Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

When Lark asked me to, I immediately took Meir and left for the village of Pargas.

By way of example, the owner of the carriage asked the area.

The area once traveled to the city of Asim at the request of a former adventurer who was isolated in Phage territory because of Nargarn, but was then back to Phage territory again.

Rumors of phage territory were also spreading in the city of Ashim, where he said there were many jobs going from Ashim to Phage territory.

The area treads that it can do expensive work with the reconstruction of the territory on Phage territory, and they intend to base around Phage territory for a while.

On the fifth day after I got in the carriage, I finally saw the village of Pargas and Yara in the distance.

It's not that big.

They also say the number of buildings is much smaller than in the village where Lark was.

"Looks like he was also disconnected from Mr. Lark... Warcraft damage, can you handle it?"

Because it is quite despicable, there will be even fewer adventurers on the journey than in the village where Lark was.

Besides, this seemed to be a story of an Altamian tower nearby with powerful warcraft prone...

Hasn't the tower of Altamia been so adversely affected?

The area sitting on your podium turned about half its face towards me.

"Hein Phage, village chief of the village of Pargas. It hits my uncle, the lord who governs the entire Phage territory... the Phage family's branch. I don't seem to get along very well with the lord. It doesn't seem so blatant..."

Neighborhood used to put his ex-private army face on the carriage more than once, and those circumstances seemed to be more in my ear than mine.

Were you... not very close?

I had been asked to be an uncle, but I hadn't heard much about the area.

"So... I guess we're just talking about Hain being non-cooperative with the Lords rather than Leviathan entanglement. We may not be very welcome either, so you might want to be prepared for that first."

I see......

I can also interpret whatever pieces of paper it said would be 'killed'.

Actually, it was something that had nothing to do with the village of Pargas, some ochi might say.

"Because I, too, have been helping adventurers with their requests for quite some time. Especially since I had so many opportunities to take on these kinds of jobs... somehow, my mind works"

The area's words were convincing.

Maybe I used to wear the shoulder watermark on this hand.

The professional investigation of that path at times like this is not an insult.

I just want to give up being treated too clutterfully because I'm tired of moving carriages... but if you don't have any particular problems, I don't mind that.

If the errands have just been cleared, I'd like to worship the Altamian Tower.

I'm more interested that way than Leviath.

I'm not saying I'm Lark's employee when I arrive, but I might as well just go away and gather information under the guise of just a traveling adventurer while reading the air.

"I'm sorry, I've always had weird work to do."

"Because I'm not bored when I'm carrying customers... I don't hate them"

This guy's pretty tough mentally.

When I was attacked by a Daldwarf knight and by Nargarn, he said he was diving the dead line twice because of me.

Then soon we arrived at the village of Pargas.

... As soon as I arrived, I was beginning to have a somewhat unpleasant feeling.

I can't see people at all.

Plus I kind of... I see some buildings in the middle of construction.

I don't know why, but I find that building in the middle of construction oddly visionary.

"... Meir, have you ever seen anything like that?

Meir rides herself out of the carriage slightly and looks around.

"Uh-huh... Meir gets hooked, too, but what was it? Ah! From over there, people...! People..."

Meir let her complexion shine and stretched her arms to show with her fingers, but soon the face cramped away.

If I looked at the area wondering what was going on, she'd narrow her eyes and disgust me all over her face, too.

"Sorry...... I took it off"

The area squeaks.

If you follow your gaze and look forward, six men will run from afar.

... they all had feathers of some familiar pale blue robe and hung a decorative necklace on their necks mimicking a triple spear.

Yes, I'm a Leviath.

Even in Phage territory, there were only two Leviaths, Rings and Marias, who appeared at the same time when they arrived in the village.

"Mr. Area. Huh!?

Neither did I. I didn't think the neighborhood would hit me all over the place, but I didn't think I'd get the opposite so far.

'Cause isn't this a pattern that's been completely over since before we got here?

"What will you do, Abel?!? Should I shoot you!?

"Duh, I don't know what to do... but I don't think there seems to be much hostility..."

As far as I can see, although it seems slightly grumpy, it doesn't look like we're going to be launching a hostile attack right away.

Only one person has the wand, and the rest has no weapon-like weapon in their hands either.

Besides, at this time, it's unlimited suspicious... and I'm not sure if it's the same faction as Marias and the others.

There are more than one extremist organization, even Kudr, that is at risk from the country, but that is only a little bit from the point of view of the whole.

In the unlikely event of a misunderstanding, a bad hand injury can be a hassle.

If he's about Rings, he'll have full control of how many people there are.

You don't have to panic that far now.

"The carriage there! Stop! Stop! Stop!

"Where are you guys from!

The Leviaths grudgingly proclaim.

Even though Rings had a gentle attitude on the surface alone, it is strikingly unusual and openly crude.

The tone of the order makes me stand up aloud.

"Come on down! How long have you been sitting still?

One Christian kicked a parked carriage from the side.

The carriage seemed fine on the outside but sounded badly unpleasant.

