Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

A week has passed since the crusade of the sky god Silfeim.

I have already returned to Phage territory and today I was walking alongside Meir in the hallway of the Lark Mansion.

I'm supposed to meet people in the guest room.

"But...... I'm glad Mr. Lark forgives you so much. He's not the type to say it very strongly, so I was honestly anticipating it."

Lark was still nice to me when I returned to Phage territory.

It was in the form of spitting all I could and leaving, but it was in the form of a light acceptance, almost acquittal.

That's right, Mr. Lark, I'm nostalgic.

And the other day, Eurice said to Lark, "If you don't tell me more, Lord Abel won't know what to do! 'I stumbled upon the scene I was advising.

Lark told her, 'If I say anything, I won't listen anyway, and I'll make sure I'm not in a bad mood. Even if you're doing something somewhat dangerous, Abel will eventually be the safest one near you. Even if the Church challenges you with half the world on its side, Abel, you will win. At the very least, Dear Peter and Alta will say, and we shall at best keep you spoiled, for the benefit of the territory'.

Exactly an overrated one, but what do I look like to Lark?

"Mr. Lark, I thought you were a warm hard-worker of manipulation, but maybe you're a pretty clever guy..."

Meir shrugged small.

"Really?

Speaking of which, the Baron Phage family was talking about Lark's grandfather being the first generation.

You think my grandfather was recognized for his accomplishments and became a baron?

It also seemed like Lark's grandfather had prepared some nasty magic books that were in the warehouse of the Lark Mansion and some kind of secret conference room equipped with interception measures at the sorcery ceremony, and his grandfather was undoubtedly quite a cutter.

He's such a ralk that draws his grandfather's blood, so he may even have a cunning side unexpectedly.

The fact that a painting appeared from Lark's grandfather's collection that Earl of Jurem had been painted is also a little suspicious now.

Count Jurem was generally regarded as just a kind of strange tale, and that painting itself was seen by experts as worthless.

But if it was really painted by Arre looking at Count Jurem, it would never be truncated as a worthless occult painting.

I don't even think Lark's grandfather is just an occult lover, considering his other core sorcery hobbies.

Was Lark's grandfather aware of the reality of Count Julem?

... Lark had been deceived and deceived by Marias, but I guess he was also a bad opponent.

Marias and Neroglyph, the four great clerics, are the two tops who were puppeting the Leaveras nation under the direction of Med the False Leavey.

Neroglyph caught me in a scathing pain, too.

If that Grandpa Raccoon had been a little more vigilant about me, he would most likely have been killed without knowing anything while he was being deceived.

"Speaking of which... I'm surprised that that collector was engaged"

"You didn't... Wasn't that guy, Mr. Iris, dumped you and you were unfaithful?

... Yes, after returning to Phage territory, I was surprised to hear that that collector was engaged in Phage territory.

It hasn't been that long since I was dumped as a female merchant's hippo.

The opponent is Ella, the billboard daughter of the liquor store 'dwarf's lair'.

... I heard you've been drowning in booze since they dumped you, but did you get along there?

"Ella, are you okay......? Meir, I'm a little nervous."

"Uh-huh... I don't know..."

There's nothing better than his face.

Even that face is made young with super fancy drinks like Amrita, but she's a real grandpa over 300 years old at Nokes......

I arrived in the guest room with Meir.

Peter and Munich, who apparently had just arrived at the hall, lined up near the entrance.

Yes... it was Peter who summoned me.

I can more or less imagine what the story is about.

What Peter would like to hear from me would be about his settlement with the sky god Sylpheim.

... and about the abandonment of the Abel cannon?

I had already told several people, including Altamia, that the weapon of the Magic Wave Tower was incomplete and that even if it was completed, it was not meant to be used because of its supposed negative impact on the world.

It won't be possible to cut the syrah now.

But Abel, I want you to just miss the alle because you couldn't break through Silfeim's 'Red Dream' without putting out the cannon.

One hundred percent of the time I was determined to punch him was for me and Meir's safety, but if I hadn't tapped him over there, I wouldn't have had any other means of breaking through in the end.

It's a fucking cheat specification that blows the world away if you accumulate half the damage to an unrestricted ability to alter the world besides the sweet accuracy of that 'Red Dream'.

You will never defeat Silfaim on a Kudr built to protect the world.

Silfaim exceeded Kudr by pure power alone, but it can be said that 'Red Dream' is also the strongest Kudr Meta ability you can think of.

I feel fear for Sylpheim's obsession when I think again because I was planning a world war that would have involved all mankind just to pull Kudr's leg on top of this.

I guess I had plenty of time to lose to Kudr 10,000 years ago.

Well, it all went to waste.

"You're here, Abel. I'm so glad you came out to see me."

"No, I apologize for postponing this far, though you would have liked to hear it as soon as possible"

While we were talking, we went into the guest room.

"... I have no choice. I stormed Abel's room before by pushing Baron Lark's opposite, but he wasn't in a position to talk to me. That's when Meir kicked me out right away... Abel, you don't even remember, do you?

Yes... until the day before yesterday I was hit all over my body by the recoil of "The Rigor."

In addition to a wide variety of body healing potions, I practiced thinking that if I let my body's nerves sleep completely with my consciousness by magic for about two days, it would lift my suffering, but at the time I woke up safely three days later, I was to be burned out of my body by severe pain.

I don't remember much, but he kept spitting in his mouth as he lay down in bed.

It was yesterday that we had a decent conversation and were able to walk.

... I really annoyed Meir, who had been nursing me all that time.

Most of all... I feel a little more muscular than before because of you.

Though my life expectancy is likely to be reduced if I use "The Rigid Devil" for training purposes.

"Meir and Baron Lark told me some things, but there are a lot of things I'd like to check directly with you."

After Peter touches his hand on the back of his seat, he urges us to sit in the chair too.

"Ha... I guess so"

At that time, there was a sudden gust of wind in the room even though the window was not open.

A beauty with long hair sat in the guest room with the eyes of a slit that had not been there until earlier.

Lift your fingers, slap a ton and a desk.

"I want to hear it from you, too. I didn't expect him to disappear if he hurried back. Get to your seats quickly."

My spine got cold.

Apparently, Peter had already face-to-face, too, with pins and spine stretches.

"Phew, you were back from the seal...... Dear Kudr"

When I said it stuck in words, Kudr stared at me.

"Is there a problem too?

"Yes, no, there is no extermination either!