Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Five days have passed since I was dragged into my room.

I overstepped my plans for about two days, but I managed to complete the foundation of the magic I was trying to make.

My head was gunning for lack of sleep, but all at once was blown away by the excitement coming from my accomplishments.

I just didn't feel tired or distressed because of the excitement, but all of a sudden, my strength suddenly fell out of my body and I went into the spot.

Funny, I can't move my legs. I can't stand.

Is it due to lack of sleep, excessive use of magic, and nutritional bias?

I pick up the cane that was falling on the floor and point it at the Otem in the corner of the room.

"... প ু ত ু ল (... a doll) দ খ ল (dance)"

In response to the spell, the Otem moves, pulling his body over and stopping by my side.

I get my hands off the cane, hold the top of the oatem and stand up.

Then I reached for the vial on my desk.

What's inside is a homemade invigorating drink.

I recently named it Abelpotion.

I grabbed the vial and then crawled to the floor again, biting with my teeth and cluttering away the lid.

Drinking the contents all at once, my strength returned to my body.

Still, I can move.

I manage to get up with the power of Abelpotion.

I can't stop shaking my legs and hands, but that's often the case if I pack a bit of roots.

Grasping her elbows and knees tightly for about five minutes, the tremor healed for now.

In the meantime, let's celebrate the completion of magic now more than about the body.

That said, this time it is the foundation of the foundation that has been completed.

There are endless challenges such as fine-tuning, adding information, applying it, and shortening the experiment from here on out.

But it's dangerous to pull the cage any further.

It's not what I found out what my father looks like outside.

Besides, it's time to not have my body either.

There is no ex or child in death.

Even the meal, the preserved food that dried the bread and the fruit of the eve, then only the abel potion.

Because of that, my taste has been going crazy lately.

And there's something wrong with the color of the world. I guess sleep time is coming to a limit as a human being.

Giselle has also been involved.

Gisele will be better than me because she's getting a good night's sleep, but her boxed life will be painful without anything to do with it.

Even meals are naturally the same as mine.

... It's painful, isn't it?

I rather feel my skin is more matte than usual, but it's my fault, isn't it?

Well, anyway, now let's report to Gisele on the completion of the sorcery.

"Giselle, it's done!

As soon as I spoke, Gisele, who slept in my bed, jumped up and ran to my desk.

"Finally, you've completed the magic your brother said you wanted to make more than before!

Gisele is as happy as she is about me, moving her hands once and for all.

"Oh, a lot of books I've referenced... but still, it's my own magic trick"

Let's go report to the chief again.

I want an opinion from that guy, too.

"It's amazing! My brother thought he could do it someday! But... that magic trick, I wasn't sure I just heard it, so can I see it quickly?

"Of course. Look closely."

I pick up the cane I just threw and shake it.

It takes a little while because I'm not used to imagining this magic formation yet.

It slowly transcribes as it assembles in the brain.

"আ ম (Give Me) প ্ র ক া শ ি ত (Represent)"

After the magic formation is complete, cast a spell.

At my moment, a much smaller square surface floats.

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"Abel Belake"

STR (muscle strength): 2

MAG (Magic): 865

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"This... it says your brother's name... what the hell is it?

"Status display. Hey, I had a hard time. We have to incorporate everything from display formats to letters into the magic formation."

"Sushi? Eh, this is a little..."

"Oh, with this magic, you can check out the muscle strength and magic of the subject. Ultimately, I want to be able to display the race names, or add more numeric items. I'd like to add a brief description."

When it comes to reincarnation, the status display is a classic among me.

I can't take this off. If not, I'll have to make it.

Think it's about ten years ago that I was disappointed that I didn't have a status?

The criterion for the numbers is therefore that both 20 are the values of the average adult Marlen tribe.

The achievements that I've made since I was a little girl are reflected in my magic values.

... I'm satisfied with that, but I didn't expect my muscle strength to be so hefty.

I want to believe it's a false number, while my own developed magic.

No... but I'm only twelve in this world, so is this what it is?

