Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

On the way up to the third tier, I was reading and explaining to Meir the materials I had collected in advance about the third tier of the Witch Tower.

"The third tier is a labyrinth of water. Most of them are shallow to the point where the soles of the shoes get wet, but they say the forgs are active and surprisingly dangerous"

"Is it a forg...... Meir, you don't really like that one."

Meir glanced at her like she was sick of it.

A forg is, in short, a warcraft of frogs.

The size varies greatly from one species to another, from palm size to three metres.

I never really cared, but if it's really small, it's still not a nice thing to watch the medium sized ones too close.

"Well, did Meir not like the Forg lineage? Don't worry, I'll let you evaporate in an instant when you're in sight."

"That's all right...... You're kidding, right?

The first tier was just goblins wandering around, and the second tier destroyed it with my abel sphere, so far it wasn't a legitimate dungeon exploration.

It is just up the stairs at the earliest.

This is the real deal. Dungeon exploration leads to the immediate death of a relaxed mind.

It's not so uncommon for an A-level adventurer to lose his life with a mundane mistake.

As for Meir's life, you must be careful and hang on.

"After... where the water is deep, there's a half-fish ghost (sea marlin) lurking, so you have to be careful"

A half-fish ghost (sea marlin) is a warcraft that looks like a goblin mermaid.

He has a dark green face full of ugly wrinkles, and his teeth are numerous and span two rows.

My eyes remain open with no eyelids, and my lower body is a fish.

Drag people down in the water and drown them, gathering their bodies with their peers to eat them.

The simple danger is assumed to be of the order of class D superiority, but it is more feared than the danger because of the ambush that strikes at once from underwater and the cruelty and cunning of the half-fish ghost (Sea Marine).

"In the water, they say, the gem Human De inhabits. They don't have that many, but if you look for them for half a day, it says they found them."

"Gem human de, is it?

"Oh. The gem human de says the skin on the central side is hardened, as if it had gems attached to it. That said, it's just skin, so when you die, it seems dark and rotten. Because it looks beautiful, rich people buy it as pets."

The number of gemstones human de present in nature is small, and it is said that there is no first area where there are stable and continuing examples of discovery.

Although it is rumored that there are many inhabitants of the Reeveras country, there are many suspicious stories about the Reeveras country, and while it is a neighbor, it has very little national relations with the kingdom of Dinlat, so there is no way to go out and pick it up easily.

But on the three levels of the Witch Tower, they say the number of gems human de is overwhelming compared to the outside world.

In the past, when access was free, it was noted in past record books that more than 70% of adventurers entering the Witch's Tower were looking for gems human de.

"Yeah- that sounds kind of awesome! Meir, I want to see it!

"You want it? Then I'll figure out a way to attract you, and I'll get you about a hundred bodies."

"I don't need that much......"

Along the way, I hung my legs on the stairs, and although I had trouble falling down the Mere Communist stairs I tried to help, I managed to get up to three levels somehow.

Out of breath, I set foot on three levels.

"Well, now we finally have a legitimate exploration..."

There was a water hoard here and there in the brick large room to the extent that the floor was lightly wet.

Around there was a half-fish ghost (Sea Marine) moaning bitterly with his belly up.

Apparently the half-fish ghost (Sea Marine) was lurking in the water and waiting for his prey to pass, for some reason the water suddenly dried up and was forced out to land.

That's just half a fish ghost (sea marlin) is also just a goblin with no legs to breathe if it goes awry.

"Ah... gem human de"

Meir shrugged in the face.

At the end of his gaze, a blackened, laid-back human de was left on the floor.

The central part was subtly swollen and sticking together like rotten black rubber.

I know it was beautiful, but now it was just garbage.

I turn to the wall.

On the top of the three-tiered wall, there was a big hole.

Apparently, the Abel sphere, released diagonally, penetrated the three-tier floor and wall, crushing the junction.

It was possible to speculate that the influence of Altamian magic had diminished and the water level, which had spread over the three tiers, was lower.

Cold sweat conveyed his temples and reached his jaw.

Nearly half the entire eighth floor of the Witch Tower has already been damaged to the third floor.

I didn't know the Abel sphere I was going to release lightly to try was destroying the Witch Tower so far.

"... not on this floor, either."

Meir exhaled with great relief as I squeaked.

"Good... piercing the wall means the upper floors aren't damaged any more... Meir, I'm relieved."

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I had a few things to say about that too, but it is true that if I did poorly, my witch tower could have been completely destroyed by accident, so I decided to take it sincerely.

"It seems that there are no great rarities of warcraft up to the third level. I'm glad I made the shortcut, let's take a positive view."

"But this, Altamia's seal...... don't you want to untie it?

"I'll look into everything and call back as appropriate to the existing magic team."

There was a magic formation floating around to isolate the space when they released the Abel sphere, but it didn't seem like a big deal.

It was somewhat like an elaborate magic formation, but at best it was a substitute for nearly a hundred years ago.

It could take two or three days, but I'm confident I can rebuild it harder.

"This is comforting...... It's not the tower of Altamia anymore, it's going to be the tower of Abel..."

"Than that, where's the next staircase?

"Isn't it that way?

At the tip of Meir's finger was a high staircase leading to the ceiling.

But it's far away. The fact that there is a large crease on the floor and it has to be slightly distant is also negative.

With this staircase going on, it was time for my foot limit to approach.

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When I silently pointed my wand at the ceiling, Meir slowly grabbed my arm with both hands and stopped.

"... I'm fine. Next time, I'll do it right. Clean the hole, and when you're done, repair the junction..."

"So, but I just don't feel like it's any good. And..."

Ahead of Meir's silent glimpse, there was a herd of half-fish ghosts (sea marlin) suddenly launched ashore and groaned bitterly.

The cheeks slowly fade, some dry and desperate.

Though he is an evil warcraft who likes to take people's lives and doesn't quit eating with them if he's hungry, it also seems pathetic to watch him like this.

Inside the Tower of Witches is a food chain independent of the world, where the Warcraft live desperately.

I slowly unloaded my wand, losing my mind to destroy any more towers.

Me and Meir saw the sight of a half-fish ghost (Sea Marine) trying to move up to the water reservoir while jumping perfectly into bitterness, and proceeded to the stairwell up four levels.