Jujutsushi Wa Yuusha Ni Narenai

"Still, why didn't you stab me?"

On the way to the forgery, there was a female goma in a position that had to be eliminated, so I was going to kill him like a street monster, but somehow the poison needle was hit.

My stomach is not very swollen, I wear costumes like a beautiful white gown, and I don't have any armor.

No matter how weak I am, I can't stab a sharp needle in a goma. [M]

Well, why don't you stab me till I die?

In the meantime, we need to get rid of it now.I'm worried about the cause, but I'll think about it later.

That's why I woke you up again and drooling.

"Damn, don't get hit. Hmm, this feeling is close to Sakura-chan's boundaries, but -- oh, I passed."

While Kinkin was doing it, the poison needle stung me.I've stabbed some damn ghosts a few times before, but it feels exactly like the same meat.

I knew you had a defensive magic item.

While spraying a bubble of blood as usual, the body of the silently poisoned Goma was quickly examined to determine the identity of the mysterious defense.Oh no, this necklace that Female Goma was hanging from her neck was just a defensive magic item.

Unlike the "Guard Ring" used in my Reinforced Uniform, it appears to have a limited number of times to disable or mitigate attacks.Therefore, if it was rough continuously, the effect would have expired and the needle would have passed through.

"Just letting a slut have a magic item... they love you."

When I was wearing this dirty white clothing, I could see that I was in a high position as a female.I'm sure it feels like a great lady or something.

Well, it doesn't matter. The Goma class has nothing to do with us as long as it's not about strength.Those who are luxurious in the royal palace and those who just wait for death in the dump should die equally.Only good ones are dead ones.

"Whoa, we have to hurry."

We don't have time to hide the body this time, so this female Goma's body will be discovered soon.At the very least, it is wrapped around the glue with dark hair to make it look like some kind of garbage and leave it by the side of the trail.

With such a minimal deception, I go through the trail - damn, there are guards standing here too.

"Rem"

"Cumming, cumming, cumming!"

At the same time as I instructed, a lemur bird crow was attacked from above the guard.

Ngi!?

Guba! Ganzoraba!

For some reason, while I'm obsessed with crows gathering relentlessly, I'm off the trail.All we have to do is cross here and finally arrive at the forgery.

Phew

Hiding in the shadow of a pile of wooden boxes, he exhales.

The guards have not been fortified with boulders until the blacksmith.It would be wicked if I stayed there.That's why we don't scratch the guards' eyes until we get in here.I have consumed a lot of crows, but I think this is the place to use them.

"Come on, how do you plan to sabotage me?"

About half of this forgery uses the ruins' buildings.Since the ruins are semi-destructed, they are used only on walls and some ceilings.Others are complemented by low-completion stone walls and wooden buildings in their own Goma architecture.

The aim would still be this wooden part.

"It's the first time I've entered the forgery, so let's go slowly... please, Lem"

I don't hear from you, but I'm moving my legs and spiders from the backpack I dropped.

While I was breathing in the wooden box storage area, I listened to the results of Lem's reconnaissance.

"... I see, this area is made of wood, and there is a furnace here... Whoa, is there any oil? That's good."

About half of the spiders were found and crushed, but enough reconnaissance results were obtained.On the basis of the report, I drew a simple map on the notebook and grasped the structure and equipment arrangement of the forgery.

"All right, this one's gonna burn like a good one."

Based on the information, determine the plan.

First, head to the flammable oil vault.

The blacksmith's yard is full of clutter and the materials are packed there, so there are a lot of shields.Even humans can't organize well without being conscious, let alone be able to go to the goma.You don't have to worry about moving around in hiding.

Otherwise, I'm just a busy craftsman here, so even if you see me a little bit, you don't bother asking me questions.

Rather, at times like this, "You're complaining that I'm moving on the instructions of my parents!If you behave as grandly as you do, you won't find out.

"Yoyo, yoyo...."

So, even if I borrowed a truck from the vault and stowed a barrel full of oil, there was no goma to blame for my actions.You guys are going to get killed if you hurt your parents' mood a little, and it's only natural to focus on your work.

You don't care about me, you're doing your job.We're all gonna die anyway.

"All right, that's it."

Until satisfied, the truck is equipped with oil barrels and pushed by itself with rattles.

I push the wagon through the passage where the goma intersects.After all, there is no one to speak to, so we arrive at our destination.

"Guba, Zorga!"

As soon as I arrived, a fractured goma burst into my neck with anger.Apparently, I can't use it. Looks like the low-end bastard has been strangled.

