Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

While doing so, I found a narrow entrance somewhat down the aisle where each person was likely to dive in somehow.

There is no other way, so we have to go here, but its narrow entrance is also closed with a surgically carved stone pillar from the inside.

The stone columns are somewhat unlike the interior of the ancient cathedral.

Until the magic ceremony, it was clearly a modern form.

I don't even have to shed magic and analyze it.

"It wasn't created during the mythological era."

When I said it, Peter approached the stone pillar and touched his hand at the technique being carved.

It seemed to be performing analysis with magic running through it.

"It must be two of the earlier sorcery denominations, The Scale of Engagement (Balancer). Sounds like a reinforcement in the junction, but maybe Abel can crack the surgical encryption and unbind it right away?

After a few seconds of touching it, Peter looked back at me and said so.

"Hey, Mr. Peter, can I ask you to leave?

"Yeah, please. In the meantime, we've been talking a lot, and I'm going to talk about the magic you two manipulate. I don't know much about eyeglass kids because they can only fight one crack properly..."

Step away from the stone pillar as Peter says.

"হ ন (carry)"

I wave my wand and transfer the World Tree Ortem in front of me.

"Abel, you also use Autem for analysis. I haven't heard much about it, but that's what I said about the Marlens."

"প ু ত ু ল (doll) দ খ ল (dance)"

He then manipulated the World Tree Ortem, pointing his cane towards the stone pillar that sealed the entrance.

The world-tree oatem went to the stone pillar, releasing a bump per body.

A world-tree oatem-shaped crease occurred on the stone pillar, retreating to the back with the roar, and at the same time the crest entered the whole area and scattered.

"Come on, let's go"

"... Abel is very good."

Somewhat vacant, but Peter began to walk as if nothing had happened.

Munich opened his mouth wide and looked alternately at his boss, Peter, me and the World Tree Ortem, with his upset eyes, but when he was at a distance from Peter, he chased after Shit and Peter.

"... you seem to have enlightened yourself, Mr. Peter"

Meir leaks in a whisper.

"Really?"

I couldn't figure out Meir's, for example, so I tilted my neck.

Me and Meir soon followed Peter and Munich.

Catching up, while going through the narrow entrance.

It was a little hallway.

Behind the hall was a large, overlapping disc hung on the wall, which totaled five pairs.

In the center of the disc there was a door, and the door and wall were tightly engraved with a surgical magic formation, which seemed to develop a protective junction on the wall.

And before that, there was a pair wrapped around suspicious white, messy shaped robes.

As Peter talked about, he was a good man with glasses and a big man who hid his face with an iron mask.

The big man was like a ship's arm. The robe was stained with blood and apparently lost one arm in this cathedral.

In the end...... I ran into them before I heard how they fought.

But apparently, the opponent, he wasn't about to fight.

The honored man in glasses, bluishing his face, sweating all over, yet pointing his wand at the disc.

The disc seemed to be chattering and changing angles under the magic of a good man.

When one disc turns, a cackling sound sounds from the entire disc.

Yu man was toward the disc of the wall, but looked back, narrowing his eyes and staring at Peter.

"Why are you there... Pelterre!

Loupelle shouts to Peter.

Hmm, Peltail......?

I heard somewhere...... no way, former Pope Pelterre!?

"Nfufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufufu I don't like you, Loupelle."

Say it in the words of a unique intonation, as Peter proudly beat Lupel.

... I knew it wasn't.

Former Pope Pelterre said he was like a painting of seriousness.

Besides, former Pope Pelterre should have died of aging more than forty years ago.

Besides, he said Altamia was frequently face-to-face with Peltale before he became pope, but every time he denounced and urged him to stop Altamian research stepping into the realm of the Prohibition Sorceress Wrestle.

Peter clearly performs physical immortality with the banned magic of smashing.

I think too differently.

Sure, Altamia made a laugh that Pelterre had a habit of being One-toned when she was rarely in a hurry, but it shouldn't have been anything occassional.

"I'm sorry. Your friend, the blonde, let me restrain you. Well, Loupelle, how scattered you were earlier."

Peter smiles with an abusive grin and stares at Loupelle, the honorable man with glasses.

An iron mask on the ship's arm sits down to alert Peter.

"Why, I hear you're there! What happened to the first trial on the road? There was no statue of Kudr on the way!? I thought it was the main road, but if there was another route..."

"As much as I give you a souvenir in the middle of nowhere, the eagle is neither gentle nor free. Thank you for your kind greeting. You've made me feel better."

From the way he put it, Peter seemed to hold a grudge against Loupelle for the most part.

That's right. Prior to my arrival, I was held in piles on the ground.

But why can you be so strong with someone you lose once?

When I was wondering, Peter looked back at me with his ass and winked at me with a pussy.

Apparently much expected as a force of war.

Lupel pounds his tongue.

"Sounds like you were underestimating you a little bit. But right now, there's no merit in us contending. Let me be honest with you. This is the second trial. If you don't solve the puzzle on the disc, you can't move on, and you also have a time limit. Fighting should take place after we cross here. Otherwise, they will just fall together. I solve this puzzle. In the meantime, please don't lay your hands on me."

If it's a trial, the phantom of Cleric Johannan should explain the rules... but it may have been recognized as the same group because it joined the preceding group.

I don't feel a lie about how Lupel is doing. He seemed to sweat all over his face and desperately squeeze his wisdom for the puzzle.

"Time Limit......"

I rebel against Lupel's words.

Sure, then it's not up to each other to contend now.

But... that puzzle on the disc, from a glance, looks pretty complicated.

The symbols and procedures engraved on the disc are apparently puzzle questions and correspond to the way the disc moves.

I can imagine it being a similar answer to the construction of a magic formation.

Puzzles for magicians, something like that?

It will take me a long time.

Sounds like a lot of fun. Exciting to watch.

"This is' Sun and Moon (Din) Play '......!? Something terrible has come up."

Peter looked at the disc and abhorred his voice.

I've heard the name before. Coming out of mythology, they say it's a puzzle that the gods have taken from each other.

It is assumed that Kudr God, the bully temperament who will eventually want something from other gods, took it from the sky god and gave it instead of getting tired of it right away and throwing it away to Cleric Johannan.

If it's real, it's a puzzle of terrible value.

National Treasure...... No, it would be Artifact class. It's a puzzle that fascinated the gods. I got tired of it right away.

I want to solve it too. Or I want to decorate the room.

On the walls around, there seemed to be a large number of tips on how to solve 'Play with the Sun and the Moon (Din)' in ancient Spiritual language.

Many of them are interrupted halfway.

Somehow, 'I came up with an awesome solution, but I want to tell you the fact that I came up with it, but I don't want to tell you that it leads to a decisive answer. I feel something like a distorted sense of superiority that is more troubling.

I don't know how you feel. But the person who wrote this tip didn't seem very good in character.

But I'm more intrigued than dismotivated. I'd love to try.