Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

"Abel, Abel! Are you ok!?

"hey... somehow..."

Hearing Meir call me, I remain desperately conscious.

Unexpectedly, there were many clouds that stagnated around them, and the effect of clouding was too much, resulting in concentrated heavy rainfall.

I managed to scatter it with magic and adjust it, but it's still going to take a little longer before the momentum of heavy rain stops.

Linoa and the others had umbrellas and lent us a spare portion, but the rain was too great to prevent it completely.

It receives a large amount of rain and heat is damaged from the body.

The cold air was definitely eroding my health.

If Meir hadn't lent me his shoulder, I would have been knocked down by the rain grain.

"Sa, it's cold... seriously, it's cold..."

Unlike me, the magicians were such good things.

"It's raining! Ha ha, it's really raining!

"The Icarus guy, you'll regret it! When I get back, I have to look him in the face first!

... Why are those people doing so well?

I thought magicians were just weaker people, but am I the only one?

I wave my wand toward the free space.

"হ ন (carry)"

A magic formation floats and a big black autem appears.

It is a familiar Ashla 5000 every time.

I take my arm off Meir and go into Ashla 5000's mouth.

There's a little free space inside the Ashla 5000.

There will be no rainstorms here.

"Abel......?

"ব া ধ া জ ্ জ া (Deploying Connections)"

The Ashla 5000 wraps up a warm light.

With that, the temperature inside also rises.

I'm sorry I'm totally defensive, but I'll let you go home in this state.

We put the Ashla 5000 in automatic mode as it was and headed with the Alchemy Division to the village on Phage territory.

What a sick feeling to be in a wet body, raw oatem, but it should be a lot better than walking out in this heavy rain.

The rattle wobble went hand in hand, though it wasn't very comfortable.

Next, let's sculpt an autoem that rubs the ground and exercises isometrically.

"... Oh, Mr. Linoa"

On my way home, I called Linoa from inside the Ashla 5000.

Linoa approaches and peeks at me through Ashla 5000's mouth in a somewhat alert manner.

"What?"

Linoa smiles slightly and continues with a whisper "raw warmth..."

"No, I don't want you to spread the word too much if you can, that there may be people who are setting something up on phage territory from outside."

I lurk my voice so no one else can hear me.

Linoa seemed to have noticed that there was obstruction to cloudy sorcery.

Seeing that blatant cloud move would have been completely corroborated.

"If I saw that sky, wouldn't it be strange for a well-behaved inhabitant to start noticing?

"I want you to move as far as possible with those who delude you. I personally have a guy that I suspect is a bit of a pain in the ass if he's hitting it. If I corner him badly, he's in a position where he doesn't know what he's going to do. I want you to let me swim and get away with it voluntarily, or I want to finish it all at once if I want to."

"... who?

"I don't want to talk about it yet because I'm just personally suspicious, and if I take it off and spread it poorly, it's going to be a big deal. And then... I want the lord to keep his mouth shut."

It is not possible to identify what process, but there is no doubt that the operation decided between the Lords and the Private Corps had been leaked in advance.

That's why Harmeln targeted the assembly point.

It may just have happened to leak it, but it's not necessarily that the enemy has not infiltrated the mortals on the lord's side.

…………

Linoa shut up a little, but said, "Okay. Uh, and I'll tell the members anyway," he returned.

Earlier achievements may have earned me some trust.

Back in the village, the inhabitants were gathered with umbrellas.

Even though the rain is starting to show up and get better with the effects of adjustments, how could this many people be in this weather?

Everyone's expression is uniformly bright.

"A group of Linoans are back!

"I knew those guys let you down! You finally did it!

I don't really see how things are out there, but they are cheering, and every once in a while, there's a mix of voices praising Linoa.

With Icarus pushing the scattered Linoans to rain begging and spreading it to escape responsibility, it must have been easier to figure out who achieved the opposite.

"With the help of this man... this man..."

Linoa interrupts what she says.

Confusion, or something seemed lost.

I don't see what's bothering me because I don't see what's going on out there.

I wonder what happened and I give in and try to get my neck out of the Ashla 5000.

"People...?" "You mean people... uh, people?

"What that creepy doll"

"That's God of War who saved my life!

... I generally guessed.

I let myself out of the Ashla 5000 softly.

"Ah... can someone bring me an umbrella?

As if to respond to my call, a big shadow pushes the other inhabitants away and comes forward.

A resident defeated by that rambling hand tries to complain, but he sees the person and holds his mouth by his hand and shuts up.

He looked familiar to me, too.

It is Icarus, the leader of the Alchemy Division.

I thought I might be in a bad mood for the most part, but I'm wrinkling in my face and creating a full grin.

Creepy enough.

Zunzun and I approached as we later brought the magicians around us.

"Ooh, ooh! Excellent! I didn't know you would succeed in that cloudy sorcery that was so difficult to navigate! I didn't know you'd succeed with just one streamer added, no... my lack of education seems to have emerged, impudent... don't you think, Lieutenant Linoa?

Icarus says out loud.

The inhabitants, who had previously had a bright atmosphere, are also watered down and the air gets worse.

"Most of all, it kept droughting so much... I thought it was time to come down from the cloud stream or whatever... no, that doesn't matter! There's no difference in congratulations!

The heat that dominated the place was almost chilled.

I've never seen Icarus' magic arm, so I can't help it, but for now, I've often recognised that harassment is top notch.

Pulling this guy down in a short period of time is going to be harder than I thought.

If we move forcefully, if we die, we are going to leave a great deal of trouble behind with all of us...

