Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

I decided to put the world-tree oatem at the avant-garde and retreat to the seemingly unreachable position of roots.

Eberle Bourne stared at me, but he took it right out of his sight.

It seems to be an accumulation of hearts and minds to destroy them from the Autem, as declared.

Numerous black roots stretch out of the ground, mainly Ebel Bourne.

Thick as a marutai it points sharply at the tip to the autem as it twirls like a snake.

Phew, you're obviously wary while you say it's like a toy.

Looks like he's enjoying getting his nose scraped off earlier.

The black roots of Ebel Bourne strike at Autem as they intertwine.

Autem puts it on a piece of paper.

The rear edge of Ebel Bourne is hoisted more and more with each oatem, causing irritability to become dewy.

One of the black roots hits Autem at a slightly slower speed than the others.

Perhaps it was meant to be a feint, assuming you let them avoid it.

Autem dares not to dwell on it, but turns away at high speed.

Doesn't work on automated opponents that only move to the extent that they are incorporated as orders from the original, such as asshole psychological warfare.

It has been introduced to deal with such a palpable feint.

I have trouble getting people to see me.

The roots without momentum are bounced back into unexpected strikes, pulling and tapping the body of Ebel Bourne.

Ebel Bourne's face was distorted. An eye-catching hole stares at the hit area.

Autem pokes that gap and rides to the tip of the black root.

Flexing the roots, then gaining momentum and determining the body hit by a bump to the body.

Just in case it breaks, I'll let the power save a little.

"উ হ ু হ ু! (GOOO!)"

Some of the trees are exposed to the ground as if they were leaning heavily and roots were stretched from the source of the trunk.

For an impact on the body, or all the roots that were out on the ground stand still for a moment.

Although it was a good opportunity for a series of attacks, concerns arose and it was decided to pull back to the original time.

A little, I want to think.

The black roots approach the main body with tremendous momentum as the Autoem takes the time.

He concentrated all the minutes he was turning to attack on his defense.

"Shh, wow! You're going to win with one autoem! That's Abel's carved autoem!

Mere, who watched the battle between Autem and Eberle Bourne seem a little worried, guts posing happy to see Autem's easy-winning mood.

Earlier, Meir looked a little anxious.

The world tree was something I owed Meir and bought, so maybe I was thinking about what I would do in case it broke.

... because within that, you should be able to pay back your money!

"But... that's a little bad"

When I shrugged, Meir shook her shoulder.

"Hey, why? 'Cause, you see, it didn't hit the target at all or anything..."

"Oh no, I don't know if that black tree is slower than I thought... I don't know what to expect. I wonder if it's like that."

"Eh."

Honestly, there was a verse that made Otem cut ahead in anger.

When I thought calmly, I was anxious that it would not be a battle between a tree that the devil fervently raised and possessed and an autem that would only move according to a pre-incorporated directive.

That is also the one-sided way.

Eberle Bourne watched me and Meir interact and was revealing his anger.

Don't look around. I want you to look at more oatems.

You can't afford that much right now. Show me a better place.

"... well, it wouldn't change to see any more. Let's not think about movement or anything like that at this time. We'll analyze the quality later."

I put up my cane and wave it to the oatem.

Switched Autoem's behavior pattern from View Mode to Combat Mode.

After stopping for a moment, Autem jumped backwards to follow the escape and fly away.

"ব ে র ম া ছ ি! (Erase it!)"

Ebel Bourne stretches out two branches mimicking his hand against the autoem floating in the universe.

Seems pretty powerful, feels strong magic.

I guess he was exploring the moment when the autoem showed a gap, dead and crazy.

Just past your alarm.

"Oh, it could suck"

Investigators said the monster has a wind-blowing attack.

Attacks with roots can rotate, but wind opponents are powerless.

It is inevitable to be in the universe.

Using the protruding hand of Ebel Bourne as the starting point, the auspicious wind blows, and the trees fall and the dust dances.

When the earthen smoke cleared, there was no sign of Autem.

"Let it be, of the world tree, that the oatem... of Abel and Meir, of memories..."

Meir gives a clear look and zeroes.

The trees had been swept down by the auspicious wind, but the floating straight line of the oatem was particularly terrible, and the ground below had been beautifully decided.

"ক র া ত! (Did you see that!)"

Ebel Bourne twists her body at me.

"এ ক ে ব া র ে (Absolutely) আ ম ি (My) প া ও য ় া র! (Power!)"

