Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

I visited Lark's mansion, the office, with Meir.

I had secretly prepared my weapon so that I could acquire the collector at any time and have it deposited with Lark.

He has no eyes on weapons.

Especially lately he drank it to the liquor store, said do it 'I'm unmotivated because I don't have a level of weapon that suits me' or 'Can I wield a cheaper sword now' and says it's rotten.

You're not supposed to like me, but if you pay the price, you can't shake your neck to the side.

"Mr. Lark, would you mind returning the example objects that you kept?

I speak to Lark.

Lark smiled gently and nodded, handing the key out of his desk drawer to Eurice, who stood beside him.

"Okay. Eurice, go to the hidden warehouse in the basement and show Abel and Meir around. I'd like to bring it to you, but that's not for me or Eurice, unfortunately."

"... Lord Abel, what the hell are you taking out weapons like that for?

Eurice narrowed her eyes and stared at my face before responding to an order from Lark.

"Eurice, that's okay. Show him around."

Lark says to Eurice, grinning.

That's right, Lark is good at figuring things out.

Sometimes I distort my expression so painfully, but it basically makes me ok with one reply.

Sometimes I wonder if things are too good, but as far as I'm concerned, I'm not dissatisfied.

It's a hundred million hijackings that I have to explain the collector's tricks to Lark now, so it's best if you'll shut up and give them back.

Eurice frowned slightly, as she was a little musty.

"But, Master Lark... you asked me to give it to you, and I said yes, is that an effortless substitute for you, is that it? Isn't that response a little irresponsible?

Rarely, Eurice is eating down to Lark.

"Eurice, it's okay."

But Lark's response remains unchanged.

Eurice slaps her desk with her palms and puts her face closer to Lark.

"Master Lark! Array has a small amount of Phage funds thrown at it! Besides, I don't know how you intend to use the array, but I can only assume that it is a dangerous substitute! What happens if someone else finds out that something like that is in Phage territory... Lord Abel should be obliged to know how to use it as a lord!

Open the eyes Lark had been narrowing and point them at Eurische, one-tempered and then start talking.

"Look, Eurice. Your sense of justice is very important, and I like that about you. But most of Phage's money comes from you, Abel. You know that, don't you?

"But then there's no indication! I have received contributions, so I don't even care if I bring up some of them…"

"And next, assuming that you have a tangled problem, Abel, that's definitely not within my grasp. If I may say another thing, there are plenty of things in this realm that should not be seen by men of other realms. Because so do you, Abel. Are you gonna keep him in the dungeon? And one last thing, Phage territory is stable now, but if Abel gets the back shield of another nobleman, pulls up all his rights and abruptly moves to another territory, that's the worst case scenario, and this territory will collapse. More than that, it's not surprising that around Peter is already hanging on. That guy said he'd be home soon, but he wouldn't pull it up at all. I won't reveal who I am, but I'm pretty sure I'm a privileged class. Is Eurice, after thinking about it, investigating you, Abel, and, in some cases, responding?

Lark was talking faster and faster, and at the end of the day, he had a tone to blame for Eurice.

"Well, that's..."

Eurice mouths caged, leaning down.

... Lark, is that how you were looking at me?

No, as a lord, I'm obliged to protect my territory, so I guess I have no choice.

If Peter does care about that, he will also be able to bring up my name after putting Peter's breathtaking other high-ranking nobles forward, obsessively stretch out the scope of his rights and take them round and crush Phage territory enough.

Eurice takes me and walks down the underground aisle.

Eurice dropped her shoulder and occasionally zeroed her sigh.

Meir asks me in a low voice as she looks at Eurice walking in front.

"Abel... Mr. Eurice, it seems like you cared a lot, but what did you make?

"It's an Altamian legacy. I miss it. I worked with him to build it."

"He's not dead yet... he just collapsed from overwork"

Eurice opens the door to the hidden warehouse.

Lark's grandfather preferred to use it, but now it's a simple one.

The majority had free space.

A deliberately flashy exterior chest and bookshelf are left on the floor in a thick, dusty state.

And behind it, on top of the cleaned space, stands a large demon ore oatem with a sword pierced.

With an autoem crest engraved on the pattern, this sword emits a blue glow, which is the Orecalcos Sword, a true copper sword created to acquire the collector.

Altamian phantom copper (oleicalcos) was super-compressed with junctional magic using the same principles as Abel sphere and processed by applying high heat.

