Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

The next day, I was in command of Lark's Alchemy Division.

Gather the group and give instructions in the hall near the inn.

I try to have it reported to me from time to time as the process progresses.

The face of the Alchemy Division is sweet in its work, or it makes a mistake exactly where it saved me that I would know.

Previously, the former Lieutenant General Linoa (replaced by Altamia), whom I personally expected, had made a mistake in the sorcery ceremony of carving into the puppet parts, and, if so, had given instructions to the other members in that direction, thus neglecting the whole half-day task.

At that time, assuming that there should only be one way to go if you assume the magic theory of the Great Demon Guided Moses, why did you bother to capture it in a different interpretation, why did you use the sloppy thing that it was a Sirna magic ceremony for parallel processing of the magic formation, in which case it was obvious that the magic ceremony would not engage and the magic would not patrol the whole thing, but you had no doubts, and if you had asked if you hadn't thought about it, you would have been bee crying, and you would have fallen asleep for half a day with a knee kick from Altamia, which you misunderstood as snoring.

I was just asking purely to reduce future errors of instruction, but that's rude.

Anyway, I'm getting more confirmations along the way with suggestions from Meir to avoid such tragedies.

I thought I didn't have to increase it so far, but, well, I'm gonna get bored. I'm gonna get out, so much so that I've gone so far as to make the decision to scrap the Puppet Dragon Ketzalkoattle that I was making once about 10% and rebuild it from scratch.

At that time, the members squeezed the wand like a stick with their murderous eyes, but Mair apologized with me and managed to lower her drinks, and the riot stopped.

Honestly, I wouldn't have been able to fly the puppet dragon Ketzalkoattle even if it continued like that, so whatever you think was a reasonable decision, but when I think of the eyes of the members at that time, my spine freezes, so I'm worried about not saying anything extra.

Anyway, that's why we have so many confirmations in the Alchemy Division.

"You! Are you seriously motivated!? In the presence of Abel, who deserves to be known as the all-powerful being, the complete ruler of the Spirit, the devil of the contradiction of Corcutras, the alchemist of gold, who transcended the divine domain and was only a fictional concept, a definition as a thought experiment, he can give guidance and hang on to the manufacture of magic guided weapons!? With such honor, so many happy sorcerers, what other country in which era were you in? You are now in front of the Absolutely Existent! How can you not know that? Can't you understand that devoting yourself to him is the supreme pleasure of being a magician? You are not magicians! It's a fog, fog! Peretta, get your brain sipped by a bird!

The little old man who stands up and drinks the members of the group is Penler... Wahoo hoo hoo hoo hoo, it's Penn grandpa.

When I was ordered to crusade Nargarn, which I showed up along the border, I helped him where Nargarn was about to kill me, but what a amnesia he was.

Hardly based on the word pen he remembered, he is supposed to live a healing life on phage territory until I nickname him Grandpa Penn and his memory returns.

"Grandpa Penn, that's too much."

"However, stupidity is so unconvincing that Abel, who stands so high in sorcery, is underestimated… you are never meant to be underestimated!

"Keep quiet, Grandpa Penn. I wish I had a little understanding like you. Feel free to pass on the magic here as far as possible, and you'll be happy. I don't even feel like abandoning this territory anymore..."

I create a distressing voice, and I sigh and show.

"Dear Abel......! Master Abel, you're too kind! This penrat is no different from how you worship Lord Abel..."

"Grandpa Penn."

"Without fear of misunderstandings, this Grandpa Penn respects and adores the fact that Master Abel is too good a personable person, and at the same time he sometimes finds it painful... Now it is as if you are the legacy Fraternal Dragon Garrier, who offered both wings and eyes for the world...!

"That's okay, now..."

I stroke Grandpa Penn's head.

Grandpa Penn began to cry by killing his voice with his knee poked to the ground.

The members who were watching a series of streams said, "The leader is kind...?," he tilted his neck, but now he kept it out of sight.

"Abel! Meir, Meir understand about Abel, and I love it. Yikes!

Meir moves her arms once and gently puts out her head as she blushes.

"Oh, thank God. But that's not what I'm talking about right now."

"... my little girl, who is not a magician, tells me she understands Master Abel and so on"

I stare at Meir with a look of madness as Penlato rattles his teeth.

"... I'm sorry I'm intrigued by a disgusting farce, but I guess that's not the four great clerics of the Leaveras Nation, is it?

Altamia stares at me with a strange look.

"I don't like it, Grandpa Penn is just an old man with amnesia. That's what Mr. Lark convinced me."

He looked pretty convulsed, and he seemed to be talking to Eurice about something later, but he must have given me permission to stay and temporarily join the Alchemy Division for now.

Altamia's words also amount to doubting Lark's judgment.

"This is a tough word, Ms Alta. It is also true that stupidity had fallen into amnesia, into suspicious places, and clearing up innocence certainly does not come true. One of the four great clerics of the enemy nation, Penrat, can't help but suspect it!

"... I even said I was a high priest, though you didn't say a word about Penrat?

"Hey, Mr. Alta! Stop abusing Grandpa Penn! He has amnesia now! You should avoid saying things that are tricky and confusing them with pranks!

I stand in front of Grandpa Penn and shelter him.

While I'm away, I want to be able to develop the Puppet Dragon Ketzalkoattle and the Magic Wave Tower in parallel and to some extent.

Only Altamia and Penrat can command that.

In Altamia and Penrat, Altamia is on top of the bunk in vegan magic literature, but because the enthusiasm is about three different steps, I believe that it would be more forceful to prioritize and educate Penrat, even if it is somewhat difficult.

You can't lose Grandpa Penn here.

Unlike Lark, it seems hard to convince Peter, so I'm still hiding it from Peter.

Lark and Eurice are also kindly asked not to consult Peter.

Though I've switched minds now, I'm formerly a Leavie fanatic.

And I asked Penrat about Leavie, and he said, 'Look at Master Abel. I've learned how foolish he is. The Divine Age of the Four Creating Gods is over… the world must embrace transformation', he said lonely.

He didn't seem to have completely lost his worship of Leavie, his former mentor.

It is quite difficult to make Peter tolerate Penrat's stay.