Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Outside the kingdom of Dinlat, the village of Russell on Baron Lark's territory, there were five great old gyms and four monks hiding themselves in black attire.

In front of them stands a tall metal circle tower.

The cylinder was a simple exterior.

There are no decorations, and a mass of demon ore is installed in the ceiling.

"Hi-ho-ho-ho-ho... it looks just like I heard. Shall I have this guy's heart while the mad magician is away? Hey, confident man, let's go to analysis."

One of the monks bows his head to Jim's words and precedes him to the door.

When the monks put their hands on the door, the magic formation unfolds around their palms.

It is an analysis of the determination of the presence or absence of a trap.

Jim steps back from the spot.

I was more certain to go myself, but I wanted to avoid touching it poorly as a gym than not knowing what phylogenetic tricks were applied.

If we inadvertently try to open the door, we cannot abandon the possibility that some kind of attack will be launched unconditionally either.

If anything, once the trap is activated, it is an accumulation that sacrifices and retreats.

"But Dear Jim, what the hell is this..."

"This tiny piece of metal is called the Magic Wave Tower. That's what I hear from reconnaissance. I don't know the name's intent, but I hear it should be able to fire by giving directivity to a mass of gravity. If the existence of this were exposed, the Kingdom of Dinlat would buy the Great Jubilee from all the surrounding countries and become a recreation of the war of mythology."

"Oh my god, such a thing......!? But if that's the case, shouldn't we let others attack us by exposing our existence rather than bringing up some of our weapons? If we succeed, the kingdom of Dinrat will perish, even if we do not get our hands on it. Isn't it a little dangerous to carry such dangerous material?

Jim shakes his short head and denies talking about the monks.

"Hijoho, this is a substitute that, rumor has it, could damage the Great Evil God Kudr as well. If that is true, it will be the most powerful weapon in history. A basement can already be caused at any time you like, such as a war centered around the kingdom of Dinrat. Don't you think a weapon that scrapes off the spiritual body of Kudr is worth more than that?

Jim laughs with his mouth wide open.

The monks spit on you.

"... I didn't know the kingdom of Dinrat was making such a magical weapon of guidance on the periphery. Originally, what did they make this for?

"It's more than just curiosity."

The monks approach the tower and look seriously at the mass of demonic ore installed in the ceiling.

"There is a deathly priest, Peter, in this country. He is a Phantom who continues to bull the politics of the kingdom of Dinrat from the back, making immortality our thing a high-ranking contraindicated alchemist. He said he was connected to the traitor Limud. It wouldn't be strange to hear from the Maharoun kingdom about the movements of one of our factions led by Master Zimm."

"Hung, we were developing weapons on the periphery just in case, you mean? All I can say is that it was foolish to leave camouflage behind, or to keep guard handy, along a remote border."

Jim was laughing with his nose as he looked at the monks on his ass.

(Phew, you can say whatever you want)

Originally, Peter, the consciousness of the monks, was just one of the pawns on the board for Jim.

Zim is less careful than the original, such as the kingdom of Dinlat.

Only the Great Evil God Kudr is the enemy, otherwise it is only the weakness that shackles the Great Evil God Kudr.

But Jim wasn't even going to bother telling them that story.

For Zim, it is only one of the many masks that is the corner of the five great elders who govern the Kingdom of Maharoun and are now in a position to hold even King Magna to the top of the virtual spectrum.

The kingdom of Maharoun was also a pawn for Jim to hit Kudr and strip his spiritual body.

It's only a pawn that can be cooked if it's true, such as Peter, but from the standpoint of being one of the five great elders today, Peter is a natural opponent to be wary of.

"Dear Jim, what seems like a trap was not hooked into sensing"

"Hmm, it's an alert thing. The mad magician in the example says that his magic arm stands, but he doesn't seem to have crisis management."

Jim nods and laughs in a low voice.

At that time, a sphere of light was abruptly fired from the top of the tower.

The gym line follows it with its eyes and looks up at the sky.

The sphere of light burst in space, wrapping a strip of red light around it.

Jim tongued silently.

"... what did you say about the trap-like thing?

"Thigh, I'm sorry, Master Zimm! Shit, but I just parsed it with thin magic interference! If you react with something like that, it should also malfunction against spirits in the atmosphere! This isn't supposed to happen......!

"You idiot, can I guess your word! Isn't the word" no trap "already a mistake? Ha... Baron Lark's private soldiers will be here soon."

I'm pretty sure the light now is for reporting.

Jim had heard beforehand that there would be no problem if he were just a private soldier, but that there were several strange figures in the realm, led by Peter.

Jim is not going to lose whoever comes.

It has just cleaned up Limud, one of the five great elders previously known as man's strongest, without difficulty.

But we are no match for starting the battle poorly on this occasion and the delicate magic wave tower trap reacts to it and causes catastrophe.

But once you turn back and become more alert, it's not unlikely that the Magic Wave Tower itself, a weapon against Kudr because of it, will ever be disposed of.

(I wanted to bring Gillemeim, because he showed difficulty in touching this territory in the first place.... he would have been able to analyze and manipulate it instantly, but not just untie it and bring up the control part of the Magic Wave Tower. I also intend to be confident to the extent that magic never extends to ordinary people... but this is a little tricky when it comes to incorporating a trick that allows me to respond pinpoint to the faint magic of analysis)

Jim conceives with his hands on his chin.

"... I'll do the analysis alone, split up second-hand and massacre in the village. Try to make things as flashy and distracting as you can so you can't get to me."

"Ha! Dear Jim!

The monks split up one by two and then rush towards the village.

"... Now, we have to hurry up with the analysis. Let me do it."

Jim touches the door and floats the magic formation to proceed with the analysis.

Doing it yourself was risky, but you can't miss this opportunity.

I already know that my men won't talk about it.

"... apparently keeps strange magic in the tower. Besides, I try to rub through the analysis by changing the flow according to this magic power. You shouldn't be able to pick up anything suspicious, even if you feel bad."

Jim touches the door and says in frustration.

"Dear Jim, is it going to work...?

"Shut up and watch! If you can't, just use your strong hands."

"Yes!

Someone stepped down behind him as Jim was analyzing.

"You guys... How many times do you think people's things are on their own? It's mine."

"... hum, I thought only my men would be enough to control this territory"

Jim slowly looks back and stares at the person who appeared.

A badly eyed sorceress with curly orange hair was floating in the universe with her arms together.

There are two metal chunks of cross floating behind her.

One at a time, a monk soldier, one of Zimm's men, who was supposed to have headed for the village, had his abdomen thrust to the top, and he was hanging on to himself.

"... Orange Witch, Altamia"

Jim makes his mouth stink.

"You know that at a good glance. Could we have met somewhere before?

"We're a little more knowledgeable than people, so we are."