Though phantom copper (Oleicalcos) also has the power to suck magic away and weaken magic phenomena, the magical weakening effect of the true phantom copper sword, Oleicalcos Sword, is incomparably strong.

Slash and completely destroy the magic phenomenon.

It should be a more painful blow than it would normally be slaughtered, even if it were as sturdy as that idiot, Kudr, in order to exert great power over the spiritual body that feeds on magic.

However, there is a problem, it cannot even be lifted by the constant because it is too heavy, and walking on the wood floor again causes the floor to fall out due to the weight of the sword.

The original amount of phantom copper (oleicalcos) is unusual.

So much so that Altamia, who helped me "spend as much as you want" at Nolinoli, hung a stop with half a cry.

But I didn't want to try so hard to make it halfway... Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The magic kill trait should also be valid for Levi.

I don't know if all four great creative gods are spirits, but at least Leavie was a spiritual body.

I've analyzed a thousand chopped arms before, so I'm pretty sure.

It won't hurt to let the collectors have it.

As to whether collectors want it or not, no problem.

His love sword, "Kolomuyishkeida Ray", king of the right to smash, and "Matalgradar Ray", king of the left to chop and carve, became dust with one shot of Abel sphere, but this true copper sword, Oleikarkos Sword, was a little caught up in the explosion of Abel sphere, not damaged about.

I manipulated the oatem of the sword pedestal and followed Lark's mansion.

Sure enough, he's still in the Safe House of the Dwarves, a tavern in Phage territory, all day long.

I steal from the dwarf's den window what's going on in the store.

A big man in a magic formation, a collector, sits in the back of the store, carved large around his forehead, in prominent hair in blue and white two-tone colors.

Next to her is a blonde woman, Iris, narrowing her eyes and laughing calmly.

It is the parasitic destination of the Gigolo collector, the original human iris of the former Chamber of Commerce.

"There he is, he's tickled. After all, the information that you're still immersed in the tavern every day was true."

"... Meir wanted it to be a rumor. That guy, did you rejuvenate using psychotropic drugs to be a hippo?

But just a gobble, the stigma of the legendary hippo, is also to this day.

He gets to be a major force in the Leavey crusade, and a minefield needle that buys grudges from all over the Leaveras country as a sentiment for the Leavey crusade.

Peter said he didn't have to worry because the country would be messed up at the time Leavie died anyway, but I want to hang up the insurance.

"Well, take it quickly...... no, the liquor store floor will fall out, so why don't you go outside"

"But Mr. Iris sounds like a lot of fun...... don't interrupt me now, why don't you just leave me alone? Speak up when you come out."

"Uh-huh... but I don't know what time it will be..."

As he continues to observe, suddenly Illis slaps his hand, opens his thread eyes wide and peeks into the collector's face.

"Today, actually, I have a present for Shu. Owner ~ I was giving it to you, bring me that one."

Illis waves and calls the store owner.

Apparently, for a surprise gift, the store owner kept something for me.

I just noticed that my name used to be Mr. Shu, but it has changed to Shu.

Isn't that a whisper, Mr. Iris?

It looks good, but the contents are scum and jittery.

"Hang on, you think it's a gift for me? I can't believe you brought me something that would satisfy me the way you did."

What kind of mouth are you talking about?

When I saw what the store owner had brought, I felt my face tense.

One, it was a sword. It's a gift. It's a cover.

But no, weapons aren't good.

No matter how expensive the collector is, the kind of weapon that can be valued is the kind of guy he sees as garbage.

Air illegible, attitude big. It's not what that idiot figured out what awful things to say.

"A, Abel, that, Mr. Iris, isn't it bad...?

"So, but we can't even break in and stop?

The owner of the store places his sword on the desk and speaks proudly.

"This is one of Wang Du's famous blacksmith Laisev's dishes. Five million G for the price."

Iris, too, who can present Pong and five million G swords to Gorotsuki in the village, but the collector is a man who had enough assets to stake out with the kingdom's funds.

It can't work at 5 million G.

"... the owner of the store, the price is not worth talking about."

Laughs like Illis is in trouble.

I don't know what to do, my stomach just hurts watching the sight.

Why should I encounter a training ground like this when I was just here to acquire a collector?

But the collector's reaction wasn't what Me and Meir expected.

"Oh, five million G swords!?

The collector raised his voice of consternation and took his seat.

"Yi, Iris! Yikes, when did you prepare such an expensive sword!?

... Huh?

"For once, I'm a former merchant. I still have the old connection, so I had it arranged from there. I'm glad you're happy."

