Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Nearly a whole day had passed since I was caged in the lab, and the time was past noon.

The lab is completely covered. Some are buried in walls, while others are pierced.

Some magicians were bitten by Hydera and transported to the treatment center, but, well, there's no problem.

There were achievements over many failures, and we finally succeeded in creating a parkin with Hydera's growth potential.

An autem draped from his head stretched out to the floor to cover the perimeter, wearing several bright red flowers. The stem just below the red flower is plumply rounded and discolored into red purple.

There's a melon on this part.

"We're done, Alchemy Division! Finally, it's done! You should be able to do this for now!

If I supply the magic with clarity, it will take less than five minutes to flower from the seed.

Even if we leave it to the magic of the land alone, it will be enough for an hour before we can put flowers from the seeds.

Whatever it is, there is an epidemic of demonic grass known as flower dead.

Flower withering is a property that goes through the soil and takes away the magic of the surrounding plants and withers them.

This had become one of the problems of territorial imperfections.

But this specialty parkin eats every little bug and weed around it to feed itself.

It retained and adjusted Hydera's characteristics as a meat plant.

Characteristics If Parkin is to be grown to a large extent, he should literally eat up the rootstock flower depletion.

By the time Parkin's bait is gone, the flower exhaustion should have disappeared in this area.

…………

They say it's finally done, but they're all just pushing silence, and they lack a response.

Looking back spookily, the Alchemy Division mages are whining about something with bumps and whispers as they record with their vain eyes how Hydera is in charge.

"Hey... Mr. Linoa, are you okay? Is something wrong?

In the meantime, I'll grab Linoa's shoulder, which was nearby, and shake it.

"No more... I can't..."

Linoa dropped her notebook from her hand and fell on her back on the spot.

Once again, arms open to the big letters.

"Meir, something's wrong. Icarus had some kind of medicine on him..."

I'm lying next to you. Speak to Meir.

"Maybe... Meir thinks I'm sleepless..."

Says without power, as Mair rubs her eyes.

The neighborhood was formed, thin under the eyes.

"That's crazy... I handed out the potion properly"

I was sometimes anxious to finish it in time, and I behaved my handmade potion to everyone in the Alchemy Division.

If only I drank that, I wouldn't fall for a day or so......

It was made and prepared in a hurry, examining the medicinal herbs and demonic grasses permitted in this territory, so it may not have been able to achieve the full efficacy envisaged.

"Wasn't concentration the limit? Magic is pretty nervous, isn't it?

Certainly magic requires concentration, and it can reduce nerves accordingly.

Meir was asked at the beginning to help with the autoem sculpture, and since the middle of the day, to organize and report on the data taken by the Alchemy Division mages.

For that matter, he may be relatively healthy because he was less fatigued than they were.

"I was going to make sure my concentration didn't take its limits properly. Strengthen the excitatory action and…… after that, try paralysing the feeling of fatigue?

"... I think it's unhealthy to stop meeting the limits of concentration"

"Well, it's done for now... let's get some rest. In the meantime, I have to finish my report to Mr. Lark."

We need to get the people together and have a place set up for the announcement by the end of the day.

Until then, I will have trouble getting the Linoan clan to rest their bodies.

Linoa in particular is the nominal leader in this crop development.

Although formally, it is Linoa who is getting permission from the lord, and it is easier to go ahead and set up Linoa, who has been in the land for a long time.

When I used cloud-driven sorcery, Icarus was sparking mistrust in Linoa for the good of the people's poor knowledge of sorcery.

If Linoa gets results here in the same field as Icarus, it will also support what Icarus said last time he was nasty.

Because of water rations and expectations for crop development, the inhabitants have also come to tolerate Icarus, whose attitude is only decadent.

Now he is just a big Osama with an attitude with his mouth alone.

Let's ask that guy to leave already.

Even for me, I have a scattered resentment, and I will return it with plenty of interest.

"I don't know what to do with the name...... it's easier to spread the word if something happens. No, Icarus is developing Icarus potatoes. Against us, Linoan melon."

It's obvious that this one was developing, and it would easily cause mental damage to Icarus.

My name is embarrassing after all.

I'm not as confident as Icarus is.

Unlike the Abel Potion, this one presupposes a wide spread.

In the future, it is also possible to export outside the territory.

And Abel melon is a little impossible...... or I don't like it.

"Mr. Linoa, may I borrow your name?

……

Linoa's neck, lying on her back, swayed slightly to the left and right.

I knew I didn't like it or did I?

Should I leave it around the oatem melon?

If this is the case, we can spread the melon and advertise the oatem at the same time.

Using Autem as bait, it should uproot the remaining magicians of the Icarus faction.

"Ah! Abel! Go, go, go!

Meir blues her face and screams.

The sand fell on his shoulders, so he raised his face aggressively.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!"

Breaking through the ceiling, a bright red flower from overhead assaults me.

Apparently, one of the Hyderas that was being developed by one of the mages was propagating the wall and moving it up to the ceiling.

"Hey, wand...... wand!

I give in to pick up the cane I put on the ground, but the crawl flaunts my shoulder.

Where the crawl tried to lift me, an arrow shot through the crawl.

A thousand runs out and falls to the floor.

I picked up my wand and shook it as I turned around.

"ফ ু ল (flowers) ক ট া ন (wither away)"

When the flowers that were assaulting me look in order from the edge, they lose water and air.

It quickly turns brown and pulls away.

It seemed like he was trying to escape through a hole in the ceiling, but he withered and stopped moving before pulling in, crushing.

Spring and leaf fragments shake all over me.

"... more dangerous than I thought, I need to wither all my failures. No, Meir, I'm so glad you made it."

Raise your bow and thank Meir for the cold sweat.

Meir reviews the wreckage of the ground crawl and finally lowers her bow, apparently relieved.

Then he makes his expression shine and moves his hands with a patter.

"Mere, Mere, did it help! Good... bow, practice..."

With his hand, he gently strokes his bow in love.

Oh, you don't have to feel so bad...