Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

"প ি শ া চ (O devil) শ া ন ্ ত ি (rest in peace)"

I wave my wand to Ibel Bourne, who is quiet.

The sphere of light flies straight and blends into the trunk of Eberle Bourne.

From Ebel Bourne's mouth, something like a black jaw blows out.

This is the body of the devil.

Normally it doesn't make it easy to kick him out, but I guess Ebel Bourne was already, like, a lot of limitations.

The black jaws were weak and it was clear that there was already little power left.

Blackie flies away like she's running from me.

... I mean, you're running away completely, that.

The black jaws diffuse more and more and fade away making sure they are mixed with the atmosphere.

The devil is said to be a collection of spirits, and the spirits are embodied by ideas caged in living, lifeless, and land.

Often the devil is paranoid, it must also be its remnants.

"What have you done now?

Meir walks up to my side.

"I scattered demons and sent them back to the Spirit. I used to specialize in these kinds of settlements."

The Marlens had the idea that the spirits of their ancestors were turning into spirits and empowering themselves, their descendants.

Many rituals in settlements are also organized around the idea.

For this reason, I have a deep understanding of witchcraft against spirits and demons.

I still feel slightly of Eberle Bourne's will, but it should disappear completely soon.

The Spirit itself does not have the power to keep memories.

It drifts through the universe and only moves according to spiritual words and magic formations.

"Good...... I knew it was Abel, so I thought you were going to carve the Ortem alive..."

"... oh, what's that scary"

When I blushed deliberately, Meir's expression turned bright blue.

"Eh. Yes, no, 'cause Abel, everything's been... you see, goblins, balm birds! Hey, hey, why do you look like that!? Me, Meir, you didn't say that weird!? Ho, really this, I didn't wish Meir had done that or anything, it's just that Abel always...! Because, because!

Meir moves both arms once and desperately to elucidate.

Well, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

If I catch the fish too, it would taste better if I killed them properly than I could swim in a bucket.

The devil is just like it.

As much as I shake it a little bit when I knock it down, it just doesn't change, but if I scrape the possession while maintaining the demon and stress it sustainably, the tree will degenerate.

I enjoyed Mair's hasty gesture all the way before heading back to Ebel Bourne.

The roots that were so spread were shrinking all at once because of Eberle Bourne's strenuous efforts.

Using magic would have stopped the shrinkage, but it doesn't have to be.

Worth it is the condensed roots of condensation and magic.

It would be sufficient to have this root taken to Gaston for proof of the crusade.

First activate Ebel Bourne by magic, slowing the progression of degradation.

Then he dropped the extra branches of Ibel Bourne with a knife for wood sculptures and cut them with wind sorcery to adjust their height to his liking.

Soil and push up to the ground, cutting the dewy roots with the magic of the wind.

Convert the slashed portion with the height adjustment to create six arms with sphere joints.

I even made it into my finger joint.

Sometimes I got anxious during the fight, but the trees are finer than I thought.

Magic conduction is quite high.

Even the piano would be made to play this.

Sometimes the devil has just made a trick out of it.

The face tried to leave the original face of Eberle Bourne as much as possible.

The nose is not higher than the original, but it is quite reproducible.

At the end of the day, if you use magic and paint it, it will go up.

It's almost two meters away from a giant autoem.

Difficulty carrying in size, but unexpectedly high magic capacity.

As long as you keep your magic buildup, you should be able to bring it to your license with the magic of metastasis.

"Mere, Mere, it's done! Battle Specialist Ortem is ready!

"... combat, specialization? The World Tree Ortem is a combat specialist, isn't it?

"Oh, no, because that's a universal type"

"Huh!? Oh, really..."

It's a lot to use, but it can't beat the specialty type. I am the instrumental poor type.

No, still, basic specs such as magic capacity and magic conduction are higher than Eberle Bourne, so of course there's a lot to use.

"Look at this arm. You look good, don't you? Oh, good. This feels good. I want to let all my arms grip another weapon or something!

I hold onto my ebel boun autem and fold my cheeks over.

Let's call it the Ashla 5000.

For five thousand is the number of oathomes that have been carved before.

I didn't exactly count it, but I know it's thin.

It should be about five thousand, and let's just say this was the fifth autoem.

"Try moving it again quickly."

I take a few steps back and take out my wand.

"প ু ত ু ল (doll) দ খ ল (dance)"

Ashla 5000 moves out.

Shake up each of the six arms and enter the erection.

When I wave my wand, the Ashla 5000 starts shadowboxing.

Wave your fists down over and over again toward a universe of nothing.

The sound of cutting the wind dances around.

Nice move.

Probably the best I've ever made.

"Shh, awesome... Somehow, aren't you faster than you were?

"That would be right. There's no point in bothering to put your hands on it unless you're stronger than you were."

When I was good at it, Meir was twisting her neck.

"That sort of thing...... what is it?

Using the Ashla 5000 would turn it into a wreck in an instant, such as Ebel Bourne.

You'll be a little windy, and you'll be able to throw all those tree roots and everything.

I look forward to using the Ashla 5000 for combat.

"It's got a lot of features. It's also compatible with metastases, and later...... where things have changed, you can skip your mind by going through this autem"

It left the power of Eberle Bourne to fly to the Ashla 5000.

Don't insult me just to skip the thought.

It can be sent as far away as possible depending on the magic, or you can make it sound in the head of the Warcraft and freak it out.

Plus if you stick your magic in it like an asshole, you should be able to burst the other guy's brain.

The amount of magic it takes is a little unrealistic, but depending on the improvements, it may reduce the amount of magic it consumes.

Besides, thanks to this, I was able to support the necessary theory for the Magiphone.

I'm getting all the theories I need.

Once I have time, I even seriously think about developing a prototype.

The day of the recapture of the Smaho Life may be near.

However, with the current outlook, the construction of control towers for mass production and magic waves, and information management, are likely to cost enormously.

It is not the amount of money you can earn by defeating the Immediate Warcraft.

Even when technology arrives, it's far from practical.

It's not a dream if even the investors come out, but I only know about Wegener who seems to have the money.

I don't want to rely on that guy for a second.

Perhaps there will be an opportunity to seek funding from the Lords via the Survey Team, but the Lords have just been betrayed out of their minds by investing in their Evelhide counterparts.

My eyes on the rest of us would be getting pretty tight.

"Thoughts? You mean like the tree did earlier?

"Oh, I'll give it a try, just ask me"

I think about what I'm going to make you talk while I'm forming a magic team.

Anyway, and do you want to take it from the Eber-Boun dialogue?

When I wave my wand, the Ashla 5000 emits thoughts as I wave my arms with Gasha Gasha.

"আ ম ি (Give Me) দ ে ব ত া (With God) প ্ র শ ং া (Worship)"

"Look, look, it's been ringing in your head, right? You're here now, aren't you?

"... hey, it's so surreal that you're moving your arms out of your mind"

…………

... That's a bit undeniable.

Surreal or hilarious?

I think it would be intimidating if someone I don't know suddenly saw it.

"ব ি র ক ্ ত ি … (mindless…)"

Poop, thoughts fly from nothing.

... were the thoughts of the Ebel Bourne fragment still alive?

I think I did something wrong.

What the hell did Eberle Bourne think when he saw himself as the last remodeled?