Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~ - 210
- Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~
- 210 - Episode Six - A Certain Fixer's Visit (6) (Side: Peter)
Peter was so astonished that he couldn’t even speak.
You will never be a match for them. Why don’t you understand that they will only provoke you as a prank?
Without Peter being able to do anything about it, one of his men pointed his wand at Mea, who had jumped out to cover Abel.
As Abel quickly waved his wand, the magic released by Peter’s men bounced back and attacked the sorcerer himself.
Peter was stunned to see that.
(Tampering of a magic circle? N-, no…… Impossible. The time between transcription and activation of the magic circle is a fraction of a second for a sorcerer of their caliber, but ……. It’s not just interfering with the magic circle, it’s obviously doing something else. Reading mind…… or direct manipulation of spirits……)
Neither of them can be handled by humans without chanting.
The existence of a unique magic tool is also unlikely.
(I, I knew it, demon. Looking at what he has said and done so far, if he’s the type of person who probably doesn’t have a solid purpose …… Then, I could expect for him to let me go……)
Peter sat up, breathing heavily, with his hands on the floor.
“That’s …… enough.”
I stood up and then quickly moved my eyes to the piece of earring I had grabbed.
It was a valuable magical metal, but it has been transformed by the magical power, and is no longer useful.
If it’s like this, it has no value.
Peter let out a sigh, spread his hands, and dumped it on the floor.
“…… I, I just played a little game and screwed up. I bought your loyalty. But please don’t embarrass me too much.”
“You guys are being awfully slow to understand things today. I’m disappointed in you.”
“I-, I’m sorry!”
I made my men move slowly and keep their distance from Abel.
It seems that if we don’t plan to attack, Abel also won’t plan to counterattack.
You’re trying to look relieved, but it’s obvious that if you’re in the mood for it, you can get rid of the likes of Peter.
There’s a limit to shamelessness, but it seems he wants to continue to pretend to be human.
If I disobey and provoke them, they might kill us all.
“You…… you seem to have a high magic capacity. Your name …… what was it again?”
“No…… Really. Abel, my name is Abel Belek.”
Peter watched with dead eyes as Abel smiled shyly.
“…… So, you’re Abel Belek. Abel Belek. I’ll make sure I don’t forget you.”
I don’t know what’s his purpose of settling in the Dinrat Kingdom and calling himself a Marren, but he is at least a legendary-class danger level great demon.
I couldn’t forget the name.
If left unattended, I don’t know what he might do.
“You’re going to give me something the next time I see you, right?”
“Ne-, next time!? Le-, let’s see…… I’ll be ready to meet you whenever you are.”
I must have the god Kudor in my possession by the next time we meet.
Peter made a hard decision.
“I even have a feeling we’ll have a meeting again in the near future……”
“………… Yes, maybe.”
It wasn’t a joke.
After parting with Abel, Peter headed out of the village with his men in tow.
I don’t want to stay in this village any longer.
“Pe-Peter-sama …… was it alright?”
A subordinate calls out to him with concern.
Peter ignored them and stared at the blue-skinned child, the demon of wisdom and destruction, Zolomonia, who was following behind him.
“Zolomonia-chan …… you knew that thing was here, didn’t you?”
Zolomonia puffs out her cheeks and looks away.
“That man is not this mistress’ business.”
“………… No, but, he was looking at you, right?”
Zolomonia was silent.
Zolomonia knows everything, but she’s terribly moody.
There is a legend that once she doesn’t like you, she will never cooperate with you, but looking at the way she usually says and does things, Peter thought that this was not necessarily a lie.
You can’t pursue it carelessly if she doesn’t want to speak.
“That man had led this mistress to expect too much, toying with me and then discarded me.”
Zolomonia glanced at Peter as if to comfort him, saying in a whisper.
A demon’s senses are very different from those of a human being.
In addition, as a person who almost died without being informed of Zolomonia’s mood, I couldn’t afford to be too forthcoming with the demon, so I just walked down the aisle in silence.
“Peter-sama! We can still go back now and poison him or curse him……”
Prompted by a subordinate to assassinate Abel, Peter stopped and stared.
The man-made organs, damaged by Abel’s magical power, are chipping away.
“…… Listen? In this world, you know, there are some people you’re never supposed to touch. I’ve lived long enough to have met two of them…… today another added, and that makes it that I’ve met three of them.”
“Three ……? For Peter-sama to say that much, there are that many people?”
“The first is an adventurer… or as the locals call it, a collector. He’s an adventurer, who appears in every corner of the world looking for rare magic objects…… He has been alive since I was a child. I know there are many horrible magical artifacts leftover from mythical times in the world…… But he’s spent hundreds of years collecting them and keeping them all to himself. No matter how you struggle, but it’s not something a human being can do.”
“I’ve heard rumors about it, but…… for him to be such a horrible person. …… But there is still more?”
“…… and the other one is Count Julem.”
Peter’s men scowled quizzically.
Speaking of Count Julem, Although he is said to be a real person, his existence is almost like a fairy tale.
He had never expected such a name to come out of Peter’s mouth.
“I’ve already seen him…… So if you see him, I’ll just tell you to stay away for three cities. It’s because of that meeting that I decided to resurrect kudor.”
There is just no sign of joking in Peter’s tone.
His face paled, his breath was ragged, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. His lips had turned an earthy color.
It was unbelievable that someone as big as Peter could be so terrified at the slightest reminder.
“And you say that the Marren tribe is comparable to those two ……?”
A subordinate asked, but there was no reply from Peter.
Strangely enough, Peter’s footsteps were interrupted.
“Gofu! Gofu! Gofu!”
Peter was knee-deep in blood.
It wasn’t that Peter was pale and panting, thinking back to the collector or Count Julem.
It’s just that the bill for Abel wrecking the artificial organs had finally hit Peter.
The body’s malfunction had become an agony, and it was attacking Peter.
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