Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

I was taken to a building on the edge of the village of Pargas by Mayr Heil.

In front of the building stood a person wearing a black robe and a large cover-up covering his face.

He has a stone wand with a creepy design that intertwines tentacles, in addition to the embroidered tentacles of Kuddle, a Kuddhist symbol, on his robe.

Sure, it sounds like a Kudr, but it's too suspicious.

This is Peter......? No, Peter's men or something.

The Kuddle-like figure approached us when he saw us, and when he saw Mayor Haile, he turned his wand away, as if to tell him to go over there.

"Lord Murakami, please step back. Dear Peter, I hope to see you in a small number of places."

I had never known my gender because my face was almost hidden, but apparently it was like a woman to tell from the tone of my voice.

"Yes..."

After lowering his head, Mayor Haile glanced at me more worried.

... Sure it's frigid, but you can't run away here either.

He is the opponent whose cad is likely to stand later, even if left alone.

I returned the makeup laugh and then stepped forward.

"Oh, um... is that no good for Meir either?

Meir fears, asks the woman in the robe.

After putting her hand on her mouth, the woman glanced at the corner of Mere's head.

"... Doom tribe?

He said, "… you can do it" and opened the door to the building and invited us.

"Thank you both for this honorable day. To worship Dear Peter is a very honorable thing.... but without disrespect. Then I'll have to turn you off."

That's what the woman said, smiling slightly at her mouth.

It was as if he hoped it would be.

"Lord Abel... Lord Meir... take care of yourself"

Me and Meir went inside the building while Mayor Haile watched.

Walking down the aisle, I was thinking a lot.

I was wondering if Peter and I had come here because the research that I was seriously planning, whether it was Phage territory or half a joke, was leaking from somewhere.

There are many magicians in the world who are immersed in research, but not really, out of reason.

The majority of them are self-centered sadists of madness, not to mention totally out of the reach of normal adventurers because of their magical arms standing.

For this reason, I have heard rumors that the Church is organizing a group that specializes in hunting magicians out of human reason.

I thought maybe Peter was it.

I think I'll probably be in Safe... but I don't feel like I've done too much on Phage territory.

Especially the research proposal on biomagic that I gave Lark, there was a verse that I dared to write.

Man, after saying no once to a grateful opponent, is something that can hardly go on and on twice.

For that reason, besides the real proposal, I had prepared a proposal that I had made on the assumption that I would dare to make you say no.

There is no possibility whatsoever that Peter was sent into the royal eye for any reason.

"... Abel, it's sweaty, isn't it? It's not a cold, is it?

Meir says worryingly.

The robe woman looked back at us.

He was in the deepest room a short walk down the aisle.

He had long, rusty hair and his eyes were hidden by a mask.

The skin is no less white than that of the Marlen tribe, with bright red lipstick applied to the lips.

On both sides stood two guys wearing the same robe and covering as the woman in the guide.

At first glance, he was an unusual person.

"The eagle is Peter. You're finally here. Are you the hero of this territory?

When I heard my voice, I finally found out I was a man.

"It's rare. I can't believe the Marlens and Doom are getting along."

"... hmm?

Second, the wand Peter was holding in his hand caught my eye.

A large crystal lens is attached to the tip, emitting an evil glow.

I thought I looked familiar somewhere... There was a blue-skinned girl standing behind Peter, staring at me with a musty look.

"Zolomonian wand......?

When I shrugged, one of Peter's entourages dropped the stone wand in his hand and retreated heavily to distance himself from me.

"Gee, come on, you...!

I can't say anything because I can't see my face because of the cover, but it was a familiar voice somewhere.

"I told you to kill me and not make unnecessary remarks when you're a weasel's man, didn't I? Next time, no."

Peter is blatantly offended by the man who raised his voice.

"Sorry! And, but..."

The man apologizes, but he stares at me so flirty.

Then he shifted his gaze toward the exit, showing such a bare gesture that he had taken off the scene openly.

"Mere, do you recognize that redhead?

"What do you think? I feel like I saw it in the city of Romane..."

When I was talking to Meir in a whisper, the woman who led us gave us a real cough.

It would be disrespectful to talk quietly and selfishly in front of Master Peter, but it seems like a lot of things have been said.

But why does this man have a Zolomonian wand?

It was supposed to be stored in the right place after Gaston handed it over to Adventurer's Support.

It is strictly forbidden for individuals to own Zolomonian canes because they are too dangerous in the first place.

It shouldn't be something that great church officials can carry around with them.

"What the hell are you..."

"Don't get too hard on me. The eagle simply came to praise you for your accomplishments in capturing pagans, as the upper ecclesiastical level."

Peter said so, stretching out his red tongue and licking his tongue by the time it was poisonous.

I saw Peter's face from nearby, and I noticed.

This skin... Obviously, it's not natural. Probably using alchemy to replace and retard aging.

The use of such alchemy is clearly contraindicated.

The chief had also magically delayed aging, but Arre was only revitalizing the flesh with magic, which is again different from replacing the flesh.

If you look closely, you feel a less legitimate flow of magic from the ornaments you are wearing.

"You..."

I thought it might have come with punishment for the exercise of biological witchcraft, but it was quite a mistake.

Peter... this man is probably my kind.

When I realized that, I got kind of excited all at once.

He is likely to enjoy magic talks for a long time.

I loosened my expression and approached Peter excitedly with my hands.

"How old is Mr. Peter? What are you doing with that skin?

Peter opens his mouth wide open.

A woman in the robe immediately turned to my side, holding me around my shoulder with a stone scepter, and holding me back.

"Ouch!

"Don't be rude to Master Peter, that's all I said......!

"Yes, no. Um, I'm pure..."

I try to excuse myself in a hurry, but the pair of robes who were on both sides of Peter's side so soon set up a cane on my head.

"Fine, don't let him go. Come on. I even have insurance, but I can't believe I just found out at first glance. He's not funny."

"PE, Dear Peter!?

Slowly lower the scepter, although the three of the robes seemed unconvinced.

Good. My men seem a little bloody, but they're usually people who seem to get the point.

Peter put out another poisonous tongue of color as he watched me lick around.