Eberle Bourne was in desperate shape.

I guess I let out the wind with all my might.

"প ু ত ু ল ক ি (puppet doll) য ে ম ন -! (like!)"

"There's room for improvement in the magic team. If we can use simple wind magic, we can avoid it even when we're in the universe..."

Let's use it as a reference for future Magic Formation development.

It gets pretty complicated, but it shouldn't be impossible.

Otem also needs to be quite grumpy to handle it.

Expenditure on development seems a little rusty.

Well, do you think about that again?

"ব হ ন (carry)"

I wave my wand, and soon I'll be nostalgic.

Responding to the spell, a world-tree oatem floats in my hand.

I held it with both arms.

"Ah... he's back"

Mere, who was half crying, squeaks.

Don't worry, it's not particularly scratched.

It's coated with magic when it's working.

When I put the oatem on the ground, Ebel Bourne began to shudder the branches with a mess.

"ম ূ ঢ ়! (Stupid!)"

I also thought I might be able to get the oatem again, but is that enough?

Let's get this over with.

I also hung up worrying that I didn't want Mere to have too much fun.

Eberle Bourne twists the trunk and slaps a branch that mimics his hand to the ground.

The land everywhere is torn apart and new black roots show themselves.

Black roots began to cover the area.

The other guy, too, seems to have stopped sticking to Autem.

"য থ ে ষ ্ ঠ! (Enough!) দ ্ র ু ত (Just now) ম র ণ! (Dead!)"

Black roots stretch out to me and Meir.

"Geez."

Meir lifts the bow she had in her hand and shoots an arrow.

Although I hit the roots, the arrows didn't penetrate.

I put up my cane.

Huge magic formations cover the surrounding area.

Do you want to use a little more magic?

"ম া ট ি (Sat.) ক ্ ষ য ় (Degenerate)"

Light rose from the magic formation and the movement of the black roots stopped.

He was puffy and trembling for about a few seconds, but immediately completely stationary.

"ক ি! (What!) এ ট া ট ে ছ ে! (What happened!)"

They changed the nature of the soil and made it stiff, wrapping it around the roots.

In this way, we can no longer move the roots at all.

Ebel Bourne tries to twist her body, but she couldn't even seem to do that.

"অ ম ্ ভ ব! (Impossible!) আ ম ি (My) ম া ন ব ী য ় (Human) য ে ম ন - (Like) জ া দ ু (To Magic) প ি ছ া (Take Delay) ই য ় া প ড ় া! (Take, etc!)"

Well, this is where it's real from.

After the demon dies, we need to quickly prevent degradation.

How much freshness you can keep is a battle.

I pull the wooden sculpture knife out of the knife cover and approach Ebel Bourne avoiding the roots.

"আ, আ ব ে ন া! (Ku, don't come!)"

Ebel Bourne's palm is pointed at me.

That wind is coming.

I took out my wand with the opposite hand of gripping the knife and swung it to Ebel Bourne.

The output of the wind emitted by Ebel Bourne is generally grasping.

You just have to make him a little stronger than what Eberle Bourne just unleashed against Autem.

"ব া ত া (Wind)"

My floating magic formation glows green and the wind blows from near the tip of my wand.

An arm that was protruding in front of Ebel Bourne was stirred by the wind and broken.

"ম ূ ঢ ়! (Stupid!) আ ম ি (I am) দ ে ব ত া … (To God...)"

Eberle Bourne pulls back his broken branch and takes that cross section in front of him.

Open your mouth wide when you see a painfully broken branch.

But there was no respite for Eberle Bourne to immerse himself in disillusionment, and the wind struck the main body.

"উ হ উ হ ু (ooh) উ হ ু হ ু (ooh) উ হ ু হ ু (ooh) উ হ ু ু (ooh) হ ু হ ু ু ু (ooh) হ ু হ হ ু ু ু (ooh) উ হ ু ু ু (ooh) উ হ হ ু ু ু হ হ ু ু ু (ooh) উ হ ু ু ু ু ু ু ু ু ু ু ু (ooh)!

The leaves of Ebel Bourne are scattered with darkness.

Skin peels off, branches break, trunks flex wide.

After the wind passed, a bald black tree remained.

There is no former dignity in its appearance. Rather, there was a sense of sadness like a dead tree in the middle of winter.

The make-up of the face should not have changed so much to the extent that the skin peeled off a bit.

But somehow, I can't feel the hegemony.

Because of that, I looked much older than I did when I first met him.