Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Penrat of Twelve Stories Advancement ③ (side: Penrat)

Going back from the two Nargarn raids on Phage territory, a few days ago.

One little old man was stepping in between the throne, a place of communication with the water god Leviath.

A creased face with an exploratory jade Gyoro eyes

One of the four great priests of the water god, Penrat Bonj, can only be seen, from a distance, in a small, impoverished old man who does not look good in the daunting high priestly garments of the new Leviathan Leviathan.

But there's nothing to insult him as just an old man if you get close from there and see a vicious look that distorts you into that lust for knowledge.

Penrat ecstatically feeds his bald head with his wrinkled little hands in front of a crystal to communicate with Leviath placed on the throne.

"Oh, what a surprise to see Master Leavie, our great and wise guide, invite this stupidity in the meantime! Will you enlighten me again on the edge of Master Leavie's vast wisdom for the foolish, dwarfed foolishness that only allows me to distort and delude my precipitated magic theory in the selfish interpretation and transmission of man!?

Penrat stuffs to the crystal, hands on the shrine, and rolls as he spits.

The crystal is lit with brilliance and Leavie's words leak.

'Well done, Penrat. I will give you more life than this. "

Penrat listens to Leavie's words with clear ears so as not to divulge every word of discouragement.

"You don't get to teach Master Leavie...... But in the dawn beyond its great destiny, be sure to go to this foolishness again, the mystery of magic...!

Penrat was not unaware that there was no part of him that responded to his words, but he nevertheless demanded magic instruction from Levi.

Leavie continues to live far more than Penrat did in ancient times and, by his very nature, also a life form formed of a spiritual body, has a deeper knowledge than man when it comes to witchcraft.

In fact, sending magicians to feed on their magical knowledge was also the usual means by which demons gain faith, and Penrat worships Leeway because Leeway caught his knowledge of magic as bait.

It's just that these days he's already absorbed most of his knowledge into Penrat, and remembering the crisis that he could be measuring his bottom if he taught him any more, Leavie had stopped playing with Penrat's opponents by helping him with troublesome things as well.

Not so long ago Penrat was greedy for sorcery.

Among the wise men and praiseworthy magicians who can adjust their magic ceremonies, only enough to count in each country, Penrat sufficiently enters the top class.

"Penrat, do your utmost, kingdom of dinrat... raid Phage territory"

The word-blocked penrat was making his shoulders shrug as slightly discouraged, but in those Leavie words, he grinned.

"Finally, is it a total war...? Mr. Neroglyph and the salvation of Ms Marias' faults… so to speak, hatred"

"Send the spirits, and draw Abel of the abominable Marlen tribe near the mountain, and use all your might to buy time. Multiply the confusion and let others recover the legacy of the Sky God. That's fine this time. Use it to trap Abel and reclaim my spear '

"Huh...... I see? But isn't it too prudent for one kid to be Master Levais? He is indeed a magician who captured Mr. Neroglyph and Ms Marias and deceived spears from Master Leavie, so his arms will stand terribly..."

"Anyway, if I lose you now, the four great priests of the Land of Leaveras will remain only in Sarteria. Move carefully. '

"Ha! If Master Levais is to be told, everything is right..."

Even though I said it, Penrat was somewhat dissatisfied.

(Master Leavie says he doesn't know... that if we throw all this foolishness into it, that's all we can do to make the whole dinlat a disaster. Well, good, if Master Leavie is estimating foolishness low, until it is overshadowed by the results! I don't know who you're willing to move, but the legacy of the Sky God is recovered by foolishness! Until you slap Abel down, retrieve the spear, and crush the kingdom of Dinrat as it is!

Penrat laughs slightly, disturbing the two eyeballs that just came out.

(That's how foolishness teaches you Master Leavie's wisdom again. Grow eyes that see the truth and approach the complete form of the foolish sorcerer, the golden alchemist... Stupidity then becomes a great sage who transcends every sorcerer in history, lined up with Master Leavie and beyond......! Yes, this stupidity makes me a new god!

- A few days after communicating with Leavie, Penrat is a synthetic warcraft, Chimera, with joints to the body surface, crossing a colorful homemade dragon, the Chimera Dragon, and flying through the great sky to the kingdom of Dinlat.

Behind the sky-dancing Chimera Dragon, twelve Chimera Wyburns follow, whose overall length is significantly inferior to that of the Chimera Dragon, but with larger wings.

Downstairs, an ugly giant ghost with a green body surface, nearly fifty armies of trolls, with nearly four metres of full length, were lined up, with two Nargarns running ahead.

"Ha! Stunning view, stunning view! and!"

I'm about to drop a huge, chained book in my hand, and Penrat desperately supports me.

The book was shocking, don, don, like trying to pull a thousand chains off.

The book was a magical instrument, forcing demons and spiritual beasts to be trapped in subdimensions within the book.

It was supposedly bequeathed by the earthly god Garuja, who excelled in the art of kingdom and sealing magic, and was called the Book of Garuja.

It was in Penratt's hands for whatever reason.

Once, when I dyed my hands on the study of the contraindicated Spirit, a hell of a monster could be created that I couldn't quite understand, and I was sealing it.

As we approach the kingdom of Dinrat side, Penrat lowers the altitude of the Chimera Dragon.

Then land on the side of the Rivalus country, in the mountain range on the border.

"Now, were we to hide ourselves first and lure Abel and the dogs in Nargarn? Hopefully, we'll get out of here, huh?

"Don't feel bad about it, Abel. This is war."

Penrat looked out at the backs of the two Nargarns with a dark grin.