Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

"Abel, Abel! Hold on!

Meir puts tears in her eyes and touches my shoulder.

I slowly put my hand on my neck and breathe.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

I squeeze my strength and answer.

But that seems to have caused me to worry about Meir extra.

"Hey, wait a minute! Meir, I'm going to get a sailor!

I grabbed Meir's arm trying to walk away.

"... now you must be being targeted by Julem. It is possible that Peter has been calling the 'Amore' sorcerer. Stay as close as you can to me."

"Amore" is a Kudolitan extremist organization in which Peter is the head of the shadows.

They may hang on to dispose of me as a sanction for my unauthorized departure, or they may come to the assassination of Mere that Count Jurem is after after after Kudr.

"Abel... but...!

"No, you're just seasick... looking like the end of a world like that. Both Abel and Meir are huge... Don't bother the sailor too much."

The shame on the street tells me like I'm stunned.

"But, but, Abel, I'm dying so much now...!

"... wasn't that white from the beginning?

"That's not true! Abel's originally white, but, look, she's a little blue! It's turning blue and white!

"Uh-huh, right? Because you look unhealthy from the beginning..."

Shame tilts his neck.

"Mr. Sheim, please! Meir, I'm looking at Abel. So get her a sailor! If we don't hurry, Abel, Abel!

"I won't call you..."

"Why not! Abel, you're making me look so bitter!

... Didn't think I was vulnerable to the ship so far.

I've been traveling on oatems for a long time, and I've been on the carriage quite a bit.

Carriages in this world are fast because the horse's power is different from that of previous life, but the swing is slightly stronger because the roads are not paved.

Is it a mental problem?

Maybe I'm a little tired because I lived long enough to stay away from Phage territory and continued my journey, as well as some mental fatigue from face-to-face with the folks in my hometown where I came running away.

Maybe it also sounds like he wasn't sleeping properly last night because he was obsessed with magic tricks.

"It'll be easier to throw up ~"

Sheim leans his body forward tremendously and approaches me with his hands in suspicious motion.

Before that, Meir stood.

"Ya, stop it! Really, really, Abel is going to suffer right now!

... looks like they both have fun and most importantly.

"And yes. I need to ask Abel a favor."

Shame switches facial expressions and postures.

"Please...?

Shame hands together all the time.

"Oh, please. Abel, look, you said you picked up that demon stone, right? I'm a little worried about that one, can't you show it to me often?

"... is that it"

It's about Sims petrified with a curse.

... I just managed that because the contents were dumb, but he's a dangerous guy who's been sticking around Gisele for a long time and watching the opportunity to use her.

"Hey, isn't that a little dangerous? It's not that good, it's not that beautiful."

"Actually, I kept my mouth shut, Atashi, but I'm a little confident in how I treat the devil. Right? Abel, too, because something somewhat dangerous is more of a Hing rider type for curiosity, you know how Atashi feels, right?

Shame smiles badly.

"I know that very well..."

Rather than... I'm surprised the word came out of Sheim's mouth about how to treat the devil.

I originally had so much vitality and facial breadth that it was strange to be a junior adventurer that I assumed it was also the main business I was hiding something from and doing, but I guess it had something to do with it.

"Look, Abel, just before you look at her! A lifetime of favors!

It's unusual for Shame to ask you to do this.

I'm a benefactor, and if I can, I want to ask you a favor.

Shame is pretty solid, and if he says he is confident, is he okay?

"Well, then you're okay"

I flaunted my nose and threw a shim stone at it.

Shame catches with both hands.

"Mm, thanks, Abel"

"... Abel, you've been very wary."

"Well, it's not something I can handle as much as I threw it"

I give back a bitter laugh.

"Yikes!

Sheim couldn't get her hair in between and waved her arms wide with shimstones outside the ship.

"Shame!?

"Joke, joke"

Shame opens his hand laughing from tease.

Simstone was firmly gripped in his palm.

... bi, surprised, thought you were seriously going to throw it away for a moment.

"I'm just annoyed because he seemed so disgusted where I was talking to Abel,"

Sheim was bending his thumb and poking small as he put Simstone over his palm.

I'm pretty sure Sims was the guy who wasn't even Locke.

I felt terrible harm to humans.

Then for a while, we were going on to talk about Meir, Sheim and what to do when it comes to the Kingdom of Garshard.

... Most of all, I'm not feeling very well, so it was mainly the two of them listening beside me.

Along the way Sheim advised me that I should keep an eye on the distance because when my vision wobbled, it would be extra terrible, and I was staring at the ocean and the sun.

Second, I saw something in the distance.

There was something coming straight this way with a water splash.

Is it a demon? Then I have a duty to respond with witchcraft.

"... is that, on the sea, not running?

The consciousness that was sumptuous suddenly became clearer.

approaching at tremendous speeds. It was clearly running at terrible speeds over the sea.

With that approaching somewhat, I finally realized I was a man weaving a dark cloak.

Rough dark blue hair with glowing blue crystal stones on the forehead.

The two winding angles were stretched out of my head.

On his back, there was a big spear.

"D, Doom tribe......?

Incredibly, the guy kicked the surface and jumped up big.

flight and was at a height that was no different from what you would call it.

Obviously not leg strength in the human category.

It landed in the middle of the ship, easily penetrating the floor and falling inside.

Then the floor on the side splashes slightly, and the big man jumps up from below.

"What the heck..."

There was never such a guy before when there was a Doom raid.

Defne also felt his style as a first-rate warrior, but this man is not of that dimension.

A beast, or a monster.

"Shh, it's a raid! A pirate!? Where the hell did you come from?

"O, where is the magician of the escort!

"It's impotent! What are you going to do with this!

The ship instantly became a screaming storm.

"My name is Merezev. There is no reason to harm you. But Red Stone must be on the ship. Stop imitating them so they can all sink into the bottom of the ocean."

The big man says in a low voice.

It was too convincing a word.

"Me, Meir, what are you talking about?

Meir looked stunned and looked at the big man he named Melezev.

Her complexion was pale.

"And, Father..."

"Father!?

I shall see Merezev again.

Wrecked hair, a pierced mustache.

A tough face on both arms as if they were specialized in destroying things.

Staring at him, he was an impressive man with a vicious three-white eye that seemed to really kill him if he was about a small animal.

"Me, Meir's like a mother."