Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Chapter 127 - Episode Two - Three-Headed Dragon Nalgarn (2)

I peered out of the carriage and looked out at the scenery on the road to Fage territory.

“The quality of the wood might be pretty good around here,”

I can feel a good amount of magic from the tree.

It’s true that the quality of the wood is far less than the quality of the trees growing in the Marren tribe’s villages, but it seems that these trees are suitable for making Ortem.

I guess I’ll have to go to the countryside if I want to carve an Ortem.

I haven’t carved a lot of Ortems since I left the village, so I can’t help but feel itchy.

The forest near the city of Lomarn was no good in that regard.

The magic field itself must be weak.

“…… Abel, Abel.”

Mare taps me on the shoulder.

Then she hides her voice and continues to speak.

“That thing in the back…… can’t you do something about it? I think the horses are a bit scared. Elia-san also looks back suspiciously from time to time……”

“…… It’s quite a distance to Fage territory, after all. The Teleportation magic is not really suitable for long distances.”

That thing was the large six-armed Ortem, the former Evil Bound, Asura 5000, chasing after it from behind.

Donk, donk, donk, donk, donk, donk, the strange sounds that were struck would attract the horses’ attention and inhibit the carriage’s movement.

The magic power required for the Teleportation magic jumped in power proportion to the distance.

Originally, it wasn’t sorcery for carrying a long distance.

Even I was limited to transferring the Asura 5000 buried around the city of Lomarn to the city of Asshim.

It also secretly drained my magic power.

It was too big and too heavy to be loaded on a carriage, and the only way to transport it to the Fage territory was to have it follow them like this.

“The-, Then we have no choice……”

“If I had Fifnig’s organs, I could make a bag that I could carry around at will.”

A Fifnig is a dragon that is known only in lore as a rabid dragon.

They have a second stomach, which is said to be capable of storing an unlimited amount of food.

It is rumored that an adventurer of a bygone era, who was feared as a ‘collector’, had a bag of tools made from the organs of a rabid dragon that could hold any number of things.

I’m also thirsty to get one myself.

After that, as I continued to observe the quality of the wood, I could see about five blue baby demons gathered in the distance.

Are those………Quelgoblins?

Whereas normal goblins were green, the Quelgoblins had blue bodies.

They are said to be stronger and more belligerent than normal species.

According to “The Goblin Primer” (written by Edna Elbert), they must have been rather rare.

It’s an old book, so it might not be reliable in that sense, but I don’t remember hearing the name much, at least in the Adventurer’s Support Center.

My heart fluttered a bit at the rare goblin I saw so quickly.

My new life would begin here.

I can’t stop mourning.

With Shame’s help, the Doom tribe should have been able to scatter it well.

As for the Marren’s…… I won’t have to worry about it so much.

I’ve heard of a Marren who left the village a long time ago and came back after three days of being homesick.

I don’t care if it’s me with a past life correction, but the average Marren would not be able to live in the rough and tumble of the city.

Sorry Gizel, your brother can’t get caught yet.

Someone, you’ll have to mend your son-in-law. It may be selfish of me, but I want you to postpone the ceremony until I get home.

I absolutely don’t approve of Noswell, but Gizel can’t choose either.

Also…… I somehow don’t like Shibi, too. He’s not a bad guy, but the thought of an acquaintance and Gizel getting close to each other makes me cringe.

I feel like it’s a good idea to go with someone I don’t know at all, but I don’t feel comfortable leaving Gizel in charge of someone I don’t know at all.

I know I’m not in a position to interfere at all, but I can’t help but think about this and that.

It’s my choice, so I should be a little more relaxed.

“…… Nevertheless, I’m sure there’s a magical beast that is worth playing with.”

I muttered to myself as I looked at the swarm of Quelgoblins.

The Fage territory is a rural frontier area, unlike Lomarn.

If the lord wasn’t too much of a magic hater, the ordinances should be that much looser.

Perhaps bio-magic could be used as much as possible.

