Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Chapter 40 - Sixteen Years Old (1)

I chisel away the tree and paint them.

A large box made of wood is created.

The top part has a face on it. This too falls into the Ortem in the broadest sense.

Once I get the wheels that I made with Shibi yesterday, it will be complete.

“Whew, it’s done!”

It’s a four-wheeled wooden carriage, named Ortem Trolley.

In this village, the value of vegetables is high.

It’s because of the geology that makes it hard to cultivate as a field, and because of the magic weed that ruins the field so quickly.

Now that I have some money to spare thanks to the incense leaf, I decided to build a tractor to develop my farming business.

This Ortem Trolley is the first step.

He is planning to improve this more and more, and eventually build an Ortem tractor that can cut grass, mix dirt, and even shoot magic beams.

First of all, I want it to be operable by anyone as long as they charge the magic.

This is the first difficulty.

I had a concept for a long time, but I had given up on it because I didn’t think I could get the materials at all.

But I can get a lot of rare ores now.

Capital is justice.

“Th-, this! This really works, doesn’t it?! You can ride it, can’t you?!”

Gizel said excitedly, approaching the Ortem Trolley.

“Oh, you can ride and move. Even Gizel, you’ve seen me turning the wheel with magic during the experimental phase, haven’t you?”

”W…Wow! It’s amazing! I’d love to ride it!”

However, in a world where there is magic, I didn’t expect she would be surprised with just a trolley.

You can find these scattered about on earth.

Nevertheless, It’s not like I don’t understand the feeling.

I’m honestly a little excited about a ride on wheels that I haven’t seen in a while.

It’s been 16 years since I’ve seen it, and I made it myself.

I feign equanimity in order to maintain my dignity as a brother, but I feel like dancing right now.

I would love to live up to Gizel’s expectations right now, but I can’t do that.

“Hmm… Just a little more, I still need to perform a safety checks after all.”

“Ehh… How, how much longer?”

“I wish one more week. There might be an unexpected blind spot.”

“I, I see…”

You don’t have to look so disappointed………

His mind wavers for a moment, but he shakes his head to dismiss the thought.

Don’t let your guard down. How many car accidents have there been in previous lives?

The reason I died in the first place was due to a car accident, for example.

Much less, this Ortem trolley is in the process of being adjusted.

As long as you don’t go too fast, you’ll be fine, but accidents are the result of such carelessness.

As long as you don’t speed up, you’ll be fine…but then you’ll ease up and say, “This much is fine, a little more is fine”.

I’m confident that if Gizel is screeching and giggling beside me, my mind will loosen up more and more.

“Okay, brother, let’s speed up some more” may even happen.

If anything happens to Gizel, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.

We’ll get Gizel on board much later.

For a while, I rode it on my own, going through a lot of trial and error, finding out the flaws, and applying them.

However, Gizel’s obsession with the Ortem Trolley to this extent was surprising.

I have an image that men like this kind of thing more.

Shibi used to stare at the paper with drooling eyes when she saw the plans for completion.

… By the way, Shibi said that today is the day that they pray to the spirit of their Ardy family ancestors.

It’s like a Bon Festival or a Buddhist service in a previous life.

Since today was the scheduled completion date of the Ortem Trolley, Shibi was trying to skip it by any means possible.

In fact, in the morning, Shibi came over here.

“Abel-san, Abel-san! I managed to use Ortem as bait to outsmart my father and get out!”

Is what he said, but when I found Garia, who was leading the way to my house, his face suddenly changed into a sobbing face.

Apparently, Garia was one better.

As it was, Shibi was dragged away by Garia.

I turned to face Shibi’s house and gently lowered my head.

“Brother, is something the matter?”

“No, I figured Shibi would have wanted to be there for the completion.”

We’ll give him a ride as soon as we’re sure it’s safe.

It’s dangerous to let them run in the settlements because stray filo might jump out at them.

Maybe I’ll use magic to lighten it up, push it and carry it near the forest, then use magic to move the wheel.

I think it would be better if I could run it slowly and move it, but I just finished it today.

There may be something unexpected.

It’s never too much to be alarmed about. Let’s go there with safety first.

But there’s one problem.

Even if it was lightened by magic, if I was walking while pushing this trolley, I would run out of strength on the way and fall down.

Should I ask Gizel?

However, my dignity as a brother………

…Shall I give up my dignity in this direction now?

It’s too late for me because I’m powerless.

I even tried to do a little bit of strength training and stuff to get better, but I was literally a three-day shyster.

Gizel is always happy to do this when I ask her for help.

I’m happy to be able to rely on Gizel, too.

In order to deepen the relationship between siblings, it is important to rely on them in moderation.

“Brother…… Um……”

“What is it?”

“A, After you’re done with safety confirmation, please let me ride it first! Before Firo-san… Before Shibi-san rides it…… Is it not possible?”

“Don’t worry, that’s what I plan on doing. It’s just that it’s small for the wheels, and it might be a little cramped for two people to ride it.”

This Ortem Trolley is completely magic controlled.

In the future, I’d like to be able to operate it by anyone as long as it’s activated, but right now I’m the only one who can drive it.

Inevitably, I’m going to be on board.

“No, It’s fine!　Rather, it could be even narrower!”

Gizel says as she grabs my clothes tightly.

“… um, you’re a little too close.”

“I, Is that so…”

She looked a little disappointed.

It looks like there’s still some way to go before Gizel separates with his brother.

I’m happy when I see Gizel acting this way, but at the same time, I feel uneasy.

Gizel will soon be fourteen years old.

At this rate, She may not be able to leave her brother even after the coming-of-age ceremony.

After I get back from adjusting the Ortem Trolley. I’ve taken a look at Gizel’s eyes. Maybe I’ll consult my father.

I’ve been thinking about talking to him about it someday, but I’ve been postponing it.