Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

"I'm already packing, this country. Are you going to go along with the dream story of the Lord of a country that's going to perish? You're just being flushed, and you're not supposed to be ready for that. From here on out, I'll give you a little something to talk about seriously. Sarteria, you know that, don't you? I'll give you asylum in the best possible way, so give it up already."

In the words of Peter, the place that was exuberant quieted down.

I knew Peter would be willing to consider the proposal from Sarteria.

But from the tone of Peter, there was no stray at all.

Sarteria also thought it was something that was totally going in the direction of the story coming together, and even though she was laughing happily until earlier, her expression is completely darkened.

The air is heavy.

"First, Abel needs to protect our country. It is not acceptable from the point of view of the eagle to attack with scattered backstroke and lend the trump card of our country so that it can be consecrated to the Pope in the Land of Leaveras."

"... it is true that my country has caused a great deal of trouble to the Kingdom of Dinrat... which is why I am telling the story that, in order to solve it, we want to weaken Master Leavie's influence and proceed with the unification of our internal intentions. Even for the Kingdom of Dinlat, it should never be a bad story that we become one ally, not a crowd of the U.N. moving with individual ideas.... and what will Abel do, isn't it because of Abel's personal problems that Peter will speak out?

Sarteria turns to me.

"Master Abel will stay in the Leaveras country, won't he? That's what you said earlier, right? He said he would help our country, our people..."

Sarteria tells me to scratch.

Peter sent me an eye contact saying, "Don't give me anything back."

"I dare you to be honest with me. The eagle thinks that if the Leaveras country loses Leavey and crushes us in a mess, that's fine. Some of them will come out in retaliation for rebelling against the kingdom of Dinrat, but if the Levi disturbance ends on such a small scale, it won't hurt as much. It doesn't have to be the best."

... When Peter told me, he spoke fervently that the harassment from the Leaveras country would end entirely, but genuinely, he said, it was an operation based on being subjected to some attack.

"... haha, that's just it, aren't we talking too much honestly? Doesn't that mean you don't care how much the people of the Rivalus nation have suffered to find out, and whether there are dead people within your own country or not? Let's just say human beings like me lose their lives in war for what they deserve. However, there are hundreds of thousands of people in the Land of Leaveras who dream of living in peace and are frightened by the civil war every day. You trample it like an ant..."

"'Cause it's nothing else. This country is over. You're the one who stabbed Todome, Sarteria."

"Oh, no, that's not true! I, to not be......!

"You have been fooled by Gawa alone, the fine Leavie, to set up an array and almost complete the unity of the sect. Sure enough, it must be a real Leavie. But even so, what your country truly believed in was the ideal Levi statue and its teachings, built up over a long history."

With that word of Peter, Sarteria became faceless and stopped moving like it was frozen.

"That you have denied the Bible, which is also the ideal image of the country, which the Leaveras nation has completed with much blood, by means of a forceful unity dominated by the new sect. So what you pushed instead of the scriptures you covered was based on a stupid god whose head was empty and whose power had been lost for so long."

Blood draws away from Sarteria's face, getting whiter and whiter.

His breath was getting coarser, and he looked like he was going to fall down now.

"We still can't acknowledge that, and we're plotting to get stupid gods away from politics and away from the eyes of the people to be solved by the violence we incorporate from the outside. No matter how hard you try, the civil war won't end forever. The fundamentals are distorted, and then we're just trying to solve them with force moves. I know you don't have to tell me, but really, you've done a hell of a thing, Sarteria."

Sarteria's mouth moves weakly.

But something, words never spinned.

"I sympathize. The old you, come on, Leavie, would have seemed like a hope of making this country peaceful. It's really amazing how you could have decided to drive Levi to just a symbol without being flushed by Levi from there. If the eagles were in your shoes, I'm sure they would have done nothing and followed Leavie's words. I'm not saying it because I want to, I really do. But all the blood that you let spill for unity, no matter how you scratch it, will have to go to waste."

Sarteria leaned over and silenced.

I guess she didn't have a word to give back to Peter.

Honestly, I could have licked Peter too.

I thought you were just a fanatic sexual evil wolf.

I didn't expect to be able to completely twist and twist the Sarteria that spoke so vividly about the future of the Rivalus country with words alone.

"Did I say Peter? Don't weigh the rest, Ningen! The rest will be gods of water, living in times of 10,000. How foolish of you not to be able to live for two hundred years, making fun of the rest! You dragon bearer, you fog! Sarteria, he's trying to foment your distrust, turn you away from the rest, and crumble this country! Don't let such a handyman flush you!

Leavie tells Sarteria to go away.

It was obvious that he was so afraid that the therthertheria could really break in this flow.

Sarteria turned to me after she looked around.

"A, Lord Abel, to the Pope of our country… that, too, I serve you with my life at stake…"

"Yes, no, I..."

Between Sarteria and me, Peter stood.

"No more of this, no more of that stupid god there. Stop the dragon pulse."

After looking into Peter's eyes, Sarteria breathed slowly and naturally set up a great scepter.

No, Sarteria's gonna move.

I pulled out the cane I was putting on my belt, too.

"Peel from side to side, don't get in the way all the time!

Sarteria waves a great wand.

"ব য (Wind) ব হ ন (Carry)!"

I turn to Peter and point the tip of the cane.

The wind engulfed Peter and pulled him back beside me.

A mass of water emerged from the universe pierced the floor on which Peter stood.

Similar to the water that Sarteria used for defensive junctions, there were persistent ripples on the surface of the water, with massive surgical formulas floating around.

"... I knew you couldn't do it. So I should have just crushed it, not talked about it properly. It doesn't taste good."

Peter stood up, whispering so zero.

"Admit I was wrong! But even so, as long as Abel's magic can guide the country no matter what! You must be! If Abel won't cooperate, we can't help it. With your hands and feet clasped, we will wait until you feel comfortable! Within our church, a little different from the people I was looking for, but many are good at torture!

Sarteria waves the great wand again.

Again, like earlier, created by the dragon vein, there comes an attack by water.

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Abel's hands and feet... or it's a masterpiece! Well done, Sir Terrier! Again, you have to come! Mind you, Abel, your cause will be clear in this place! Treat him politely in our church as a dangerous curse!

From the rift in the wall, Leavie disappears.

The next moment, I hit through the ceiling and Leavie's huge arm came down.