Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

"This is the place for us Leviathans to communicate with Lord Leviathan… between God"

They led us to the top floor of the palace.

Behind the room is a pedestal decorated with gold, on which is placed a large blue, crystal ball.

"Meir...... thanks. I'm done with the stairs. I'm fine."

I was spinning on Meir's shoulder. Drop the arm.

"Are you okay, Abel? Feet, doesn't it hurt?

Meir asks me anxiously.

"In the meantime, so far..."

Anyway, there was a spiral staircase running all the way to the top floor, and on the way, my legs hung and there was a happening rolling down the stairs.

With Sarteria's apology, she suggested lending me a shoulder, and Mere, who was stretching my toenails, became half crying, and Sarteria, who cared, immediately pulled it off, to this day.

"Where it is really inconvenient, I apologize... it was designed to show the majesty of Master Leavie, but you have to be a little lower..."

From the mouth of the Surterrier, the palace's accessibility plan is leaked.

What? I was wondering what that spiral staircase was, but apparently it was Leavie's mercy.

Nothing, I don't care what happens after I don't plan on taking my feet here again...

"Sarteriaaa! You... have you really brought such a man into this and this sacred place?!? What do you think the rest is? This disrespect, this disrespect, this rest, what...!

Directly to my head, Leavie's voice echoes.

I don't know, Sarteria seemed somewhat confident, so I was sure Leavie would be able to talk to her, but apparently the book god didn't acknowledge it.

Besides, this look, Leavie is pretty clean.

This Pope talked about a lot of things, but I wonder if they didn't rub one together.

Instead of domestic strife, there is a conflict between the god and the pope.

"Come on, break it! There must be no more choice left for Master Leavie than Master Abel has come aboard! As I said before, if it is only about fighting Master Abel, I will not cooperate! Without all the magic of the season or Master Leavie's spear, please fight!

"Lick the rest of this...! Look, the rest, I'm telling you to fight to protect this country! If you are willing, this country will end!

"Even if we follow Master Levais like this, one day the Leavalas nation will surely perish! Please! I want to believe in Master Leavie, too! But there's no room in this country anymore!

Sarteria blushes and screams to the crystal ball.

It is a way of saying pleading, but sometimes there is also a mix of threatened and stained words.

From the crystal balls, angry and harsh thoughts are emitted.

Without a doubt, Leavie is seriously angry.

I'm starting to get scared, too.

Whatever you think of that, it doesn't look like it's a rushing act.

What are you doing, that god?

"Abel, eagle, you can't stay with me like this?

Peter spoke in a cold voice and said it out loud so that he could deliberately make Sarteria listen.

"Oh, well, I was wondering if I could just keep an eye on you a little longer..."

When I say that with pity for Sarteria, Peter keeps saying things like scratching my voice off.

"Hey, you'd think that too, wouldn't you, Meir? Hey? What do you think? She really wants us to talk, so I pitied Sarteria for the eagle to ride, but if you have to come, how about this? Is this happening? Well, it's a Leaveras country, and I didn't say I wasn't expecting it... but I didn't have to wait for you."

"Meme, Meir is nothing, so..."

Sarteria turns half her face back and turns her agitated eyes toward Peter.

Tears were seeping.

"Sarteria… Your words and actions for some time here have been too eye-catching. Even though you're in charge of managing the dragon vein, is that all you're gonna stand on par with the rest of this? If you have to, you can also use it as a tool to deprive your body of its freedom and lift magic from the dragon vein? It's not the hand I'd like to take if I could because of the terrible strain on your body... Sarteria, if you can't even hear the rest of the voice, if you're a treacherous person, then I'm not choosing the means either?

The crystal lights a red, cloudy light.

Behind the light, wide open, bright red eyes were reflected.

Peter signals to me with his eyes.

It's going to be broke before the discussion starts, so get ready to attack, I guess.

"... hey, if you can't hear me, then I have an idea too! I can't really afford the Reeveras country anymore! … I consider this meeting to be my last opportunity! We're going to hang everything on this occasion!

Sarteria shook her voice and said, gripping the scepter she had with one hand with both arms, pointing its tip towards her own jaw tip.

"Master Leavie, if you don't listen to me... I, on this occasion, will die of my own death! Please, Master Leavie! Please, listen to my wish! The kingdom of Dinrat does not have the power to engage the Leaveras!

"Saatelia aaaaaaa! You... remember, at dawn when a replacement is found, you, etc... you, etc...!

I wonder if it represents the wrath of Leavie or if the crystal ball emits a disastrous light... suddenly the light can be lost from the crystal ball.

"I ran away..."

It was at the same time that I opened my mouth and the wall between gods collapsed.

Out of the earthen smoke, a familiar, huge blue hand emerges.

From the broken gap in the wall, my arm was plugged in.

An enormous old man's face peeks between gods, with his arms drawn and instead nearly five meters.

The old man's face was engraved with fierce anger.

Three eyes catch me first, and then I turn to Sarteria.

'Fine, Sarteria. Only now, I'll go along with what you say.'

"Dear Leavie......! Master Leavie once again believed that one day he would be willing......!

"Soon, you'll know it's pointless. Sarteria, when the talks are broken, the rest will eat and kill the humans there. Sarteria, in doing so, let me use the magic of the dragon vein… that's the minimum, the condition '

Exactly when the body comes out, it's different in force.

Last time I ran into him, it was just my arm. On top of that, I went home shortly after the guide, so I bracketed the weakest of the four gods, the spearless spear god and the high, but I might have been a little overestimating.

I guess I was caught off guard over there when we met in the village of Pargas, but now I don't have that color either.

Leavie showed me a bare temptation to hold talks to convince Sarteria, but that's all.

It is obviously an abdominal cumulation that lets us talk properly and bring it into battle.

I look back at Peter.

Peter was also Peter, sweating on his forehead, but smiling invincibly as he was convinced of victory, and staring at Leavie.

And he didn't even try to hide his grin, and he said to me, 'You know what I mean, right?' Signal with your eyes.

No, they're both off the edge, totally unwilling to talk.

Sarteria's empty, dazzling smile.

Looks like you should stay in shape so the fight can start whenever you want.