The crowd of Quelgoblins shuddered as if they felt a chill, but they ran away, pointing this way.

“Hm? They’re surprisingly timid.”

According to The “Goblin Primer”, Quelgoblins are supposed to be quite belligerent.

I withdrew my outstretched hand to my pocket wand, a little disappointed.

“Abel, was there something there?”

Mea calls out to me on my back.

“No, there was a goblin in there, but he ran off as soon as our eyes met.”

“…… They’re a goblin with good instincts, aren’t they?”

“Really?”

I pulled my head back as I answered.

“Were there any strange magical beasts? As they say, if there’s a three-headed dragon, I’d like to make sure to drive it out immediately……”

Elia, the pilot of the carriage, called out to him.

He had the same flat, cool tone as usual.

Elia was quite reluctant to go to the Fage territory at first, but since we didn’t have anyone else to ask for, I had to take a big bite out of it.

I put my money in his hand, I put my head down, but he just wouldn’t shake it.

But when I said, “I and Mea’s parents came to bring us back”, she misunderstood what I said and said, “…… okay. Then I’ll help you”, she smoothly agreed.

Although I felt bad, I can’t refrain from doing so as my livelihood is at stake here as well in many ways.

However, it was on the condition that if there was a dangerous magic beast as rumored, we would immediately back down.

“I’d like to say there weren’t any…… but the hills around here are pretty big.”

“Nalgarn.”

Elia responds to my reply with a short, proper noun.

“Yeah?”

“If there really is a three-headed dragon, they say it’s probably Nalgarn. It is said that there is a legendary swamp around here that sealed Nalgarn in the past, so the seal is probably broken.”

I know the name Nalgarn too.

I remember overhearing it a few times while gathering information about the Fage territory.

It’s a ridiculously tough and strong magical beast, and its presumed designated danger level is at the top of A-class.

It’s not impossible to say that they couldn’t defeat it, so they sunk it into the swamp and sealed it.

“…… However, you don’t have to worry about that since Abel is here.”

Mea interrupted her.

“It’s hard to think too much, though. If it was that important, they would have tried to call for support somehow long ago. If there really is Nalgarn, then someone is destroying the opportunity to inform the outside world, or the Fage territory has been destroyed long ago, or the lord is terribly incompetent……”

…… Come to think of it, that lord Lark is quite useless.

No, even so, there aren’t any human soldiers surrounding the area, it’s just a bunch of large magic beasts sitting around capriciously, so they should be able to exploit any number of gaps.

Such a high-level monster like A-class beast shouldn’t just pop up in that area……

“Gishaaaaaaaaaaa!”

A loud roar echoed throughout the area.

Starting with that cry, dun, dun, dun, and the sound of footsteps shaking the ground approached.

“Hiiiiiiiiiiiii!”

“Hiiiiiiiiiiiiinnn!”

The horses pulling the carriage shouted.

Each one of them is trying to escape, or their movements are disrupted, and the carriage shakes wildly.

The horses, which had originally been worn out by the Asura 5000, seemed to have reached the end of their mental capacity when they heard the mysterious cry.

“Ah! N-, no! Listen to me, please! No, no!”

“Se-, seriously……”

I hold the back of the carriage, resisting the rocking motion, while grabbing the edge of the fabric and rolling it up and sticking my head out.

“Gishaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

A huge three-headed dragon was just running towards our carriage.

It has three long blue, yellow and red heads, just as they say.

I guess she was right about Nalgarn.

I had heard about it, but when I saw it in person, the color scheme reminded me of a traffic light.

“What do I do! The horses, they won’t listen! Whoa, calm down! Choco! Parfait! You’re good boys, so……!”

Elia-san was in a steady state of distraction.

…… Those horses, they had such pretty names.

I took out my staff while clinging to the swinging carriage and pointed it at Nalgarn.

“Ugh…… damn, I’m not stable……”

This is a large monster beast, the top of the A-type.

