Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

A large figure was walking alone on the periphery of the kingdom of Dinlat.

It was wrapped around a tight blue coat, enchanted by gold embroidery.

It is also woven with beautiful cloths of various colors under the coat, brilliantly swept by the wind.

He also decorated his body with other expensive demonic metal bracelets and piercings.

Faces and arms peeking behind thick coats are covered with bandages and you can't peek at any of them.

He was dressed so bizarre and conspicuous that he could tell from a distance, but he was either afraid of the person or he didn't see the Warcraft approaching.

There were five swordsmen approaching the unusual figure. They were riding five co-horses, all dressed the same.

They are the first prince of the kingdom of Dinlat, the men of Alphonse.

The person in the blue coat turned his eyes to them and stopped his legs.

The five-man stopped his horse near the figure in the blue coat and stepped down, standing in front of the gatherer.

He's in the lead, has long purple blue hair, and a beautifully shaped man sticks up his voice.

"We are the SS of First Prince Alphonse. My name is Rontio. You are regarded as a legendary adventurer and collector. We've been searching for you for a long time with Alphonse's life."

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collector, and the person in the pale coat smiled quietly.

- Collector.

It is about someone who is even referred to as the most powerful adventurer of all time.

He lived more than three hundred years and talked about gathering all kinds of treasure from all over the world.

"The First Prince, Alphonse, will eventually be king of the kingdom of Dinlat. That's how Alphonse nominated you. How honorable this is..."

"I'm not interested, huh? You think I'm gonna stick to my status now?

The collector finally opened his mouth.

He was a crouched creepy voice.

"Collector, you have a variety of charges. Theft from ruins, mausoleum grave vandalism, robbery at the royal palace in other countries at the end, support for civil unrest, assassination...... Master Alphonse is worried that it may be difficult to move."

"You want me to say no, you want me to kill you? Here, me?

"I'm not saying that... if Master Alphonse were to back you up, there would be no one to try to kill you with such suspicion. It's never a bad story, is it?

"Ho, ho! I see, I see!

The collector laughed happily in a good mood.

"You're not interested! There must be someone in this world who can do me harm! but... just one more word, let's hear it. What did that stupid prince, who said something unworthy about hiring me, have in return?

Other SS knights, who had refrained behind Rontio, expressed anger at what the collector had said and pulled out their swords.

There is also so much disrespect, such as the disproportionate narrative towards Prince Alphonse, the next king's candidate for the kingdom of Dinlat, the great power.

I've also been frustrated by the way collectors say it so far, but the limit has finally arrived.

"You! If this one is out lousy......!

"Stop. Master Alphonse also knew it couldn't be a glimmer. Lord Collector, naturally Alphonse will prepare a reward for you."

Rontio forgives the other knights and cuts them out to the collector.

"Huhahahahaha! Talk fast! You're telling me that's gonna show me now?

Rontio signals with his eyes to those behind him.

One of the SS held a large box and placed it in front of the collector.

"Hmm, hmm"

The collector opened the box with a coarse hand and took the sword inside.

It is a golden skinny sword with brilliant decorations and a surgical style. The pattern is embedded with demonic stones.

"Oh."

The collector took the golden sword and cast it into the sun.

"The name of the sword is" The Golden Empress (Oro Emperatriz) ". It is a magical sword that responds to the magic of its owner and demonstrates true value. For those who excel in the fields of magic and both sides in sword moves like Lord Collector's, you will want just as much as your hand can get out of your throat. I want you to wave this sword for Alphonse."

Receiving Rontio's words, the collector sheds his magic on the sword.

As soon as the golden sword grew brighter and the area was filled with just dazzling light.

The SS, including Lontio, had a hard time keeping their eyes open too much of the glare.

(I heard rumors... collectors... so much so. A leading magician tries to hang his magic, but he says not a tenth of this brings light...! Master Alphonse was told to kill him if he persisted, but this could be harsh for five. Was it bad that I gave you that sword first? That light... I don't know how powerful that sword is now...)

Rontio hid his heart's impatience and smiled at the collector in order to move the negotiations forward at his own pace at all.

"'The Golden Empress (Oro Emperatriz)' was commissioned by the King two generations ago to be a court blacksmith and court alchemist at the time for a knight who was serving himself and had him make it without threading on gold. I was wondering if it was not just practical, but also of high historical value. What do you think, did you like it? Naturally, that's not all. Alphonse has all sorts of other magic tools for the Collector."

Alphonse painstakingly prepared this sword, believing that he needed expensive magic equipment and weapons that could be a collector's collection in order to carry the collector in.

"Hmm."

The collector was dazzling and narrowing his eyes, but when he received Rontio's words, he transferred the golden sword to his right hand and bent it as he twisted his empty left hand finger.

In his left hand, a great sword of martial bones appeared, higher in length than the collector's back length.

The tip side is wider than the handle side, and the blade is curved to a large extent.

It was a compelling but seemingly impractical appearance. I can't imagine a decent place to swing in action.

(By total nonchanting, transfer of matter? I guess it's some kind of magic fixture power...... is such a dream magic fixture really real? But what with that sword...)

The collector raised his hands wide and met the Golden Empress (Oro Emperatriz) and the sword body of his giant sword at an auspicious speed.

The brilliance of "The Golden Empress (Oro Emperatriz)" was maxed and sparks scattered around.

"Ugh!

Less of the shock of the two swordbodies meeting, the Lontios bowed down and stepped on their feet.

When I could retreat my hand, which had been covering my face to block the sand smoke after it had subsided, there was an unbroken appearance of the "Golden Empress (Oro Emperatriz)", which had become two straight.

The collector stood with a flat face, with the blade of the sword in his foot.