This is a workshop where iron melts into the shape of swords and spear tips.As a refinery that cooks furnaces and melts iron, this is the positive heart area where most craftsmen concentrate.It's a heart, but there are only three places like this in this forgery. Pretty big.

This is one of the easiest places to burn.One area of the furnace is surrounded by stone walls, but about half of it is wooden from the entrance side.There are plenty of other combustible materials that are arranged in various places.There is no danger consciousness. Yoshi!

"Danza! Gobaa!"

Oops, this place with lots of gouge craftsmen on it is noticeable when you ride in a lubricated van.

I didn't give that kind of instruction. Who is it? Teme shouted at me like this, pointing at the wagon.

Other craftsmen didn't even listen to the instructions. One idiot appeared, trying to smash his nose roughly and approached me.

But when we arrived with the oil, it was too late.

"Hahaha! The dirt is disinfectant!"

I kick the oil barrel off the carrier as a boy screams the usual dialogues he wants to say once in his life.When I rolled down to the middle of the workshop with my head flat --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A large amount of black hair tie jumps out of the magic team that was drawn on the lid beforehand.The instantaneous appearance of black hair causes the lid to snap off and the oil in the barrel is splashed.

And of course, my black hair is covered in oil.Oily, dark hair is as stupid as a swarm of snakes.Dark hair dripping with oil is vigorously flowing all over it.

A craftsman approaching to blow me up, or the greatest parent standing right next to the furnace.Next, the pile of charcoal, which is the fuel placed near the furnace, and the large wooden pillars and beams become entangled in the glue.

Then the oiled black hair grabbed each target while moving the root and diving into a furnace filled with hot molten iron.

It ignited instantly, and the black hair stretched to the people turned into a burning rope of flame in an instant.

"Nboaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!?"

The first to scream was Gove, who was tangled with greasy black hair.It's always a filthy scream, and in an instant, it's all over the body.

Hey hey, burning your body is more painful than cutting it with martial arts?Yeah, this huge reaction seems to be painful.

But as Macho looks, a highly vital gove burns his body, but doesn't fall into place right away.They can't escape the scorching pain, but they go wild.

Hiyaaaaaaaaaaa!

"Nmba, dobbaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Involves nearby lower end gomas in vain, increasing the number of new casualties, or breaking into wooden shelves and crates to generate extended burns.

In an instant, the refinery turns into a blueprint for hell, a blueprint for purgatory screams.

"Ahahaha! All right, burn it, burn it more! Burn, burn!"

I watched the goats suffering from the flames, and the tension rose, adding more barrels.

"Make it hotter!"

"Dark-haired tie-down" in pursuit with vigour.

The new flaming hair captures a gove with something like a water magic item for quick digestion, wraps it around the escaping goma, and adds a new fire to the wooden architecture.

If you notice, there's another sea of fire nearby.

"All right, we'll be fine here.That's enough for today! "

Now, let's head for the second refinery!A new flame is calling me!

"Fire! Fire!"

At the crossroads of my nose, I rushed through the blacksmith's yard, where an incredible fire began to break out and become a mess.

"This is the second refinery.I'm gonna burn it, I'm gonna burn it super... "

A more spacious refinery with a larger proportion of stone than just now.There must have been a shout for a fire, and the inside was already in a hurry.My parents gave me instructions to start the fire fighting activities, and I kicked the bottom end of my head and killed him in a hurry to escape first, or I made a big fuss.

"Ahahaha! It's so easy!"

Let's get more excited.If you kick a barrel and chew a black-haired combo in the same way, the black-haired blacksmithery will burn more and more into the burning goma.

When things get so smooth, it gets kind of fun.It's a corner, so why don't you take a photo on your phone to share this fun with everyone?

"Yay, the fire meter is awesome!"

This flame sorcerer, Kotaro-sama, will return this filthy blacksmith to the ashes. Fire!

At that time, a sharp sixth sense stimulates Zagan.

Something happened. When he stood up with such conviction, a message of panic rolled into the royal palace.

"What, a fire?"

"Ah, the forgery... the forgery is on fire!"

Voyage noise in a blacksmith's yard, which always handles fire, is a daily tea business.However, the audience began to have magic items that emit water currents, and a small fire was equipped to extinguish the fire immediately.

Nevertheless, fire protection measures cannot be said to be perfect.The forgery has caught fire many times in the past.

"I'll go out there, too. To Omar."

"Someone else has already told me!"

Hmm, then there's no problem.

Even if the fire was spinning beyond extinguishing, with the magic of King Omar, the fire would soon be extinguished.

