Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Down the hidden stairs of the Lark mansion, on the basement two floors, there is only a desk and chair, and a small room with paintings hanging on the walls.

They haven't had anyone in there in ten years, and the floors, the desks, they're dusty.

"I'm sorry, Dear Peter... perhaps the last time I went in was since the cleaning when my predecessors were alive... and I just said it was a room where I had nothing more to use... It's a shape-shaped decision, except for the guests, who are not supposed to enter… I will clean them right away"

Lark bows his head to Pekopeko and Peter.

"I don't mind. It's not the other way around... so get out of here, Baron Lark."

"Yes..."

Lark bows his head and leaves the small room.

Lark says this seems to be the secret meeting room of the Baron Phage family.

Apparently Lark's grandfather made him make it later in life, the first generation head of the Baron Phage family.

The magic ceremony engraved on the wall confers resistance to eavesdropping and interception magic.

The example art warehouse, Lark's grandfather seemed to be a frigid figure.

"Sir Pelterre… please, please, about your seats"

I was poking my elbow at my desk. Hands up, advancing to Peter.

"I want you to stop because when you call me that, I'm freaked out... Oh, my God, you go in from shape, I like you"

Bend Peter's licence to peek from the face like he's sick of it.

"Wow! It's kind of exciting here! Meir, I've read about this in these rooms, in novels!

If Meir comes, she's making a scene beside me.

It is a good promise to accompany one another.

By way of example, Munich also stands beside Peter.

Honestly, Mr. Munich is a pretty normal person, so I think he might be overloaded with the plan to crusade Count Jurem, Peter's aim.

Shouldn't I at least wear it to my secretary as much as Altamia?

Well, we're not going in deep there.

When I start to say that, Peter himself blah blah blah blah blah blah. I can't deny the lack of power.

"Are you all right? That kid, why don't you talk to me? The eagle, he's been moving a little too much in the country lately, and he seems pretty neglected by the Dinrat royal family. If you do something very bad, your position is at stake..."

If you thought you were putting pressure on the royal family for a long time, would you have hated it exactly?

Naturally. Apparently, Peter was also Peter, forcing him to grant permission to the current King Dinlat and doing something suspicious of his own accord.

The former demon of wisdom and ruin, Zolomonia, who is now an analytical slave to the Prohibition Guides in a warehouse where I have joined forces, also secretly taught me, 'The Peter guy, after he took the liberty of getting criminals out of jail to subordinate them, or after he guided them to rob a concubine's wand, he let them flow wrongfully to himself'.

Compared to what this guy is doing, the fact that I have been given a bit of authority to exercise magic is adorable.

"Mere is much more trustworthy than Mr. Peter won't betray you."

"You... you're starting to spit a lot of poison."

Mr. Peter coughs to deceive.

Neither did I forget Peter's scattered, well-intentioned and cooperative quote, Meir, that we were about to be killed together.

At that time, if Peter hadn't said at the end, 'Meir can miss it', I wouldn't have had the kind of cooperation I have now.

"But... are you in such a critical position?

Peter is my sponsor.

I have trouble getting them to drop out on their own and lose their usefulness.

Because I have power, I'm also doing it with this belly-black lying gess-okama ambition.

"... he hasn't said anything out loud... but it seems there's a move in the royal family plotting whether he can get the eagle out of the royal government somehow. The first candidate for the next King Dinlat, Princess Charlotte, the fourth child, is in trouble... I've never acted prominently before, I'm not that smart, and I didn't expect much from my surroundings, so I left the eagle... it was a dark hose. It seems strangely righteous and hostile to eagles as dark parts of the kingdom."

Hold your head down, as Peter says.

"Dear Peter... Better not show Abel too much weakness...!

Munich rushes to reach in front of Peter's mouth.

"Yes... Kudr, I was feeling a little weak because of God's failure to rule and the Count raid..."

Peter exhales deeply.

Yeah, Princess Charlotte... I heard something funny.

I don't know about little difficult politics, and I don't think I'll ever get involved with royalty, but for once, it might not hurt to remember... that, I think I've heard of it somewhere.

