Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Chapter 415 - Episode Sixty-One - A Visitor from the Fire Country (11)(Side: Collector)

The collector was breathing hard and his shoulders going up and down.

He wiped the blood from his eyes and smiled in Jeem’s direction.

“…… What’s up? Are you done, low-level spirit?”

Jeem lay quietly for a while, but then suddenly his body began to twitch and he got up with strange movements.

For the spirit Jeem, his appearance and body structure were merely imitations of human beings.

If his spirit body, the source of his power, is severely damaged, he will have no time to act like a human.

As he stood up, the eyes in his body glared at the collector.

“Don’t look down on me, human. I can still move. Even though you look like at your last breath.”

As Jeem had said, the collector was already at his limit.

The regeneration ability that he had gained by ingesting Amrita had already reached its limits.

There’s not much magic power left in him from all the “Dragon King’s Roar, Bahamut Roar” consecutive shots.

“I’m here too, so don’t look down on me.”

Altamir approached Jeem and launched ten fireballs into the air.

Jeem watches it with bored eyes all over his body.

“The sound is over here! Be alert!”

A woman’s voice echoed.

After the leader, Euris, Lark’s private army appeared, clad in light armor.

“Shu, Shu-san!”

A girl crawled through the private army and tried to step forward.

The private soldiers hurried to stop her.

“H-, hey! I told you not to follow me!”

“But I have to apologize to Shu-san. ……! Shu-san!”

The girl was Ela, the owner of the “Dwarf’s Lair” tavern.

While pushing with the soldiers, she desperately tried to talk to the collectors.

“E, Ela ……? What are you doing here, you idiot!”

“Private army of the village, huh. Small fry, no matter how many of you guys come ……”

Following, the Alchemist division appears, holding the Ortem in their hands.

“Does this really do anything, Rinoa-san!”

“Commander Abel carved this, so even if we don’t use it, we can use it to bluff our way out of it …… probably ……”

Rinoa, who was pushed out by Altamir and dropped from deputy commander to general commander, was leading the other members.

Jeem’s face clouded when he saw the Ortems.

A tall man stood in front of the alchemist division.

The top half of his face was hidden by a mask, and his long hair hung down his back.

“Well, well …… You can’t cheat your eyes, even though the original shape is almost gone. If it isn’t the Maharaun Kingdom’s Jeem of the Five Grand Masters. If the head of the country is known to be a filthy spirit, it will be a big deal. By the way, what did you come here for?”

“Even Peter is here.”

Jeem says in an annoyed tone.

“I can kill you all easily if I want, but …… I wasn’t planning on using my powers this much. We’re done, I’m having trouble against a mere Collector being too persistent.”

The higher the rank of the spirit, the much slower it recovers magic power than humans.

Jeem had originally intended to quickly clean up the collector and retrieve the information from the tower.

However, the collector showed unexpected durability, so he misjudged the time to pull out.

“Lord Gillemeim is being sarcastic with me again. This time, I’ll back off. But …… don’t think that you have successfully outlasted me.”

“Are you running away? You’re just Acting tough ……”

“I’m not acting tough.”

Jeem’s mouth lifts in a wide, evil grin.

“In the near future, the entire military might of the Maharaun Kingdom will turn the Fage into scorched earth. It would not have mattered if we had only been able to recover the weapons in such a land …… quietly, but it seems that this is already not the case. Let’s bring back the world war a little ahead of schedule, shall we?”

“All living things will be trampled, their lives and dignity taken from them. The first stage of this will be here in the Fage territory. Collectors ……, that’s what you’re going to get because you’ve managed to repel me? You’re right, I’m a spirit, but …… I have the power to cause a world war, having imprisoned Rimud of the Five Grand Masters and made King Magra my puppet. You will regret this, Collector.”

Peter stepped forward and jabbed his finger at Jeem.

“It’s a shame, because …… we have Abel’s inheritance that you were after, as well as the god Kudor! I’m going to crush you like the Maharaun Kingdom! Look at your opponent before you pick a fight with him!”

Peter leaned forward and challenged Jeem.

His aide, Myunhi, stopped him and stepped forward to protect him.

“Calm down, Peter-sama! And Abel-sama is not dead!”

“He’s as good as dead, that scum! Where did you he off to when it mattered most!”

Peter clammed up on the spot.

The eyes that had been open all over Jeem’s body closed, the strands that had been stretched all over his body like roots faded away, and the four arms disappeared back into his body.

“Did you think I was unprepared for this? In the Maharaun Kingdom, we have a number of artificial spirits for use against Kudor. You can spend the rest of your life with no regrets at best!”

Jeem laughed, kicked the ground and flew wide, leaving.

Peter glared at him as he left, his face turning pale.

“That Rimud guy …… got locked up after all that big talk. It never occurred to me that a spirit had infiltrated the throne of the Five Grand Masters ……”

The collector dropped his sword and fell to his knees after Jeem was out of sight.

When Ela saw this, she crawled between the private soldiers and ran to the collector.

“Shu-san! N-, no, don’t die ……!”

Ela supports the collector as she hugs his shoulder.

The collector looks at her dumbly for a few seconds, then quickly makes a grimace.

“Stop clinging to me, you’re depressing me! You’ll get blood on you!”

“You need to go back to the village for treatment ……!”

“A wound like this will heal in no time if I just spit on it! And I’m not going back to the village ……!”

Having said that, Jeem’s words crossed the collector’s mind.

Jeem has declared that he will soon be sending the forces of the Maharaun Kingdom against the Fage territory.

While the collector were only fighting to protect themselves, it was easy to imagine the damage that would result if they continued to do so.

“It can’t be helped …… I’ll have to stay in the village for a little while longer.”

The collector said in a small voice.

“Hurry back and tell Baron Lark! If they say they’re going to do something, they’re going to do it! I’ll contact the royal family and other noble families that are connected to them, and make all the preparations I can! Now that it’s come to this, we’re going to take them down!”

Peter shouted hysterically.