It’s the biggest monster I’ve ever faced.

However, even if the worst-case scenario is that the magic doesn’t work, if it’s true to the lore, they should be able to buy more time by building a larger swamp and casting a seal on it, so I wasn’t too worried about it.

“Gishaaaaaaaaa!”

The yellow head turned its head towards us and took a deep breath.

Something, I think it’s going to try something.

“wind, form, blade.”

Reorganize your magic circle and raise their power.

Narrowing the range and aligning it to a one-point breakthrough type.

Since it was difficult to aim due to the swinging carriage, I also thought that a wider range might be better.

However, since it was an A-class high-level magic beast, I wanted to check Nalgarn’s defensive performance first.

If this would allow some damage to pass through, then I could fight it normally, and if it not, I could create a swamp and sink it.

A magic circle floats up and the wind blade flies in a straight line towards Nalgarn.

“Damn, I missed a bit!”

A blade of wind passed by the side of Nargarn’s protruding yellow head.

It missed - the moment I thought that, the Nalgarn’s yellow neck was ripped open and flesh and blood flew off.

“Gyaaaaaah! Giaaaaah!”

The yellow head suffers from the pain, shaking its head self-consciously.

Nalgarn stopped in its tracks.

“…… Ah, looks like I can do this somehow”

The pressure of the wind blade pushing out of the wind seemed to have gouged out Nargarn’s neck.

I’ve heard it was tough, but it didn’t look like I needed to be prepared for another long battle.

The carriage stopped rocking.

The horses were looking up at Nalgarn, stunned.

Its owner, Elia, was looking at Nalgarn as well, and her mouth was fluttering.

“Gishaaaaaaaaa!”

The blue neck purred, and the blood in the yellow neck subsided.

The yellow neck stared at me in pain and was breathing heavily, but the bitterness from earlier seemed to have eased considerably.

It stared at us with eyes that were laced with anger and hostility.

Elia looks back at me, as if she had just noticed.

“Na-, Nalgarn can’t be taken down as long as the blue head is there! It’d be recovering from the magic soon enough, and we’ll be fighting a war of attrition……”

“wind, form, blade”

The carriage stopped so I was able to get a good enough shot at it.

The blade of the wind easily repelled the yellow head that was staring at us.

Nalgarn’s blood splattered heavily and his head fell to the ground.

The long neck, which has lost its master, hangs slackly to the ground.

“Elia-san, you were about to say something earlier, but……”

“Ah…… yeah, sorry, it’s nothing.”

” “Gishaaaaaaaaaa!” “

Nalgarn’s remaining blue and red heads squealed madly.

The heads that had been with them for so long had been blown off, so they’d have a lot to think about.

“Yes, two more to go.”

Let’s just get this over with.

As I was thinking about this, the cut on Nalgarn’s yellow neck suddenly began to glow with an ominous light.

“…… is that”

The light condensed and eventually, it turned into a magic circle technique.

The light that had been drawing the magic circle changed, representing the head that should have been lost.

“Ah, ah, ah…… That’s…… Impossible.”

Elia covers her mouth with her hand.

“Gishaaaaaaaa!”

The reborn yellow head, the one that has taken over the will of the previous generation, stares at me and roars angrily.

“No-, no way…… The neck returned to the way it was…… I-, Is that possible, Abel!? Mea never heard of anything like that!”

“This is……”

I trailed off and gulped, gasping.

“Aren’t we able to collect heads of Nalgarn all we want?”

” “What……?” “

Mea and Elia’s voices hummed.

From the shape of the magic circle, it seemed to consume a large amount of Nalgarn’s magic, so the more you hunt it, the less its value will decrease, but even so, there is a way to use it.

It is bio-magic that has invaded a very dangerous area, so even though it is forbidden in every region, I’m not the one who started it, so there won’t be any complaints about it no matter how much I use it.

I readied my wand again and aligned the tip of my wand with Nalgarn’s yellow head, which revealed its anger.

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