Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Nearly a week earlier stood since I left in the carriage.

Me and Meir are currently in the process of asking the area to move along the easternmost coast of the kingdom of Dinlat.

"Customer... I don't know, there's something awesome..."

It was me who had repeatedly read the Great Divine Treasure in the carriage, but that's what they told me from the area, I looked out of the carriage, and I looked ahead in the direction of progress.

Earlier, there was a mysterious giant building that floated at sea and emitted a blue glow.

I doubted my eyes. Never heard of a building like that in Phage territory.

I asked Mr. Elia to come near me.

When the distance narrowed, I began to see several people fall near it.

Obviously, it's not just every time.

I can see the surrounding land partially dictated. They had such a fierce fight.

"This... you should stay away from it and report it to your lord..."

The area squeaks.

Sure... maybe that's better.

I also have Meir now.

I don't want to imitate Meir in a way that puts her in danger.

Last time I was to be escorted to the deepest part of the witch tower, but that was like an accident. It's a no-can.

"... right"

There appear to be quite a few seriously wounded, but perhaps the contested opponent is also lurking nearby.

You can't risk approaching without thinking more than you don't even know who the falling person is.

The fallen ones also thought about it so much that they realized it was some familiar outfit, some suspiciously dressed group......

"Ah, Mr. Peter's men......! That means..."

If you look closely, someone with a mask hiding the upper half of his face, wrapped around a robe that is more daunting than the others, entered his eyes.

Definitely, it's Peter. Apparently, he was piled into his body and secured to the ground.

It hurts too much to watch as the pile penetrates the thin skinny, slightly boned arms and legs relentlessly.

"Mm, miserable... how could you do that"

"... When we met before, Abel, didn't you play that guy's ear or something?

That was an accident.

It's worse to be wearing piercings that explode in your ears.

"What is Peter... he was coming to the village of Pargas, the great man of the church?

The neighborhood asked, so I agreed.

"Yep. Actually, I feel a little comfortable, we're getting along... why are we seeing each other like that here..."

Perhaps that blue giant building has something to do with it.

I've never heard of such a building around Phage territory.

That position is quite close to one of the candidates for the coordinates to be noted in the Great Divine Treasure.

Maybe the coordinates shown in the Great Divine Treasure were that giant building.

From what I've seen, it looks like the building itself is made from a spiritual body.

Obviously it's not just a building. You should see it as something of a Kudorian entanglement.

If they're just frigid people, no matter how familiar they are, you can't just leave them.

I asked the neighborhood to approach the giant building.

"Excuse me... I've always been escorted to dangerous places..."

I bow my head to the area.

"Fine. Customers don't get tired of watching... and in a way, I feel safest near them..."

"Oh really...?

On the way to the mysterious building, one girl appeared from the shadow of the great rock that was near Peter.

She had big blonde hair and had a deep neighborhood under her eyes.

It is wrapped around a white rash robe, and the shadow painting of the balance is painted in red on the back.

The appearance is young, but I don't know as much as my real age. The tip of my ear is pointed. Like Linoa, it's a Noir tribe.

Because the Noir spend their whole lives as children, their age cannot be discerned from their appearance.

On top of the fact that Peter's men look different, only one person has not been injured at all.

Being near Peter and not helping him also seemed to keep an eye on Peter not to escape.

Should we move from here in order to clarify the situation?

I had the carriage pulled over and got off to the ground, screaming to Peter.

"Mr. Peter!

Peter looked at me and stretched his face, moving his mouth weakly.

"By the way, why is she... weak, sneaky..."

...... PE, Mr. Peter?

After the blonde Noir tribe sees Peter, he immediately turns to me and puts up a cane bigger than his back length in his hand.

"... Rupel said to kill the outside man when he came"

Whisper something and then enter into the chant of the spell in the Spirit Language.

"শ ি খ া (O flame) এ ই হ া ত (elephant the ball)"

Large magic formations float around the Noir girls.

A sphere of flame appears on the extension line of the wand, which swells up indefinitely.

It quickly grew to a giant flame, which would have a diameter of five meters.

Peter looks up at it and raises a voice close to screaming.

"Oh, no...! There's no way you can row a magic magic of the Demonic Weapon Class in just a few seconds!

"Go away."

As the Noir girl unloads her wand, a huge chunk of flame falls on me and my carriage.

"ব া ত া (Wind)"

I waved my wand and disturbed and dispersed the impending Aurora flame in the wind on a minimal scale.

The sphere of flame breaks its shape and falls to the ground like a little fire powder avoids me and the carriage.

A Noir girl stared at me with her eyes wide open.

"Hey, why... this..."

"You're just big. The cohesion is weak and too imperfect as witchcraft."

The magic formations were also in such a way that they were shredding down to the necessary parts in an attempt to force simplification of the basic form of the magic formations of the flaming spheres.

I put my hands on it because I wanted to try and make my own magic formation, but I get the impression that I threw it on the way out.

It will activate once and for all because there are no major breakdowns, but it is not like using it in action on purpose.

Control of magic is too crude to be clear.

Perhaps the magnitude of magic itself is greater than that of the general public, but I don't think that is even more advantageous.

When I was a kid, I could normally handle magic on a larger scale than that.

Not very much, but I don't think he's a good level mage to get out on the battlefield.

The inability to move Peter in a pile is probably another human being as well.

I don't seem to be a combatant. For example, what did she stay here for......

The Noir girl narrowed her eyes slightly to observe me and slammed the ground with the tail of a cane.

"The Marlens... yes, the Dinrat royal family was already moving. They said up to 30%... but I can't help it."

The Noir girl sticks her wand up on the ground, away from her hand, and stretches out her arms.

He then rocked at an angle and dropped his bracelet to the ground like a chunk of gothic demon ore that did not suit his small body.

From what I've seen, it looks like a special metal, smelted based on alogua stone.

It looks more like it was created for the purpose of interfering with magic than a medium of witchcraft.

"It's been a long time since I've said that it's anything but training that will give you 50% of your strength..."

A turn away from the ever pale atmosphere changed the face of a Noir girl.