As my father said, next time you decide to go out and help me hunt a long time.

"Often, you could make something like this..."

"There's a magic trick to tell the strength of magic by color. That's where I got my cue."

"Me, get mine out too!

"All right, don't move."

I point my wand at Gisele and I float a magic formation in the universe.

... this magic formation, too fine for transcription.

If I wanted to increase the amount of information I could display, I would have to complicate it even more, but is it okay?

I wish there was some way I could shorten it.

Perhaps you should also make a simplified version for impromptu, which easily represents only muscle strength and magic.

There is still room for improvement.

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"Gisele Bellake"

STR (muscle strength): 8

MAG (Magic): 37

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Not as good as I am, but Giselle also has a high magic value.

Using the adult average as a 20, that's the standard.

A little bit, I guess it's important to keep a touch of witchcraft from within the young.

Did you say that my father also started dealing with magic formations when he was about to cross twenty?

The Marlen tribe should be more obliged to train in small inner teasing and sorcery.

That way you can create the strongest army of magicians and aim for the world too...... yeah?

Is that it? Gisele's muscle strength... above me...?

"After all, my brother, you are so magical!

Giselle said, raising her voice.

That seemed to be more of an attempt to delude with momentum than excitement.

Giselle also realizes that she had higher muscle strength levels, and cares about me.

That was hard for me.

"... oh, but there are 20 common Marlen adults, so Gisele's expensive enough too"

"The average of the common Marlen tribe is 20…"

Giselle clouds her expression and squeaks so poorly.

Stop it, don't look at me like that.

Giselle notices my gaze or changes her expression. That care is hard again.

"Let's see some witchcraft training by your brother. That's an achievement you were visually imitating!

"Yeah...... I guess, yeah"

I just scratched off the status display with my cane.

No way, I didn't think I was losing by quadrupling my sister with muscle strength.

I enjoyed this. Pretty good.

I was quite shocked after a while.

Naturally, that doesn't mean Gisele is a gorilla.

Perhaps Gisele is pretty much average.

I run around hiding and pinching reason even when my father invites me to hunt.

Even if they told me to farm, I had Autem do everything.

Others have been pulling cages and sorcery research.

Little power is also needed for autoem sculpture.

The Marlen knife for wood sculpture can be used to easily cut and sharpen trees around here using the magic of the trees.

Giselle should be something similar, but she's just accompanying my mother's shopping. Some of her life is more decent than mine.

Be modest, I guess I'm the garbage scum.

…………

"You finally got out, you stupid son! You don't like going hunting that much!

When I went outside the room, my father decided to give me a sermon.

"Father! My brother was just developing magic! I'm sure if my father saw the magic his brother developed..."

"That's not what I'm talking about!

"If you're angry with your brother, why don't you get angry with me once in a while! Even me, it's like I was in on my brother!

"You don't have to."

"Why!

"I know it's better for you to scold Abel alone"

"Gu... well, that's the way..."

That's my father, I know Gisele very well.

"Giselle, that's enough. What's wrong with me this time is it's totally me.... Father, I'm sorry. Imitation like this will never happen again."

"... Mmm, that's oddly honest. I'm guessing you're not up to something."

"To, brother? What's the matter, sir? I can't believe your brother admitted that he didn't do it lightly because of his sorcery relationship... it's not like he's your brother, is it? Did you catch another cold?

... I didn't think they'd say that much.

What kind of eyes do you usually look at me?

"No, I found out the importance of hunting. Again, I found it important to move and build your body on your own, rather than letting Autem hunt. Starting tomorrow, I'm going to accompany you every day properly. Sorry for the inconvenience."

When I heard my words, Giselle changed her expression like she was angry.

When she meets me, Gisele quickly fixes her expression.

"I think your brother is still lovely!

... Thanks for your concern.

But as my brother, I don't think I can forgive you. I also want you to stop caring if you can.

But after this, my proclamation ends once again with the Three Days Boy.

He spoiled his body like Giselle cared for him, and he was once again the wingman of a day of fighting with his father through the door.