I don't think I have much work to do, but it's still easier for the Great Warrior to lead the team in order to sort things out.Besides, I would like to avoid disturbing King Omar's hand if possible.

With that judgment, Zagan jumped out of the royal palace and headed to the scene.

The forgery is an important facility for supplying equipment to soldiers.It is inside the fortress and not so far from the royal palace.The sooner Zagan ran, the sooner he arrived, the sooner he spared a second in the event of a major accident, the sooner he chose to go through the shortcut.

My wife told me that this trail was the best shortcut from my home to the blacksmith's.It's a route Zagan doesn't normally use, but when he chose this path, he remembered it with her lovely smile.

Zagan's eyes were marked with white cloth cuts.

For Goma, a clean white cloth is precious and special.Only noble women are allowed to wear it.

Therefore, it is suspicious to see a white fabric with no stains if it is rubbish that is rolling along the side of the trail.A pure white fabric, even a small piece of cloth that fits just in the palm of your hand, is a treasure that kills and rips each other apart.

……

Zagan trembles at a bad feeling.I wonder if this feeling has existed since I went to the Tower of Trials alone.

I've never fought enough to make myself feel like I'm dying.With the Kingdom's greatest pride and responsibility, Zagan has confronted any powerful monster.

Therefore, the fear of shaking such a great warrior is not a danger of death.

It must be a misfortune for your loved ones, not yourselves --

"Hmm... this is..."

With the feeling of being pierced by the magic of frozen ice, Zagan touched the trash that was rolling there.

It felt strange. I was surprised that the appearance and feel were quite different, but I forgot where I felt uncomfortable when I looked at it again.

Forget such a trivial discomfort and grab a large amount of black, elongated hair wrapped around your hand.It's as disgusting as ningen hair.Pointing at the nose is a sweet, inviting, but poisonous, stimulating, mixed smell.It smells like poisonous flowers growing deep in the woods.

When you stir up a bunch of uncomfortable black hair, it comes out of a beautiful pure white fabric.The best gift for a clean, smooth and beloved woman.

And there was a woman, dressed in a white costume that was a crystal of love.

"Ah, ah... ahhhh..."

Your vision is distorted. Your brain rejects reality.

But no matter how much you try to escape, you can't be mistaken for her face, which she most loves, swears to eternity.

Lots of flickering, sweet smiles in your head.Just from a young age, I have grown up, sworn to be a couple, and this morning I saw the usual smile of abandonment.

Her face, filled with all that happiness, is filled with a painfully distorted and unbroken expression.

What kind of suffering would make you look like this?Cut with a blade or roast with fire, this won't happen.Zagan understands that it wasn't just the wounds that killed her, but the pain and suffering that killed her.

And his thoughts break there.

"Ahhhhh... giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

With a boiling rage, Zagan unleashes the greatest power in his life--

"--Oops, maybe that's the huge rumor!?"

When the blacksmith burned to the ground and almost burned to the ground, the fire turned out.Now, I was beginning to think about how to escape the scene with the Goma soldiers gathering after the fire.

That's when Sole showed up.

I wonder how many meters it is.Except for the tower, in this place where there is no high-rise architecture, the human form that boasts such a height is more noticeable than anything else.

That's exactly what a giant looks like.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

And the giant, a threat monster comparable to the dragon, smashed a wooden house right next to him with a lariat, as if he were angry enough to hit eight.

"Ah, who made Zagan so angry?"

It is probably Zagan who has turned into a giant from the appearance.

I'm talking about an imbecile goma anyway.I bet Zagan-sama, the most powerful warrior in the country, bought anger by cheating on homerun-class assholes.

But it doesn't seem to be as routine in this country as the giants rage and brawl at the boulders.The Goma soldiers were in a great hurry with the fire, but when they saw the giants, they were caught in further chaos, as if they were on fire.

In any case, I'm not used to seeing giants scatter around and hit each other.I even forgot about the fire in front of me, and the guy who ran started showing up.Hey, at least sprinkle the water in that barrel.

"Anyway, this is a chance. It's unusual for me to be so lucky."

This body is more than its predecessor.If Natsukawa-san's escape is possible, it would be nice to disappear here, but if possible, I would like to stay inside the Royal Palace and continue to monitor him.

I got up and lit the fire, so I thought this would be impossible for the boulder, and it was a giant brawl.

If you're in such a mess, you can still escape if you're not Natsukawa-san anymore.Thanks to you, I can re-infiltrate the Royal Palace like this.

"Fufu, I guess I finally got lucky."

In a very good mood, I walked out into a chaotic crucible. [M]