The area's face gets more and more cloudy.

I also thought I'd tie them all to the ground with dirt rope, but they're too naive and defenseless for hostile action.

Maybe there's a reason why they're so frustrated over there.

Let's just talk to him.

If you're not convinced, I'll let them all get bummed out.

"You don't have to hurry, I'm coming down now..."

I got off the carriage after I got the wand.

I sneak both nostalgia and Rapides Sword.

If anything, I can immediately send magic to generate a blade.

Meir jumped out of the carriage and stepped down between me and the Christians.

He has a bow in his hand and has already pulled an arrow butt.

"Hey, hey, Mere. Bow, lower. Lower it once."

"Because these guys, they're obviously not normal! It's not what I figured out!

I know these guys aren't legitimate either, but now I want to figure out what's going on anyway.

My position now is an investigator sent by Lark, lord of the village of Pargas.

I don't even know the state of the village. I don't want to clarify hostilities poorly right now.

Though the Christians are turning people's nerves upside down so much that they want to assume that they are doing it deliberately, wonder and the intention to do harm here has not yet been confirmed.

It is a bad hand to point weapons at this one.

"What are you thinking about pointing weapons at us!

"What a short-tempered, violent guy! This is why all the Kudr worshippers!

I'm pretty upset, too.

Have these guys forgotten that they've stood up and kicked the carriage?

Brain miso forgs or these guys.

"Abel......"

Meir glanced at me with her ass.

"Now!

As I poked that gap, one man moved out.

Reach for Meir and try to hold him back.

If I just stuck around this far, I'm not going to be able to collect it.

When I shook up my wand... a loud voice drank all around me.

"Wouldn't you stop!

It was the voice of an old man, but strangely well passed.

The Lord of the Voice appeared on foot from further behind the Muslims.

He is an old man with a good width, around sixty glasses.

The gray hair was wrapped in a clean all-back, and the long gray beard was well groomed and had valuables.

He wears a costume that resembles a Leviathan robe, but there is gold embroidery all over the costume, which seems to be in better shape than the stuff of the general public.

In front of the old man was a blonde girl weaving a bumpy Leviathan robe.

He has a cloth layered covering on his head and a silly big gold wand on his arm.

Wouldn't you be more muscular than me?

My ears are slightly longer than Knox's, so maybe it's the same noir or half noir as Linoa's.

The priests shook their shoulders frighteningly, stopped moving, looked back, and looked at the old man, and began to dwell as soon as possible.

"Sir, Dear Neroglyph... There was someone suspicious, so the..."

The man, who was trying to hold Meir in, approached Nero Griff, an old man, with a lousy making laugh to sell his charm.

The blonde girl approached the disciple silently, waving down her stupid big gold wand and punching her out of her head.

Blood danced with the dull sound.

The man fell down on the spot and struck his head on the ground.

He lost his mind with the current blow, and he doesn't even move with Pickle.

Exactly, I'd like to think you're not dead......

"I will not tolerate imitations like applying mud to Master Neroglyph's face"

"But they..."

"Forget the ugly excuses. Your face has been remembered, so I will dispose of it again later. Now, take him and get away from me. These people would be uncomfortable to have you here."

When the girl glanced, in a great panic, the Christians took charge of their fallen companions and left the scene.

Neroglyph stared behind him, but sighed deeply as he was frightened.

Then he stood in front of me and bowed his head wide.

"Sorry, travelers...... I just got such an uncomfortable look at you because of the bad weasel."

Me and Meir were watching Pocan and how he was doing without knowing what was going on.

A girl throws her wand on the spot and puts her hands on the shoulders of a mundane and a neroglyph.

"Ah, lift your head, Dear Nero Griff! Master Nero Griff is not in a good position to bow his head lightly! It's time to be aware of that!

A girl tries to shake Nero Griff's shoulder, but Nero Griff doesn't make it slight.

... Wow, he doesn't seem like a bad person... he seems a little sloppy...

Anyway, it seems more plausible than the others just now.

I'm glad the top looks decent. I think it's a little sloppy.

There is no doubt, though, that he is an official of the Leviath religion, which raided Phage territory.

Vigilance should not be neglected.

"Um... what's going on in this village right now? I would appreciate it if you could explain the area..."

After I spoke, Nero Griff finally raised his head slowly and slowly.

"I'd rather hear what you've come to do..."

A little hostile glance at me as the girl sets up a gold scepter.

Neroglyph took control of it with his hands and stepped forward of her.

"... I'm late for my application. The name of the eagle is Neroglyph Neogram. In the Leviath religion, we have defiled the last of the four priests."

"Oh, duh, thank you very much..."

Neroglyph bows his head again, but I got caught too and bowed my head.

As I bowed my head, the matter of Marias passed my head on.

I do feel like Marias was also called the Great Cleric, and I think the word 'Four Great Clerics' came out when Rings was gathering his people to talk about Leaving.

That... hey, this guy, he's the enemy's head after all...?