Those who stayed also threw them to the ground for lack of interest.

"Heh... heh...!

"This sword is a cunt! It's just dazzling, isn't it? Namakura! I had a bad feeling at the time that two generations ago, the king made you make them!

"The Golden Empress (Oro Emperatriz)," said Namakura...? How valuable this was...! Cancel the words, collector!

"Isn't the cuss the cuss! You'll tell me as many times as you want! Kaskaskaskaskas! Fact is, I can't stand the blow of my sword! You want me to add something so useful to my collection now! No matter how many of these piles you get, it won't even cost you! You accidentally drop it and break it. Wow!

The collector laughed out loud at the nasty and sanded with his feet to the golden sword.

"Tell your husband! As it stands now, he says it suits you to do even goblin bones and hire dogs!

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That's Lontio, too, expressed this unspeakable anger.

Wrinkle around forehead and stare at collector.

Collectors show off to the Lontios with their own swords, obstinately stepping on the golden sword.

"But what a wonderful thing about my love sword compared to this goblin bone! You see that! Huhahahahaha! Isn't that two in one blow! If you can enjoy it three times, I thought it might be a bad idea to hang out with you, but it's a blow! Look! Let me remind you of the difference between this goblin bone that you were unnecessarily proud of and my love sword! You made it two generations ago, so I think it's historically worthwhile. My love sword goes back eight hundred years, when the twin princes were born in the ancient kingdom of Behrandona, known as the kingdom of the sword, it is one crack of what was made by the word of the occupier pouring national power into it! This sword is the fierce blade that destroys everything that positively touches, dubbed 'The King of the Right to Crush (Koromyishkeida Ray)'! This is what you deserve to name the King of Swords!

While the collector spoke about how great his collection was, he hung on to handle Alphonse's prepared "The Golden Empress (Oro Emperatriz)".

The five SS keeps killing each other.

Know it or not, the collector's pride never ends.

One of the SS members missed and hung up on the collector.

"Ki, an uneducated barbarian like you should know the value of The Golden Empress (Oro Emperatriz)! Besides, the true value of that sword is exerted by the magic of its owner! To hold the Golden Empress (Oro Emperatriz), I hear you were powerless! You were a demon stone to the oak! It looks good on you, stupid big metal chunks without that product..."

Before the man could say it out, a collector shook down a sword on the ground.

A roar sounds and blocks the man's words.

"... ignorant folklore blocks this word of mine and disparages my sword all the time! You deserve to die!

As the collector yelled, he slammed the sword to the ground twice.

(At the earliest, it's impossible to pull in... and if Alphonse-sama's sword is broken, there's no face to match Alphonse-sama if you give him his neck! Hit the lead before he enters a full battle line!

Rontio pulled out his sword and slashed him into a collector after he had focused on the other soldiers.

The other four split quickly and move to surround the collector.

(You should be wary... you know, a giant sword that crushes even the Golden Empress (Oro Emperatriz)! It's such a big weapon, but with my eyes, I can't see through his sword muscles. But no matter how magical it is, it's human! If you surround it and slash it away......)

To the approaching Rontio, the collector sticks out his free right hand.

"Come out," Torque Piton! "

As if released from his right hand, a single diagrammatically thick chain emerged that suddenly emitted a disastrous light, approaching Rontio.

"Become!?

"Huhaha! Watch out! Touch it and you'll corrode even Mithril, the chain of death!

Rontio rushes forward with his sword and tries to bounce, but on the contrary, the tip of the sword was crushed and left sideways.

Besides, the sword body discolors from the crushed area, which quickly extends towards the pattern.

"Goddamn it!

Rontio threw his sword at the collector and himself kicked the ground and jumped to the side.

The chain accidentally bent over and played the thrown sword, re-orbiting and following Rontio as it was.

"... Huh?

"I was so annoyed!" Torque Piton "is the sealed, willing chain of the devil! Huhahahahahaha!"

The poison chain played Rontio's body and wrapped it around his body as it was.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

In no time, the whole body of Rontio is discoloured, and chains are eaten into the body.

As it was, the chain pulled the rotten Rontio's body up and down a thousand pieces.

"I'm bored! It's boring! My musketeers are so full of miscellaneous fish I can't even try them properly! More resistance, common folk!

"Holy shit... this!

The remaining four are slashed into collectors simultaneously.

When the collector raises his hand, the chain that killed Rontio disappears. At the next moment, the earlier poison chain reappeared to center on the collector and wrap around the curtain.

Play the four swords while eating their bodies with poison.

Soon they discolor in their bodies and crawl on the spot without being able to stand.

He spat out objects in his body as if his stomach had turned upside down from his mouth, and some drooled even his guts out of his mouth, desperate.

"Ha! I'm bored. The common folk!

A collector points his right hand towards the sky.

A single bow appeared in the collector's hand.

"I made a fool of this collection of mine! Engrave the power of my treasure deeply, deeply, deeply and deeply into my soul, and suffer and die! That is the only redemption you can make for my sword!

The bow floated through the universe and left the collector's hand, and as he moved over them, he ejected dozens of thin arrows of light, filling their bodies with holes from the tip of their feet to the top of their heads.

The collector snorted uncomfortably in front of the tragic body.

What collectors most disliked was being broken hips of their stories and being discredited for their collections.

"I thought you might have something to blind you to because you went out to the kingdom of Dinrat for a hundred years, but aren't people and things just cuss as usual! If it's just weak, it's still not uncomfortable! Now if the witch tower you're looking for is a hassle, it's a waste of time!

The collector narrowed his eyes and glanced at the tower of the witch, a huge cylindrical building visible in the distance.

"I hope Altamia and the others are a little more responsive. Don't keep trying and hitting the weapon you got because of it."