Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Thirty-five Stories: The Collector (6)

The collector stares at me.

I don't care what they say... I just said no as promised.

I have done nothing more.

It was the collector who said no more than the original.

"What, are you going to shut up?

The gatherer's crouched voice sounds.

That being said, I can't keep my mouth shut.

I hesitate a little and then open my mouth without thinking together.

"No, but... the magic appliances scattered around it are just far inferior compared to what you were talking about the first time... and I can't handle them, or I just don't need them..." A Pot of Hundreds of Industries "was interesting, but I couldn't open it badly, so there was nothing else I could do to make it a figurine."

The first time collectors bragged about that or this, magic implements and magic books from the mythological age were the main ones, but I hardly see any of those things in what is scattered around now.

At the end of the day, collectors don't have the hair, like they're going to take it out to exchange.

I guess that's what you're thinking, saying with your mouth that it's exciting, that this much stuff would be enough.

It is also evident from the fact that it had made the 'Pot of Hundreds of Industries' a separate frame for later.

I was taking it because it was worth it, but I don't have any use for this, and I wonder if I could give it to you, or if you put it out later with as much feeling.

Certainly, for value, it would be far above the world-tree oatem. I just didn't think I wanted that much of what the collectors offered me.

I didn't originally want to trade it for me, and to that extent, I'm sorry, but I don't have much interest.

I will accept it with great joy if I can just get it, but I can't trade it for the World Tree Ortem.

I'm not as collecting habit as a collector in the first place.

I don't want to try decorating pots and paintings, but I don't think so as strongly.

If there is one, I would like to decorate it, to the extent that it is. Normal people would be like that.

From the collector's mouth, a critical noise sounds.

I don't see it in a bandage, but I guess it's biting my teeth off.

"I don't need anything. Do you want me to just give it to you and put it down appropriately...... blah, blah, blah. I don't think I want that much either. Besides, I wasn't originally in the mood to exchange..."

Pushed in quantity, I just can't afford it without convenient items like "Raging Dragon Toolbag".

"How much wealth do you think you'll get if you sell these! This one, you think puppet dolls are worth more? At the end of the sentence, you said you were handing over mythical treasures? You idiot, take the rest of the day off. Say it! You... If I'm a little concerned, get on with the diagram! You think I'm even with you! Be proud!

"No, I'm not saying I want... uh, anyway, I just mean I can't exchange this. Oh, whatever, if it's similar to this, I'll make it if you even have all the ingredients..."

"I'm kidding! Where are you worth it, though you've been properly rubbed! I'm telling you, I want this puppet now! It's been a long time since I've been ridiculed so far..."

Yes, no, that's the guy I made...

I have multiplied the anti-deterioration technique, so I may not know when or when it was made… Still, from ink, paint, and surgical blemishes, it seems more or less predictable.

If the collectors are not very interested in those aspects, they may not be aware of them.

"... it was Nashi's intention to help, but stop. I've been ridiculed so far. Destruction wands, I will also have this puppet doll. Now, if you mean to give it away in silence, you can just miss your life, Abel. I don't think it's too late to kill you."

There is already no plain atmosphere in the collector that existed earlier.

The space around me, Sin - and I don't like to feel lonely.

Instead, there was strong anger standing in.

It even felt as if this space itself had changed its appearance, in line with the emotions of the collector.

No, I think I totally pissed you off.

I was hoping I could make it if I had to, but I didn't think I just greased the fire.

"... ugh."

I have no choice.

As I was told here, once I give you the World Tree Ortem, I'll apologize and have it rebuilt and replaced somehow later.

Only this guy, he's really dangerous. Is there anything else I can do to keep it out of the way?

I thought that far and noticed something strange.

"Huh, wand of destruction? I don't know, hold it..."

"Don't be a bad lover! We know for a long time that the tower was destroyed with a wand of destruction! You said you'd keep it! Spit out lousy lies! How stupid are you to make fun of me!

"Ah!"

I pressed my mouth unexpectedly.

I told you. Momentum, I do remember saying that, trying to keep the conversation appropriately together.

See how I am, and I can get more killings from the collectors.

Chi, it's not... that kind of 'Ah!' It's not!

"Co, you said you could say no! Would you rather be a legendary adventurer than bend your own words!

"I said no, but I didn't say what I'd do after that?

"Become...!

"Is that, um, surely irrational? Being poked there, my pride, is unacceptable... I have a rule that I have imposed on myself. My transcendental self, it was self-evident that there would be nothing left in this world if we repeatedly brutalized our emotions."

Duh, something's going to happen...?

Great...... unexpectedly, they said firm promises were the type to keep.

The collector gently slaps the belly part of the golden sword blade in his hand with the opposite hand.

"Right...... so why don't we make a bet? This sword," The Sound Sword "... this power, as I just showed you. I don't use any treasure other than this. Fight me in this state... if you beat me, you can take one of everything from my treasures. But if I win, I will have this puppet doll and the wand of destruction. On the contrary, I gave you a big bet. There is no problem. No matter, you don't have the right to veto, Huhahaha! Let's try not to kill him!

Collectors lay swords big.

Left around, tons of magic equipment disappeared softly.

Hey, can I have one of everything?

Oh, hey, can I have a toolbag for a bulimic dragon?

If that 'earthly sword' or so... I feel like I can deal with it at best if it strikes me with a degree of power that my hair has grown on the shock just now.

If the collector is only going to fight that sword in the main, then the winner is full.

"Totally motivated, over there. That's why you told me to run away, all the extras!

Altamia turns her arm toward the collector.

"I might be able to change the terrain here and buy you enough time. The witch tower is more like a part of my hand and foot than my garden... In the meantime, run somehow. I might even get chased out of the tower... but I'm sorry, but I can't take care of that much."

"Okay! That bet, let's ride!

I stepped out in front of Altamia and shouted out my voice.

Both Altamia and the collectors stood still on the spot for a while.

"That, I said something weird...?

"My God, I didn't know you'd been taken lightly so far! If I had a sword, what would I do? I was so convinced of what you said and did! Build up all your knowledge, you see nothing, you obscure Marlen fool! This collector... will prove my transcendence in this place!

A collector sets his sword on the upper stage.

The overwhelming magic that leaks out of the collector's body covers the collector's body.

"Anta...... what is it!? Are you stupid? If you don't stir people up, you're dead!?

"Oh, Meir, can you take me back?"

I give instructions to Altamia to stay back.