Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Four members of the Marlen Abel search party, Gisele, Cibi, Philo and Lille, left behind a group of adults who were hiding and planning a sightseeing tour, proceeding from the city of Romane to the city of Ashim, from where they further continued on to the north.

Finally, we were reaching the city of Lugart, where Abel was talked about.

The northern part of the kingdom of Dinlat, where the city Lugart is located, was insecure and made a difficult journey due to the country's highest average temperature and the tendency for bandits and warcraft to be abandoned.

Besides, there is an odd breeze with terrible dryness and frequent sandstorms.

It was undoubtedly the worst land in the kingdom of Dinlat.

As a native of the Marlen settlement, which has been stable in an almost cool climate throughout the year, he was scattered exhausted by the bad climate and insecurity in the northern part of the Kingdom of Dinlat.

Giselle responded and melted with hydromagic when attacked by a beast like a lump of sand called Desert Forg, and if the tornado gave me, Giselle deviated from the desire to die with wind magic, and if the bandits gave me, Giselle manipulated Autem to respond.

The other three had fallen butterflies in the heat, so they were thoroughly supportive.

The line covered the cape to the body, and to the face, walking inside the city Lugart.

Sandstorms are frequently raging around the city of Lugart.

For this reason, it was necessary to protect the whole body with a cape when walking outside so that the face and clothes were not dirty with sand.

The sole of the shoe scrapes the dry earth and raises dust.

"... here, you have Mr. Abel, right? It's been a long time, but this finally ends the inconvenient and arduous journey. In the meantime, when I see you face to face, I need to complain to you. I wish I hadn't come to such a despicable place."

Cibi squeaks.

The footprint is heavy.

The two remaining, Lil and Philo, were also walking the city fluttering in exhaustion.

"My leg hurts... it's hot... I want to go home..."

"It's disgusting to see sweat and sand mixed... I don't know if I want to see Abel in my current state..."

Giselle was the only one with a rugged face, who kept quiet and moved on.

"What's wrong, Giselle?"

Cibi calls out.

Giselle replied without looking back.

"My feelings, I was in a hurry. I should have known earlier...... there is no way my brother would come to such a land of bad conditions"

"" "Ah" "

The three people who were following me from behind stop their legs.

"Yes, no, but I, I've corroborated it from many people... and I'm sure of it! Absolutely, Mr. Abel, I'm here!

"In fact, I've come this far to understand. Whatever it is, the territory here sucks. Besides, now that I think about it, there were unnaturally too many sightings. From these two points of view... we were probably embedded."

Gisele stopped her leg and looked back.

"No, no, no, no! I'm going on a journey. Ahhhhhhh!

Lil collapsed on the spot and started crying woefully.

Philo, who was heartily pleased to be reunited with Abel soon, is also dismayed.

"Now, let's just look for it! It's not like there's a zero chance!

"No, you definitely can't do this anymore. Your brother never came here. Even if you are willing to come, you are definitely turning back unless you have perhaps a solid purpose. Let's turn back to Ashim. The fact that there was a trap stretched out there should have been no doubt that far. Later, we'll re-gather the information there and rethink where our brother would go. It's not on this side any more than I trapped Lugart. You should be able to squeeze it big."

"That's all I've struggled to get here!? I don't want to waste that!

Hearing Cibi's words, Cibi's figure shifted behind Gisele's brain, drinkin 'the water he had magically put out behind him as he was desperately trying to derail the tornado's orbit.

but now I decided not to touch it there.

"Conversely, my brother's movements have narrowed so far! I'm sorry this time, but next time, we need to move as fast as possible to make sure we catch up next...! Absolutely not here!

"Ugh... but"

As Gisele stared at the mouthcaged Cibi, she accidentally remembered signs of disgust.

Looking around, there was a group coming this way. The other residents here have a different atmosphere.

I don't know why, but the sand cloak wasn't woven.

There is something ominous about it.

"Shh, let's hide a little!

Gisele pulled the sleeve of Civy's cloak, where the situation could not swallow, hiding in the shadow of the building.

The other two follow suit.

Gisele stretches her neck and peeks at the group.

I felt a strong visibility in the long spears I carry, recalling that I was a Doom tribe I had previously seen in the city of Romane.

As before, there are ten of them.

Uniquely, symbols like the surgical formula weaved dark cloaks marked with edges, carrying long spears on their backs.

Because their heads were not hidden, the two horns and the blue crystal stones on their foreheads, the pride and symbol of the Doom tribe, were dirty in the sand of Lugart.

A headstrong man walks in a grumpy mood.

The others were following it freaking out and trembling.

(Even the Doom, why are you here...)

Gisele narrows her eyes.

I never thought the destination was wearing it.

"... Dear Merzev, what will you do? It's like Dear Meir...... Gehun, I don't see Red Stone! The sightings aren't exactly..."

One of my men calls out to the man who walks off the lead.

"Really, is this Lugart?

"It should be... it should be...! Yes, for once, shall we check again?

"... right, check it out for once. Even when I came, I went the wrong way about three times... maybe it was a completely different land of the same name, as it was before."

"Yes!

"Then... you know, I'll negotiate with the people here to see if they can trade him for something that's wrapped around his head. No matter how much, this is no enemy..."

Merezev wiped the sand on the blue crystal stone on his forehead with his fingers and mouthed it like he was exhausted.

"That's a brilliant idea, Master Merezev!

Gisele was tilting her neck, listening to the exchange.

(Isn't that just too sweet to pre-confirm...?

The Doom, like the Marlen, lived by their own rules in narrow settlements, thus significantly lacking the ability to adapt to others.

Because they were all adults who had lived in settlements for a long time, they had not been able to bend more experience and adapt to the new environment than the Giselles.

"Red Stone will surely be buried... The moon festival Dinmay is coming up, we don't have time for this."

Set aside a little time after the Doom line passes and the Marlen Quartet goes down the road.

Face to face, then nodded simultaneously.

"In the meantime, shall we go back to Assim..."

I don't know what their purpose is of the Doom tribe, but watching them stick to the city Lugart with sand paint somehow made me feel like I couldn't fulfill my purpose by doing the same with them.