Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

"Thank you for coming together. This time, we have set up a venue for the Lords to unveil, uh, a new breed of crop developed by the Deputy Alchemist Division, the Autemgura, led by Linoa Liberto."

Linoa comes forward as a delegate and raises her voice.

The residents didn't seem to react very well to Linoa's greeting.

"What lieutenant... isn't he a squad to pack up the Alchemy Division's stuff and keep it isolated?

A little fat man in the front row tells the guy next door to check.

"I can't say anything because I don't know the inside line, but I also don't see Master Icarus who is supposed to be the captain of the regiment... I knew it was weird"

A squad for the lieutenants to quarantine the intruders, it's probably true.

Except that means a team that gathers together the 'Interferees from Icarus'.

It is also evident from the fact that he was throwing cloud-bearing sorcery to the Linoan faction, which had a dim prospect of success.

The noise grew louder and louder, and it became suspicious to what extent Linoa's greeting had also been heard.

"- That concludes our greeting."

Linoa continued her words to you halfway through, and by the time she finished greeting you, she had revealed her frustration and displeasure in her expression.

"Hey, where's Master Icarus! Hey!"

"Really, I guess that crop is fruitful! If it's a grand jubilee that thinks it's going to take a while to get results, then don't do it!

Linoa thanks again and walks down to the other magicians' positions.

"Good job, Linoa..."

"... then as planned, please later"

Replace Linoa with a tired face neatly and step forward holding an autem-shaped bowl.

Place the oatem on the ground.

"The oatem melon you're about to see, as long as the environment is in place, will even come to fruition in just one hour! There's a little bit of difficulty, but for now, it'll be enough to outweigh the current crisis."

The moment I said that, part of the herd of annoyed inhabitants just now calmed down.

Then the neighbors start talking to each other as if they were blurring and rumouring.

Those who were complaining aloud also noticed that the air had changed and asked for an explanation of what had happened to those around them.

Perhaps you didn't hear me.

"... what did you say now?

"Yes, it will bear fruit in an hour."

"Isn't that a mistake of the week? I've heard about plants like that. The fruit seems too small and impractical..."

It got a little quieter, but that was just for a moment.

Soon the voice will be louder again, and the content will turn into something radical.

"Don't be ridiculous! There's no way there's such a crop!

"So I was making it because I didn't..."

"That gray-haired, rumored sorcerer! It's been a few days since you got here!

"Look, look, under my eyes! Take the time to build a neighborhood..."

"Don't be a fool!

I tried to disprove it unintentionally, but it's as if it doesn't work.

There are too many of them over there to deal with.

By the time I specifically intend to say it back, the next rambling flies.

I know what you did to Lark, but I can't say the residents here behaved very well.

I was trapped in an uneasy environment, so maybe I'm stressed out.

"I knew Mr. Rings was right! All of a sudden, there were more good reports of Nargarn crusades, warcraft interruptions, to keep that kid in charge and curb our grievances! There's something behind it, including this one!

Rings......?

Oh, that example missionary.

If I looked around the guy screaming, I saw Rings in a panic.

"Ah... no, wow, I'm not that far..."

"Why not! If it's clear so far, why don't you poke him out!

"Oh, calm down! I don't know what you're talking about, it's refreshing! Look... right? Shh, shh!

Lingus smiles with a mesmerizing grin, while he puts his index finger in front of his lips and desperately teaches the surroundings.

He was winking deliberately with his patsy sweating and sending signals.

I thought it was frigid, but it still seemed to spread to the lord's bad mouth.

Lark couldn't miss hearing the current exchange either, and he's staring at the Rings side.

It is a major problem if you admitted to missionary activity because it also played a role in the stability of the territory, such as the mental care of the inhabitants and the distribution of water, but you were moving to discredit the lords behind it.

If that were true now, the deportation would also be raw and warm.

I take out the oatem melon seeds and sprinkle them over the oatem bowl.

More than that, there could be riots.

Let's make the results visible.

That's a lie. Whatever it is, I'll have to admit it if the autem melon actually grew it in front of me.

"হ ত ্ ত য ় া (Raised)"

As I point my wand, the spreading grows from the pompous, empty head part of the Otem bowl

He leaves the bowl and drips over the ground, forming new leaves, which swell visibly.

Only this time did the inhabitants shut up at the same time.

Some keep their mouths open, while others are solidified in an arm lifted with anger.

Eye illusions, dreams or illusions.

I'm completely losing my word, like I can't believe or admit the sight that happened in front of me.

"and... this way, if you drive growth with magic, it will be big in no time"

My voice passed more firmly through the square, which was surrounded by silence than I thought.

So much so that I even remembered the illusion that my voice was louder.

At the same time as I finish saying it, the autem melon blossoms begin to bloom.

"" "Whoa, whoa!

A loud cheer echoed across the territory by the time it could also be taken as a scream.

More and more autem melons continue to grow, even as the screams are rising.

A grown flower spreads the petals and begins to devour the surrounding grass.

"At this rate, you can also nourish and pest control yourself"

"Wow, what's that crop!

"Can I call it a crop!?

"The common sense of the world is going to change. When something like that comes out!

It is a storm of admiration in one turn.

There are no problems, but the inhabitants in an excited state do not seem to be conscious of the area.

Things went on in the best way.

"What a hustling noise like this idiot ahhh!!

An anger scratching off the cheers echoes from behind the inhabitants.

The inhabitants marvel at the voice and hastily open the passage.

A man, once and for all, walks through the center of it.

It is Icarus.

Icarus was blushing with a bright red face and was definitely furious.

He seemed uncomfortable with the obvious attack from Lark, who should have been behaving badly against himself before.

Lark was pushing a job he couldn't figure out to tie Icarus up, which seemed like a prospect already.

I heard you were hiding from yourself and gathering the inhabitants, and you figured you were trying to do yourself harm in some way.

Behind Icarus follow the Icarus sorcerers of the Alchemy Division.

That's how you walk straight to my side.

Fine, it's the same here that I want to settle on this occasion.

"শ ি খ া (It's a flame)"

I wave my wand and burn down the oatem melon.

My actions are upsetting the inhabitants.

"Abel......?

Meir called out anxiously.

"I'm fine. We can't show Icarus the autem melon yet."

In order to completely drop Icarus, you can't go wrong with the procedure.

I'm talking about this old man, even if he attacks from the front, he could be turned upside down with reason.

Then wait for the attack from Icarus first, this one changes the situation and flips it, that's the quickest way to screw it down with magic.

Exactly. Icarus, too, would be nothing more than authority and nothing if we let two or three flips of what we are saying in front of this masses.

"Lord... can you explain this exactly?

Icarus says, a magician walking about the back shows off the paperwork he's got.

That must be the paperwork Lark made up and gave to Icarus.

"What the hell is this gathering? Sounds like a lot of fun, but do you even have a festival? If so, don't you think it smells like water to try to alienate me by palliative means after all these years of doing it for the territory? Lordship, huh?

Look around the people deliberately, then look at the lord.

My pupils were open and my nose was swollen.

Looks totally clean.

Even if we stay away, anger comes through.

Jaguar said Icarus often performs angry and takes the pace of conversation, but this is probably vegan.

"Oh, oh, hey... isn't that Lord Abel, hmm? We're going to face each other again, aren't we?

Icarus bends his back, bends his neck, peeks into my face with open eyes, and intimidates me.

I look back at Icarus' face silently.

If only Icarus, the cancer of the territory, were to be brought to an end, we would be much closer to achieving territorial reform.

They've been doing whatever they want for years, but it's time for Icarus to get off the stage.