"Abel... isn't Princess Charlotte, for example, Princess Gaston?

Meir whispers at me.

"Ah."

Princess Charlotte, the fourth child...... is a big dumb princess who heard only rumors about Gaston and instantly signed up for a nearby knight, gobbled him in his own power for foiling, and let him appoint him as an epic adventurer on his own, revealed and scratched red shame at the King's Capital Games.

Oh, that guy, you made all that mess, and you're on the first candidate's seat?

What, me? I was glad to hear that I defeated Brian, who was another prince's sidekick, and drove him into retirement, after turning around and following Gaston, but no way is that princess running with a haribote knight's gorish push, even from Alle?

Is this my fault?

Look at my face, Peter leans his neck.

"What's going on, Abel?

"Yes, no! It's nothing! Anything! I didn't do anything!

"Well, yeah, I hope so...... more than that, could I leave the public discourse aside and let you get down to business, Abel"

Peter takes his seat. Munich thanked Peter and me too and then got to his seat.

I was leaning forward, stretching my posture, putting my arms together.

"Mr. Peter... this time, you can keep your promise properly, right? I want to get along with Mr. Peter, too, don't I?

"Yeah...... I know. If I spit a lie on your opponent, something scares me later. Let me make this very clear. At dawn when you crusaded Leavie and Count Jurem... the eagle is an important criminal imprisoned in Orcnor Grand Prison... I will let Penrat Bonge go free, with any hand. Technically, though we're on escort now."

Peter cared bitterly, but said so in powerful terms.

"I wanted to hear that"

I snort small.

"Abelu!?" "Dear Peter!?

Mere, sitting beside me, and Munich, sitting beside Peter, stood up with a stunned look.

"Shit, get back to your sanity, Abel! Why, why not! I didn't ask! Meir told me that if Meir was here, that would be fine! Isn't that nice? Now! Such a little grandpa!

Meir grabs my shoulder sitting in a chair and shakes my body.

"Right, because! Zolomonia said Peter was scouting out of jail to subordinate criminals, so I pushed him to see if he could go, and something was light... Oh! Stop it! 'Cause I'm dislocated no more!

Meir rocks my shoulder in a heartbeat.

I'm scared the chair is shaking guttang-button.

This could hit you in the head if you fall.

This is a stone floor, so it won't spill.

"Dear Peter! Are you insane! I figured out the trick, so Abel said I'd get it right on my hands! Aren't you conceding all around! Penrat is the worst super dangerous person in both thought and witchcraft, more than Pope Sarteria if he sucks!? You said so yourself, didn't you? If you succeeded in capturing miraculously because of it, why would you sink an entire gold mine that you stumbled upon into the sea but go on a rampage like this!? Why didn't you talk to me about this one word before you declared it to that lunatic!?

"And you don't have a choice! If I told you, I would've stopped you! Like now! Munich! I don't like bad listeners! Don't say anything to me about the eagle's decision! Which way, because I already told you! Because I can't withdraw it! Because he'll never listen to me! Because that's the kind of guy he is! Ultimately, hey, if only Leavie and Count Jurem could handle it, everything else would be trivial! This is the only way! The eagle is working so hard for the world, but it looks like he will be turned that way by Kudr God, and he's starting to prepare for war on the kingdom of Dinrat in the earl's mouth wheel just because no country's head listens properly, and at the end of the quote, he tries to exclude the eagle even to Princess Idiot, and Abel, how dare you! Then Munich will take you down! Please kill Count Jurem! Yeah, and then I'm gonna withdraw it right now! Come on, come on! Come on!

"Don't say that like a child! Can you take responsibility for the impact of Penrat on the world after liberation?

"It's okay because it's the eagle that caught you! First of all, it's more like an error than Abel is letting go in the wild! Who cares because 100 million is 100 million? Hey, hey, get your hands off me! Get off me!"

If I turned to the side, Peter was also Peter, and Munich had my neck tied up.

- Thus, a confidential meeting between me, a magician, and the former Pope Pelterre Township was held in the basement of Baron Phage's house, and a back deal was concluded.