Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Avoid the escaping people and head with Meir and Myzen to the great power of the noise.

Looking ahead, the culprit seemed to be in the north of the city.

Myzen travels well through the crowd and runs ahead.

I'm just working out, and my legs are way faster than mine.

"Oh, hey, Meizen! Wait a minute!

Myzen looks back at me small.

"I'm sorry, but let me go ahead as soon as I can, even for a second! There's nothing more comforting than you, so make sure you catch up!

"You, that's a pattern of dying in time later..."

"Let's get into the back street once! Looks like you can get there faster from that way!

It is true that the flow of people is in the way and cannot go as well as Myzen.

I think I'm going to put it on faster as a result of going far away.

"Then that way..."

I turned a corner and tried to get into the back street, and I found someone rushing in the direction of crossing with someone else running away from Meizen.

He had blue neat hair, he was a long man.

The clothes are also neat and draw a line with the rough adventurer.

He had a brilliant sheath sword on his hips.

That guy seems to be looking at this anomaly too and taking the initiative to move to a resolution.

I thought this city's adventurers were just like Gaston, but they're not the ones the world threw away.

"Out of the way! Make way! I'm the one who set this demon up. I'm the one who came out! Hey, stop! Somebody explain the situation! I'll take care of it!

... It was just Gaston.

Imechen is not a level.

I didn't notice it at all until I heard your voice.

He is shaving off the dark beard that was attached to the mochi.

Hairstyles have changed, and the outfit has been totally changed from bandit fashion, which seems to wash only once every three days, to something small and beautiful.

Besides, to the sword, he switches from a boneless sword to a small, long sword.

I thought you owed Gordon because you didn't have any money.

What color are you noticing, that old man?

"I'm a hero! Make way!

I accidentally stopped moving and watched Gaston cancer.

Grumpy, and Mere pulls my sleeve.

"What's wrong with you? Eyes like you've seen such a rare beast."

"... oh, no, it could have been a mistake"

I decided I didn't see anything and decided to go for the culprit from the back street.

While I was out of breath, I managed to get to where I was meant to be.

It's a wealthy residential neighborhood with upstairs, three-story buildings.

Due to its proximity to shopping districts, it is usually a popular place.

When I turned the corner, a hell of a sight came into my eyes.

In the streets, there are stone statues in the form of people.

Nearly thirty stone statues all had a sad look on their faces and stopped like they were reaching out to escape something.

There was also a stone statue of Meizen squeezing his sword in it and, for some reason, a stone statue of Jen-royal Gaston.

"A, A, Abel... What is this..."

I open my eyes and make my shoulders tremble like Meir perceived something.

Out of fear, there was strength in my sleeve-shaking hand.

I approach the nearest stone statue.

It's a stone statue of a six-year-old girl.

Touch and stroke the shoulder area by hand.

There were dark magic marks. Definitely, it's a petrification curse.

Behind a line of stones, on the roof of the ground floor part of the building, stood a man.

He is deeply robed and holds a great scepter in his hand.

"Ha! If you think someone's here again, aren't you the right kid! I thought it was time for a toothy guy to come, but I'm bored! It's boring! Oh! My brother wants to make me feel more, more, Zolomonia's help on this skin!

The man stares at me from the back of his robe as he cheeks on the scepter in his hand.

At first glance, I knew perfectly well that I was the type of person with a crazy head.

Looks like you can't go wrong with that one.

The name Zolomonia sounded familiar. It's the name of the famous Great Devil.

Apparently, this case was caused by a magician of Satanic Faith.

I look back gently and then I take out the wand.

"প ্ র ত ্ য া ব (curse)"

The girl's statue is colored and changes from stone to meat.

The girl back to life fell on the spot.

"Ahhh! Hey, what..."

Have you broken the curse now?

It's not that complicated of a curse.

From the magic marks, I also generally grasped the habit of the surgeon.

A man in the robe laughed as he hoisted the edge of his mouth.

"Ho, ho! Sounds like you're gonna do it! It has to be. It's boring! But he's a fool. Abandon the opportunity to poke surprises and deliberately expose our strength to the present!

I point the end of the cane at the roof where the man in the robe is riding.

"শ ি খ া (O flame) এ ই হ া ত (elephant the ball)"

A sphere of flame appears from the tip of the wand and flies in a straight line to the man.

"Farhaha! Dear Zolomonia, please! Show that fool the difference in character!

A man raises a great scepter and shouts, "আ (of light) প ্ র া চ (of wall)".

A wall of light appears and a black one covers the man's circumference so as to reinforce it.

"You fool!

Something like anger came to my head.

Immediately after, the sphere of fire touches the wall of light. The black wax is scattered.

"Hmm?"

