Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Peter was stunned, not even a voice.

They are definitely not the enemy. Why can't you see that it just stimulates mischief?

While Peter could do nothing, one of his men turned his cane to Mair, who had popped out to shelter Abel.

When Abel waves the scepter, the magic unleashed by Peter's men is bounced back, attacking the surgeon himself.

And Peter saw it, and behold, he was astonished.

(of the Magic Formation, tampering? Yes, no... it can't be. I can't believe the time between the transcription and activation of the magic formation is an instant if you're a magician about those kids... I'm obviously doing something else, not just interfering with the magic formation. Reading minds…… direct manipulation of the Spirit…)

Neither is something humans can handle without chanting or magic formations.

I can't even peek at the existence of a peculiar magic fixture.

(No, after all, it's the devil. To see what has been said and done, perhaps the type that has no firm purpose...... then there is also the possibility that we can expect to miss......)

Peter woke up with his hands on the floor, roughing his breath.

"Oh... that's it"

After standing up, he shifts his eyes to the piercing fragment he was grasping.

It was expensive demon metal, but it has been burned out with magic, degenerated, and rendered useless.

If this happens, it's not worth it.

Peter sighed and spread his hands and threw them to the floor.

"... hey, we played some games and the eagle just played some hem. I'll buy you your loyalty. But don't let this eagle scratch you too hard."

"But..."

"You guys don't understand a lot today. I'm disappointed."

"Also, sorry!

Move your men around and distance them from Abel.

If we didn't attack from here, apparently we weren't going to interfere from Abel either.

He deliberately floats a relieved face, but if he cares about it, it's visible that he can erase about Peter.

There was so much whiteness, but it just seems like I want to keep pretending to be human.

Stimulating them against each other could kill them all.

"You... you seem to have a lot of magic. Name...... what could it have been?

"Hey...... no. Abel, my name is Abel Belake."

Peter watched Abel smile with his dead eyes.

"... Yes, Abel Belake. Abel Belake. I'll make sure you don't forget."

Abel Belake.

I don't know what you mean by living in the kingdom of Dinrat and calling yourself the Marlen, but at least you are a great demon above the level of danger legend.

I couldn't forget the name.

If you leave it alone, you don't know what you're gonna do.

"The next time I see you, you'll give me something, won't you?

"Ts, next!? Well... I'll be ready to see you whenever I can."

By the next time we meet, we must always keep Kudr God in our hands.

Peter was stiff and determined.

"I kind of feel like I'm on edge again within..."

"... yes, I think so."

I wasn't kidding.

After breaking up with Abel, Peter took his men outside the village.

I'm sorry to be in such a village any longer.

"Pei, Dear Peter...... were you sure?

My men call out to me worried.

Peter ignored it and stared at the blue-skinned girl, the demon of wisdom and ruin, Zolomonia, who arrived behind him.

"Zolomonia... you have an arrow here, didn't you know?"

Zolomonia swells her puy cheeks and deflects her face.

"That man, I didn't know about the concubine."

"... no, but I was looking at you, wasn't I?

…………

Zolomonia shut up.

Zolomonia knows everything, but she's terribly moody.

There's a legacy that once you hate me, you'll never cooperate with me, but to see what I usually say and do, I guess it's not a lie, Peter thought.

If you don't want to talk, you can't pursue it badly.

"The man... made the concubine expect nothing more than a splash and threw it away..."

Zolomonia whispered that and saw Peter all the time saying it was comforting.

The feeling of the devil is very different from that of man.

Besides, I walked down the aisle silently, not being informed and dying because of the mood of Zolomonia, I couldn't afford to talk to the devil much.

"Dear Peter! Go back now, poison him, curse him..."

His men prompted him to assassinate Abel, and Peter stopped and stared.

Abel's artificial organs, damaged by his magic, are crisply damaged.

"... okay? There are people in the world you can't touch. I've lived a long time and I've met three more people today."

"The three of us...? How many people did Peter say that?

"The first is, what an adventurer the world calls a collector. It's disgraceful and I'm searching for magic pieces that are rare to show up all over the world... He's been alive since he was a kid. There are more than one horrible magic artifact of the Mythical Age in the world... but most of it, he uses hundreds of years to gather it around and solitary. I don't know how to scratch someone."

"I've heard rumors... but I didn't know you were that horrible a person... But are you still there?

"... the other one, Count Jurem."

"Julem......?

Peter's men smile in surprise.

Speaking of Count Jurem, he is a person who supposedly existed, but almost like a fairy tale.

I never thought that name would come out of Peter's mouth.

"This one is already here... if you see it, I'll have to tell you to leave the city for three minutes. Because I met him, the eagle decided to revive Kudr."

Just to Peter's tone, there's no joke.

It fades his face, roughs his breath, and the colour of fear floats in his eyes. My lips were earthy.

It was incredible, such as someone as Peter fearing so far just because he remembered a little.

"And when those Marlens are comparable to those two... do you say so?

My men asked, but Peter hasn't responded.

Strange, Peter's footsteps broke.

"... Dear Peter?

"Gohoo! Gohoo! Gohoo!"

Peter poked his knee and was hemorrhaging.

Nothing, Peter was not rethinking the collectors or the Earl of Jurem, changing his complexion and gasping.

It was just a story that Abel scratched his artificial organs around in a disastrous manner, finally attacking Peter.

Physical defects were causing pain and assault on Peter.

"Dear Peter! Peter. Oh, my God!