Even if it is likely to produce results, it is not something that I have enjoyed being crushed this way every time.

Because the majority of the inhabitants have a shallow knowledge of witchcraft, they end up being deluded later by the authoritative Icarus.

This is the place where people are gathered.

Something I want to make a gap in.

"... well said, I don't like being held accountable until now, even though I was pushing Mr. Linoa"

I say as I crawl out of the Ashla 5000.

Rain hits the body.

Meir moved next to me and gave me an umbrella.

"Hmm? Did I push Linoa? Ha ha! That's how you were asking! Look, I'm busy supplying water to the people in magic and developing new crops. This way, we need to hurry. Even so, the quote that spoiled my scattered hema...... did Lord Linoa say that, such as I pushed him! No, I'm not impressed..."

Icarus says, looking back at the magicians around him.

They were also hammering Icarus and pointing an unpleasant kind of laugh at Linoa.

The magicians of Linoa's men look at me and desperately give instructions to back off with a hand gesture.

"Lord Abel! I know how you feel, but you should leave here..."

Sure, it seems hard to beat Icarus' rational jerk with his mouth.

But if we don't leave the cloth stone here, we can't come to a short-term settlement.

I just make a look and bite my lips and stick around again.

"Oh, is that something that takes so long! The… crop's, the development. I'm not sure because I'm not bright on that side..."

Intention at first, weakening the tone slightly from the middle.

For a moment I wondered if Icarus' mouth had loosened, and the next moment he was turning into a phase of anger.

"If you're not sure, just shut up! Are you insulting me? Is it weird how long it takes to develop crops? Huh?"

Icarus repeated my words arbitrarily bent.

I didn't even say it was crazy.

"If we could develop a crop that grows so easily and efficiently, we'd be filling the entire world with it! Sorcery creates new seeds… it invades the realm of God, the ultimate in alchemy? Are you going to be a god or something! Deep knowledge of nature is also required, not only with regard to magic ceremonies! With my knowledge of being dubbed a wise man, I'm finally on the starting line! But we make even more enormous hypotheses out of vast amounts of knowledge, and from there we think about all the consequences and the repetition of trials and errors! Plants are slow to grow, so it takes another while to learn the results. These alchemy difficulties are mentioned in history books, sorcery books, and various books…"

Icarus yells out loud.

I'm surprised I forgot to return the words, and I hear them flashly.

"Do you think it's weird how long it takes? It's your head that's crazy. Are you really a magician? Or what have you lived through? Oh... this, this... ha... I picked up Nargarn's neck and thought he was somewhat of an arm stander because he also contributed in the warcraft thingy... shallow, shallow, perception of witchcraft and the fundamental terroir is too bad in the first place...... ha..."

I picked up my neck, and the way I said, "Didn't I knock you down? 'But that's what I said.

Rather than being suspicious, the aim seemed to be to direct the way the inhabitants thought to such suspicion.

"Yes, no. Um..."

"Oh, that's enough, that's enough, don't talk. Ha..."

Icarus is discouraged to show off to the inhabitants, turning his body and leaving.

Afterwards, the surrounding magicians follow.

"No, you're embarrassed to be the same magician, Master Icarus"

"Even when it comes to magic, there is a great opening between a wise man who can adjust his magic formation to his liking and a magician who doesn't... no, ignorance is so far..."

Until the end, he left me disgusted.

The gaze of the inhabitants pierces.

... the worst air in this place, how can you?

One of Linoa's men's magicians, Jaguar, gently touched my shoulder.

"Lord Abel... I know how angry you feel, but you can never defeat that one. This is what happens when you argue."

Jaguar also had experience, distorted his mouth bitterly.

"Yeah, it's the usual way to do it, make a gap with disgusting rewards, and then yell and take the pace away."

After all, is that purposeful yelling an act?

I thought it was suspicious because my mouth laughed when I pretended to be weak.

"... really, you were a nasty guy. But for Abel, you pulled early. Meir, if Abel was talking about witchcraft, I'd feel a little angrier... no, I didn't want it to stick."

I suppressed it, too.

Earlier in the day, I dared to make a gap in order to take the word from Icarus.

I didn't expect you to knock me in all this way, but the more you told me, the more convenient it was, so I wasn't angry.

"It wasn't in vain. I took my word for it."

"Oh? Word...... what do you mean?

If you can't win with your mouth, you can move on the assumption of losing.

If I could see the winning muscle, if I didn't think that was a mine, I thought it was supposed to stick around.

In an earlier argument, I deliberately acted as if I had no knowledge whatsoever of the development of new plants in sorcery.

In contrast, Icarus gave me a heated argument about how it would be difficult to create new species with magic all the time here.

"By tomorrow, let's develop new crops before Icarus' group"

Crop development is the last fortress to retain Icarus' authority.

Lark was sure, that's how he said it.

It is because of the challenge of crop development, which is the hope of the people, that all previous behaviour has been tolerated.

If this point is broken, Icarus' factions and support will collapse.

The date of the promise to hand over Nargarun is the day after tomorrow.

The only way to deprive Icarus of his authority by then is to ripen crop development by tomorrow.

In order to crush the escaped eye, Icarus himself was asked to mention the difficulty of scattered crop development, and then he was also given a clear indication of the conflict.

If I told you I wasn't angry at all either, you'd be a big liar, and I'd have you suffer in your own words at best.

"Hey!? Tomorrow!?

When I heard my words, a group of magicians from Linoa were surprised to hear their voices together.

In the meantime, concerned about the sight and rain of the residents, I gently decided to go into the mouth of the Ashra 5000 and hide.