Shortly afterwards, the ball of flame could play. In an instant, a man is engulfed in flames and at the same time the roof collapses.

The man was slapped down by the shock and fell flashly to the ground.

He clashes with the sidewalk from his shoulder, swallowed by the soot smoke that went up.

"Ahhh! Dear Zolomonia, Dear Zolomonia - whoa! Where is it, Master Zolomonia?

The man is groaning, reaching out to my samurai.

They dropped a cane in the smoke.

It was creepy magic, but it doesn't seem like a big guy. You're all right now.

"Ko, this stone statue goes back to being human, right? Right?"

"That's a pretty simple curse in petrification. It's the type that the surgeon can solve if he gets a strong shock, so he'll go back inside of it. If I don't have to go back, as soon as I analyze it a little..."

"Gee ho! Goe ho! Come on, you, I'll kill you... I was wondering if the kid could just give him a little head start... gee ho! The horror of Zolomonia, taste it with your own hands!

As Me and Meir were talking, the man got up.

There were all kinds of burns all over his body, besides he seemed to have a broken leg and shoulder bone because he flashly punched his left half when he fell.

I didn't think I could stand with that.

I'll never make it.

"With the help of Zolomonia, we are invincible! Master Zolomonia has chosen us! There can be no defeat! That is absolutely unacceptable!

The man peels off his white eyes, but brings them back with only his temper.

He bit his tongue for notice, and there's blood coming from his mouth.

"ত া র া অ ভ ি শ া প (Curse his people)"

When a man puts up his cane, a great magic formation floats.

At the same time, purple light leaks out of the wand.

"Stop it, Margus. Stop it, it's no use. '

The curse becomes a magical formation of two-stage structures.

Always draw a magic formation to show the Spirit to use the curse first, then overlay the magic formation with the details added.

So if you can see it through at one stage, you can alter it ahead of time.

Fortunately, I was grasping a man's magic habit when I broke the girl's curse, and the second-stage magic team always needs to use the previous stage of encryption and corresponding type of encryption.

Besides, I can also guess from the stone statues around me that I'm probably good at petrifying curses.

I waved my wand and did an override of the magic formation at about the same time the man drew the second stage of the magic formation.

The second step was a magic formation that was perfectly as expected.

"প া থ র প র ি ব (Turn to stone)"

The purple light coming out of the tip of the wand becomes a line, pouring down on the man's hands and feet.

"Whoa, whoa!?

In the Marlen settlement, the redefinition and principles of the magic formation done to the Noswell opponent are the same.

He redefined the maneuvers about direction and destroyed himself.

Normally, the time to be involved in the magic formation is too short to be possible, but I knew the magic to be used in advance, the encryption, and the timing, so I could cover it.

I didn't have any reason to take this method, but it means a lot that I tried it because the conditions are going to be clean and I can do it.

Honestly, it felt a little good.

The man's hand quickly lost grip and dropped the great wand. Then,

More and more hands discolor to gray and harden.

"Oh, no, no! This is happening! Stupid!"

The man reached out to pick up the scepter, but by then his fingers had already not bent and he was unable to grasp it.

"Oh, oh! Zo, Dear Zolomonia! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

It seems that the petrification of his legs was also progressing under his pants, and the man fell on the spot, unable to balance.

I just can't do anything anymore, and I won't be willing to do anything.

Even so, I thought the bump and one word was intense from earlier, but is that big wand like Zolomonia?

A strange voice just echoed in my head, but that could have been a fragment of Zolomonia's reading.

A great wise man of the past sealed Zolomonia on his cane and said, 'Take it to a place that is not in anyone's hands' and disappeared. It was a legend that no one knew the whereabouts of the Great Sage and the Zolomonian staff.

Is that great scepter a real Zolomonian scepter?

"Oh... Dear Zolomonia, forgive me for this impudent Margus..."

The man said so in an abdominal crawling position and drowned his head without force.

Then he just circles his eyeballs, and that's when he stares at me with an eye that's about to curse me to death.

"You little brat! Touch Master Zolomonia with one finger! At that time, we will become spirits and curse you to death! Stay away from Master Zolomonia. Ah!

Whoa... how spiritual is that guy?

In this world, it is believed that if a man dies, part of his soul becomes a spirit.

In short, what is now a threat to the extent that it 'turns out' when it comes to the Japanese style.

It cannot be the first, such as the dwelling of a dead human spirit in the Spirit.

"Uh, now it's... it's over, isn't it?

I groaned with a pitiful mixed glance at the man who summoned and scattered Meir.

"Oh, right. Before the victim's petrification curse is lifted, I'll do a little digging on that scepter."

When I answered, the man started calling out louder and scattering, shaking his almost petrified hands and feet.