"But the money..."

"It's okay, I just want to see me, Shu, working hard, so I can't believe we're talking about that kind of money... Yeah, if Shu becomes a famous adventurer, I'll have her pay for it then."

I lean my neck out the window, looking.

Funny, is that really a collector?

"... are you concerned about Mr. Iris?

Meir also says wonderfully.

"I thought he wasn't the guy to do that..."

Our doubts elsewhere, the collector takes the sword and dries it up.

"Is that good?!? Then hurry...... oh, oh...! We're gonna get tamed in the hands! Exactly! Instead of dumping it on my weapon store daughter, it's not like the crude stuff I just got!

The collector looks at his face reflected in the blade and laughs with his mouth wide open into the three-day moon shape.

"No, I'm not. He's lost all his property, and his sensibilities are just falling apart like ordinary people."

"... Whatever, I'm glad Mr. Iris didn't get hurt"

"Right, it felt like it fit well round, and Meir was very relieved. The collector must have taken care of that sword...... Ah!

Meir freezes her expression with her eyes on the Orecalcos Sword, a true copper sword that remains pierced by an autem-shaped pedestal.

"A, A, Abel...... what shall we do with this sword?

"Ah..."

Take this sword and it will distract the collector, but it will surely hurt Iris.

Yes, no, but, think about it, collectors are dangerous people.

If you take them poorly and they betray you on the way, they're no match.

Yes, that's right. It is so decided. This battle was inappropriate from the beginning.

After all I thought about, the collectors decided to take it off the Leavie Crusade.

- After that, only Zolomonia can be relied upon.

Say something, Zolomonia is a high spec.

In the analytical work involving ancient spiritual language, I have also received advice from Zolomonia several times.

The title of the Great Devil of Wisdom and Destruction is not Dada.

It also helped me a lot in the game against Kudr.

It will also be an important force of war when dealing with Leavie.

I took to another, currently sealed warehouse in Lark Mansion.

It traps Zolomonia inside and imposes many boundaries so that she cannot escape.

The voice that this treatment is not much is also up in the Alchemy Division, but don't let that adorable look fool you.

Zolomonia is Zolomonia, a species of calamity that has used its wisdom to ruin the Lord many times.

If I'm distracted, I could get scratched in the back. I have to worry about it.

This is the best distance between humans and demons.

Inside the open warehouse, large quantities of thick books are laid on walls, floors.

The main thing is the ban on ancient magic and spiritual bodies, the four great creative gods, and artificial spirits, which we had scratched using the assets of Phage territory.

It is what I ordered Zolomonia to look through as part of Leavie's spear analysis.

Zolomonia, a virgin with a blue body surface, jumped out of the warehouse.

Surprisingly sticky neighborhoods claim to exist under big eyes.

"Oh, oh! It's Abel! You're finally willing to free your concubine from this book hell! Mm-hmm! The concubine when confronted with the God of Law, precisely because she was Abel's best partner! No, I thought we were going to need concubine power again soon! Ah! Yes, the spear analysis is going well, no matter what! Still at the stage of possibility, that force that twists the cause and effect and hits the spear may, depending on the application, turn to defense or be sublimated as a powerful means of attack. That's all I can say right now!

Zolomonia desperately appeals to me for her usefulness.

I put my arms together and nodded small.

"I knew I'd leave Zolomonia behind."

I close the door gently.

Behind the closing door, Zolomonia floated a ghost shape, and it flew to the door to come to his eyes.

I float the magic formations behind closed doors and rebuild my bonds again. Finally, the large oatem was moved to stand in front of the door and completely sealed off.

There's a knock on the door with Don from the other side.

"... okay, Abel, that"

"Oh, in the first place, Zolomonia's not a combat type. Besides, I'm also interested in Zolomonia's use of Leavie's spear. It would be bad to interrupt something on the way. I'm going to leave you alone this time."

"Well, Abel just wants information about the spear..."

"'Cause that spear is a weapon that can be a trump card against Kudr and Count Jurem..."

- Three days later, the day of the promise to board the Leaveras country.

I met Peter in the garden of the Lark Mansion.

"Abel, I know the puppet dragon has been postponed and Altamia has fallen... but what about the collector and Zolomonia?

"It wasn't convenient this time. Me, Meir, and Mr. Peter will take you to the Holy Capital of the Land of Leaveras."

I pose as a big gut and call on Peter.

"... I figured I could wait here for the eagle too?