Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

I walked half-way through the surterrier and down the stairs inside the palace.

Peter is in the shape of a ghost, and Meir comes after him with an anxious look.

"… on the one hand, I apologize for the form of interference that has taken from the Leaveras State. Our country is in a precarious situation. There is also strong sectarian unity, but we had another difficulty. That is also the biggest reason Master Levais has sought to interfere in the kingdom of Dinrat."

Sarteria talks unilaterally, but if my reaction is not fragrant, she slows her legs and checks my face.

"Ha..."

I can't come up with just the right words and return the unreliable gavel.

Sarteria narrows her eyes as satisfied and laughs happily.

My anxiety keeps rising.

Why, how did this happen?

Was my response bad?

As a precaution, I'm moving the World Tree Ortem after I get permission from the Surterrier to move right next to me.

in case.

The same goes for Sarteria, who sometimes looks suspicious, but there were signs that she herself, some sort of sorcery juncture, was already protected.

If we leave an automated automated automated auto, we can't handle it when she suddenly hits us.

... As for moving the Autem due to this, I have permission from Sarteria.

She didn't show any difficulty as creepy, nor did she pry about my autoem.

"We hope that you will have the opportunity to apologize in public about this matter. So if I can get in touch with the royal family of your country first and pack the drop of what our country has done first, As far as I'm concerned, what about the future, the constructive relationship..."

"Oh, that! Even if you tell me, I'm in trouble... that's the story behind you, Mr. Peter..."

All right, well said, I've got the courage.

Flushed and I've been listening, but this is no place for me to leave.

Sarteria must be mistaken.

I am a magician, and I have trouble with such a country being drained of stories like this.

In the first place, I brought Peter in as my foreign affairs officer for these matters.

Now I can finally get away with it.

Line up with Meir from behind and watch Peter's face turn blue or red.

"Ah! No, no...! Nothing, you don't have to take it that way, it's okay! I'm not thinking about taking a word for it or anything! I just wanted to talk to Abel and the others first about the current state of the Rivalus country and my intentions for the future! I want to tell you in no way misunderstand that we should be a relationship that can be resolved by words without dispute..."

I couldn't do it for some reason.

No, really. Why?

I know Meir can't say anything.

But why is it that Peter also just repeats facial arts and gestures like a chimpanzee that hit him in the head, and doesn't help him with anything?

"Um, why me...? It's really just me, as a force of war... I'm really in trouble with these things."

Sarteria silences, stops her legs, and stares at my face.

Embarrassing. What, during this time.

I don't feel weird about it, but the surterrier is pretty beautiful, which makes me go away.

"Uh..."

"Right...... right. Turning the subject later, you weren't honest. Let me start with that. With all due respect, when I heard that Neroglyph was detained by the Kingdom of Dinlat, I sent a spy against Phage territory, apart from the thoughts of Master Leavie. It's good that I can't get out of here, because Master Leavie imposed a lot of restrictions on the information I could know…"

… was there a surterrier spy in Phage territory?

Phage territory was experiencing a surge in movement of people due to the reactionary blockade caused by Leviath-related manipulation, and Lark did not imitate the imposition of restrictions or rigorous investigations into access to the territory, if at all connected to the restoration of relations with other territories.

No wonder you're getting into it.

"That's why I..."

"… the investigation revealed that there were magicians on a journey who provided vast amounts of assistance, completely free of charge, to Phage territory, which was in difficulty due to the work of our country"

"Yeah......?

"Moreover, the magician has succeeded in exercising advanced alchemy and ensuring reproducibility, enough to affirm that the world's magic standards will be reduced by hundreds of years! And I left the right to the results of that research with my lord at all costs! All the while, by educating local magicians in witchcraft very personally, we have put in place a system in which Phage territory would be able to move completely independently in the future! All of this in the incredibly short term!

The Sarteria's words are gradually fevered up.

You're excited. I'm blushing. I can see more and more strength in the fist holding the wand as well.

"Isn't he the same Mage of the Marlen tribe who, if you ask him by name, defeated the two great priests, Neroglyphs and Marias, who were rooted in Phage territory, from an overwhelmingly unfavourable situation and detained them without taking their lives!

