Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

The territory was in great panic when I returned from the border with the Rivalus country for the crusade between the two Nargarns.

It's an incredible story, but apparently Lark's mansion disappeared.

Luckily, they didn't have anyone involved, but that's a hell of a story nonetheless.

I assumed it was a mess, and I was going to refer Lark to him as the mysterious old amnesiac, and Penrat revamped Grandpa Penn would go into Lark's waiting room for a moment to wait outside.

I walk in the inn with the servants of the familiar Lark Mansion and visit with Eurice to the back room.

Put your elbows on the desk, face Lark.

Inside the room were other figures of Altamia and Meir, as well as servants of the Lark Mansion.

He said the inn was now rented out in the face of the Lark Mansion as a whole.

Meir is also looking anxious, and Altamia is turning her face to the floor, with a pain-relieving face.

"Abelu!"

Meir tries to run over when she sees me, but Eurice blocks it.

"Lord Abel, first of all, report to Master Lark and confirm the status quo."

I was muddled, but it's definitely a matter of phage territory.

I smile gently at Meir and tell her later, with my eyes open.

She had a lot to say to Meir, too, and I looked at Eurice slightly dissatisfied, but she backed me down.

I move on to Lark.

"Thank you, Abel, for this crusade against the Warcraft. It would have been the only job you could have done. Without you, how many times would this territory have ended..."

"The foreground is fine. What happened to you?

"Right...... right. If you say so, so be it. As you've heard, there's also a problem in Phage territory. Abel, this is a sabotage of the Leaveras country, aimed at your absence. Sent in the top class of magicians."

I say it in a way that Lark is restless.

It's been a genuinely noisy story.

A troublesome country caught my eye, and there was phage territory in a troublesome position.

As long as interference from the Rivalus State continues, there will be no peace on Phage territory.

"What do you mean the mansion blew up?

"It's the magic of that enemy, it was in danger. If it had been used when they were all still in the hall... I don't even want to imagine"

I swallow.

If something were different, Meir, Lark, and the servants could have been killed without leaving.

I was thinking sweetly about the Leaveras country.

But dealing with one runaway country meant we had to be prepared for hostages, territorial bombings, etc.

I was not prepared to lose anyone while I lay low the treasures of the enemy gods.

I've been watched by the god of water for a while.

I'm not even talking about returning the spear now. Then there is only one way to fight thoroughly and destroy the enemy.

"... I didn't have a choice without Peter hurrying me."

I just have to take on a favor from Peter.

Crusade of Leviath, patron saint of the State of Leviath, and the captivity of Pope Sarteria, now chief officer of the State of Leviath.

This was an issue I couldn't take off for me, Meir's, and Phage's peace.

The fact that they blew up the hall meant that all the enemies were going to kill the people in Lark Mansion.

Due to the prank of fate, the face of Lark's mansion was only helped by chance.

Even for me, Levi's way of doing things is clear.

If they're not as pleasant as they dare to get involved, but they want to settle over there, that's what they want.

"The magician, I heard, caught... well, you've done something about it"

"Oh, Rasboot, the big man who is the raider, Mr. Alta secured it for me. Thank her if it's not enough."

I'm relieved to hear that, too.

That's Altamia, the legendary witch.

There is another collector in Phage who can be expected as a force of war, but he is completely uncooperative.

Whatever they say from around them, they want to say, "I don't want to fight because I don't have a sword to tame in my hand."

I don't know how that feels either because I held several swords of value that seemed comparable to the total assets of the great aristocracy, and I can't say anything about being one of the people at the end of the reason, but I want you to give up that it was a dream, apprentice Altamia, who lost the tower that spent most of your life in an unfortunate accident, and go through a second adventurer life.

"As for Rasboot, Alta, who actually fought, would know very well. I just want her to come back later because she's a little tired now too. I haven't heard much about it either."

When I glanced at Altamia, Altamia looked down and bitter.

Sometimes I sigh deeply, and I shake my head spicy.

"... let's keep our mouths shut, Mr. Altamia? If you keep your mouth shut, it's all going to get wrapped up, isn't it? And Meir... I won't say anything extra..."

Meir was whispering something into Armia.

"No, but... but this, just a little... later, won't be irrevocable? I think I burned down some pretty bad paperwork..."

Apparently Meir was comforting Altamia.

Sometimes it's unusual.

"I'm telling you the truth, nobody gets it. Meir, too, doesn't want anything like Mr. Altamia being punished for his hard work. I'm not lying, I'm just keeping my mouth shut, right?

"... that's what you were like? Isn't Abel poisoned?

"Are you dyed by Meh, Meir, Abel!?

"Why do you seem happy?

I don't know, but Mere seems fine and most importantly.

I knew you weren't hurt, but I was worried you weren't hurt by fear.

He said he was nearby when the museum exploded, so he was worried about it.

And, at that time, the door was unleashed without a knock.

"... you can't say such sweet things, Baron. Altami... I'll have Alta talk about her enemies. So, I'd like to move on with Abel."

Looking back, beside his entourage Munich, Peter stood.

"Clearly, it's not funny, Abel. There are no more lost reprieves left. You don't have to turn to your Reeveras national opponent any further. You have the power to get in directly and disable Sarteria and Leavie. No, it's the only thing you can do."