

There are nearly twenty balm birds.

I want to make three because I have a design that I can stack on an autoem trolley without having to do it up to seven.

Balm birds are about one turn bigger than chickens. Seven wings make it around twenty kilograms.

This can be carried adequately by every human being. I can't, though.

Give Gordon instructions to cut down the tree with an axe, and I'll shape it with a wooden carving knife.

Once the wooden parts are assembled, the next step is to make a spiral and wheel to assemble this.

I put my hand on the ground and cast a spell.

"ত ু র প ু ন (smell it)"

Place the cane with the opposite hand and hit the back of the hand placed on the ground.

There are many types of elements in the earth.

Iron and aluminum are at the forefront.

It takes a little time and delicate control, but the necessary ingredients can be extracted and the Spirit combined to produce tight Magi metal.

Unlike Hidim Magimetal, which is built using airborne ingredients, this one has the advantage of not collapsing for a long time due to its strong bonding with the original ingredients.

I can keep my current traits for at least a week.

It cannot be produced in mass like Hidim Magimetal, and it is difficult to make it have unusual properties because the underlying is normal metal and less magical intervention, but this is useful now.

I smell tight Magi metal from the soil while changing places several times, building nails and wheels to go.

Finally, I prepared two small hammers made of whole tight magi metal.

Now the ingredients are ready.

"Then can I have it assembled later?

Point the hammer at the Gordon brothers.

The two received a hammer silently and began to play with their fingers and tap the tree to see how well they performed.

I don't want you to feel safe because I didn't make it so easy to break.

If only we could put in the right amount of power, we should be able to smash it with one of these, even the Everhide prized Zeschum's floating fortresses. It would be a pretty authentic task, though.

"Oh, because the blueprints are painted on that tree over there"

Callouts were applied with autoem paintings and painted as comprehensibly as possible.

"... you really can do anything"

"Was I fighting with someone like this?"

That's how Gordon shrugged as he rubbed his swollen cheeks against the bread.