"Hey, hey, you say you feel like you're passing on too much..."

"I heard that there are people in Phage who are good at losing heroic faces of inheritance, all sorcery arms or even personality...... I would love to see you again! I heard that there has been a change in Abel's trend in such a fold, that this may have an opportunity to meet him face to face in the near future...!

Sarteria was so impressed, she burst into tears in her eyes and stretched her arms out to me.

"A, Abel! Mr. Peter says, uh, he wants to tell you a secret story!

When I was confused, Meir called out to my back.

Turn back the broken look and wipe your own tears with the hand you were stretching out to me, as Sarteria snapped.

"Also, I'm sorry, what I did..."

I've had my reasons to make it out of Sarteria. I'm relieved, and I'm rushing back behind my back.

"Pei, Mr. Peter, you know..."

Peter was faceless and waved the great wand in his hand to the side.

"শ ি খ া (It's a flame) প া খ ি হ া ত (Elephant a bird)"

Three magic formations unfold.

A flame rises on the magic formation, forming a red and black bird.

He spreads his wings, jumps up, avoids me in the big circle, and hits me from three directions for a surterrier.

"PE, Mr. Peter!?

Peter pokes the floor with the tail of a great wand.

"What are you bonded to, you!? The eagles are here to defeat Leavie! I told you to get started, eagle, about a hundred times! When I had trouble judging, I brought him in to leave it to the eagle!

"Yeah, 'cause it didn't seem like you had to do that! Whatever it takes. It's pathetic! Sa, Mr. Sarteria!

Looking forward, there was a thin, spherical curtain of water around the circumference of the Sarteria.

From the water, I feel intense magic. The surfaces are surfaced with surgical expressions, with constant ripples.

This was probably the sign of the juncture I had felt since I first met Sarteria.

"Well, this is usually hard..."

I was watching the surgical ceremony, and I accidentally squealed.

Anyway, I had the idea that if it was water god related, it wouldn't be a big deal, but this juncture is one of the finest I've seen.

Think of it, the water god's spear was also an unimaginably advanced substitute from the water god in the main body.

If only time would allow, I'd like to observe and reflect.

Sarteria stood with the same smile in the protection of the water.

He said he was about to be killed, but I don't feel threatened or angry at all.

"... sorry to be out later. I'm desperate for this, too. It is the power of the dragon vein that sleeps in the sanctuary, the armor of the water dragon. As long as I'm in this sanctuary, the dragon vein senses and prevents any harm directed against me."

"Ugh..."

Peter makes an up-rubbed voice, turning behind me and bowing his back.

Determining the Surterrier was full of gaps, he seemed hopeful that he might be able to put a stop to it now.

Peter grabs my shoulder as it is and slaps me with his fingers to make haste.

"A, Abel, you've done it!

"Dear Peter, I have received reports that you are a radical figure who manipulates the politics of the Kingdom of Dinlat from behind. But I believe that ultimately, you will be satisfied. Would you please pass the spear and give me a chance? I know that kingdom is important to you. But there are also people in my country who are suffering."

"Ha! Bug spit running argument! Leave me alone, it's not just your side of the story! I won't give you any sympathy for getting out poorly. I don't think you and I can talk properly. Let me get this straight, but I don't care about your apologies or your compensation. I'm not free enough to date a blind idealist! Yes, Abel! This is the answer to the eagle! You remember how the weasel came to be attached, right?

Peter strengthens his grip on my shoulder and curls it up with a quick mouth.

The spit hung on my neck.

"... Mr. Peter, why are you in such a hurry?

"If it's an advantage to listen to me, it should be in Master Peter as well. I'm clear, it's just a decoration. I'm aware of it. So from now on, Abel and I are going to ask you to meet someone."

I'll check Peter's face on his ass.

He shuts his mouth suspiciously and stares at the Sarteria.

"Yes, it is, Master Leavie. If you don't like the discussion, you can have your wand shaken up whenever you want. We will not confiscate weapons either. You're here with the intention of winning Master Leavie's neck, aren't you? If you could just listen to me and see me, wouldn't that be convenient? Whatever, then, I, too, will do my utmost to resist..."