Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

I look up to the far height of Kudr's giant.

The intricately intertwined tentacles remind me of the roots of a giant tree.

This form, which Kudr called himself the 'Type World Tree', can no longer be dealt with in a positive way.

Even if you release Leavie's spear, you can force an attack in front of the striking strength by this immense mass.

It was already obvious that Zolomonia's magic, which had been dedicated to avoiding me, would eventually pack this one, even if it was fighting as usual, in view of the current situation, which was about to run out early behind her back with her exaggeration.

Then I'll just have to bet on odd measures.

I'm not originally a combat magician type.

I am proud to be an alchemist nearby person who specializes in analysis and smelting.

It was a mistake to stand on the table and do the Don Patch.

Zolomonia stands behind me and gently lays her hands on my back.

It is the magic of a 'memory copy' that communicates information directly to the other person.

Similar moves have never been heard of, so it would be her peculiar magic, probably called the Great Devil of Wisdom and Destruction.

Originally a mass of spiritual bodies, demons can be recreated as magic without the use of magic formations if simple magic is used.

In that magic is magic that can only be handled by individual demons. The nature of Harmeln's manipulation of demons is also one of peculiar magic.

It conveys a small hand, and the results of Kudr's analysis pour in.

Sure, there seems to be no doubt that Kudr is an artificial spirit... but once again, I can tell he is of a hell of a scale.

"What do you say? Now... what can we do?

Zolomonia comes calling.

"... a bit of a difficulty... well, I'd like to think it's within reach of something"

"Difficulties?"

I nod vaguely.

The difficulty is that Zolomonia's accuracy of the information on Kudr, the most important data here, is quite sweet.

I didn't expect much because I know Zolomonia was tired, but even if I just looked at the analysis results anymore, it was full of penetration, and I said, 'It's clearly a contradiction here and here, isn't it? Was it wrong from the interpretation of the artificial Spirit's constitutive formula and I didn't think to re-analyze it from another side? Yeah? Because if I'd run wildly through this, it'd be over on the spot, right?' I didn't even have the desire to be stuffed, but I decided to keep my mouth shut because it wouldn't do me any good to say that now.

"You finally lost your will to resist, Marlen."

Look at me thinking about it as it stops, or Kudr will call out.

I'd appreciate it if you'd be in the conversation.

In this gap, while listening to the story at the top, I organize the information I receive from Zolomonia in my head, while running a magic team in my brain to test drive and consolidate my measures against Kudr.

"When I found out that your magic was more than Jonahan's, I was going to subjugate you in the right place... but I didn't expect the human opponent to use his magic so far"

Yeah......?

The way you put it, it's like taking a surrender instead of knocking me down.

No way, this flow...

"Your last resistance, even from here you will be able to cut my magic. As soon as I wake up, I'm embarrassed to lose any more magic. I wasn't planning on pushing him a little further, but stop. I'll make you a deal."

"Deal......?

"A truce. You can stop giving that woman a hand. I'm disturbed... but for that matter, it hurts to miss another big pawn '

I don't know what you're talking about... but I know that it's Meir.

Is the big pawn about me?

"If you're going to make up for the pain you can cause by missing that woman, I won't tell you the details. Make up your mind here and now. If you want to ride... drop the spear in the hands of that cold demon metal. If it's just a fight, try to let it go at me. That is your decision. Don't think I'll have an ear after that. '

It's an offer I didn't even wish for.

Even if you go in for odd requests, honestly the odds of winning are thin.

Strange is a trick. It's almost like suicide.

It's just... there's a risk of a trap.

From Kudr's point of view, even a thousandth of the time, it must have been painful to have been cut off the magic.

It's too convenient for me to come this far and settle too well.

Convenient stories come with traps.

To see from Kudr's words, I expect a stranded rat blow to jump out of my condition.

Kudr's magic still doesn't run out of bottoms...... Kudr's natural recovery of magic is probably drastically less than its total magic.

In order to reduce the magic drain, I may be willing to cut my wars and safely hold back where I have become defenseless.

Even though Levi's spears are handed over to his hand in one action, during that one action, if the Type Worldtree Kudr releases a huge tentacle, this one turns backwards at once and becomes a defensive side.

In that case, you can lose your life as it is, without a proper respite to resist.

But I can still see the pride, or the self-esteem, of Kudr's first tie, "Don't Build a Din Eater."

How could such a kuddle use an unintentional blow against an understated opponent just to quench his magic?

Whatever you think, the odds of me winning by fighting are much lower than the odds of a trap.

If you think about the odds, there's nothing I can gain from purposefully kicking the hand of reconciliation.

From Kudr's point of view, this is probably obvious.

I'm not proud to think so.

Think logically, it's just the fact that that's the only hand I can hit to survive.

But...... really, is that okay?

"What are you lost? Whatever you do from here, there's nothing you can do about it. I'll be honest with you."

Zolomonia's hurrying me from behind.

I nod and lower my wand.

Hiddim Magimetal's arm points Leavie's spear tip down.

Go on, I'll wave the wand.

"ব হ ন (carry)"

A magical formation floats near Levi's spear and chants in spiritual language.

"Mm-hmm? What are you..."

The magic of metastasis is activated.

My body moves vertically downwards over the tailtip of the spear.

While fluttering a little out of balance, I manage to get in shape.

What are you imitating, Marlen?

"Now I can't throw a spear. Throw with your strength, and I'll die first. Given the nature of the spear, I thought this one was more certain than dropping it."

Go that far, then raise your hands up.

"It's surrender. To say, I fully obey. So please, just miss your life."

Deep, head down.

Kudr looks down at me in surprise from a far height.

'Don't do anything extra. Put the spear out of your hand. That's all I said when I took it as a sign of surrender. Not twice, come on. Or... let it go and you'll wonder if there's a problem?

Here it is, here it is.

For a second, the rush gave me a minute.

There must have been an alarm. Absolutely, there's no way they're gonna kick your bargain.

That turned out to be a gap.

"Yes, I understand..."

I wave my wand.

Hiddim Magimetal's arm drops Leavie's spear directly below the sea as I ride.

Kudr's face, high in the sky, seemed loose for a moment.

Zolomonia was anxiously looking at me too, but you're relieved, exhaling in relief.

'Yes, so...'

"The first question was, how do we get to the body part, which is far away, without as much clearance as possible?"

The metastases must be pre-transcribed into the metastasis coordinates.

Zolomonia's transfer junction is a transfer to scattered coordinates in random numbers, but either way, the magic flow precedes it, so you can never poke surprises.

A sign of magic will detect the coordinates of the destination.

"What are you talking about?

The premise for activation of 'Destiny Distortion' lies in the fact that he threw a spear.

Even a distorted cause and effect does not change the insanity that beginnings are necessary.

Even with this passive throw of almost free fall, the conditions can be met.

"ভ া গ ্ য (Fate) ন ড ় ন (Distortion)"

At the same time as my chant, six magic formations line up.

One giant magic formation shines in six, twisting and bending fate.

Leavie's spear landing was rewritten from 'Sea level' to 'Upper part of the Kudr World Tree'.

Leavie's spear, freely dropped from a low position, landed at the end of the rewritten cause and effect on a portion of Kudr's body at a far height.