The Sorcerer King of Destruction and the Golem of the Barbarian Queen

Let's conclude.

The Golems of the diocese were, perhaps, so strong.

But Goletaro - his sister, too strong.

Wide stone temple architecture, six golems standing at the entrance in its hall.

Confront it, me and Goletaro's sister.

All but me are Greek sculptures. Visually one of me is totally floating.

Nevertheless, if you line up like this, your sister's white is more elegant pure white and super beautiful than any other Greek sculpture's white. In a way, this guy is floating, too.

No, wait, calm down, not now.

The Greek sculptures were clearly willing to attack me and your sister.

Well, anger is best for you. Whatever, your sister is crushing her buddy's lower body with a low kick. If the opposite is the case, it's a beautiful scene for me.

The twelve pale green eyes had a piercing gaze.

The two deep red eyes of your opposing sister do not shake at all.

The tension, which was swelling in both eyes, had an atmosphere of precisely one-touch immediacy.

Goletaro's sister stood still before the diagonal to protect me.

This reliability, it's like a living copy of Goletaro.

That's blood relatives. The next moment I thought that...

Your sister jumped over 10 meters from me at once.

Your sister stood fluttered in the center of the diocese. I didn't make any landing tones at all.

That white, luxurious arm holds one arm of Golem's wreckage, which she kicked down earlier, when it was taken away.

No, are you kidding me?

As she was, her sister raised the object, which was her arm, high and slammed it against the floor at once.

And I trampled on it as much as I wanted.

Golem arms that can make dull noises and crumble, and scattering fragments.

The six diocesan golems simultaneously reacted to the motion.

Kick a fragment of your arm, Jen-royal sister.

Blushing, deep red eyes.

All the golems ignored me, turned to your sister, and killed her.

No way, this obstinate provocation, to divert enemy attention from me?

What a care.

That's the gentleman who cares, Goletaro's blood relative.

No, I think she was the one who started the fight in the first place.

Of the six golems, the two preceding stepped in against your sister at once.

These guys, they're fast.

Two golems, left and right, shook out their swords almost simultaneously, as if they had breathed perfectly.

That blunt looking stone weapon, it moves so lightly!?

The aim was precisely your sister's neck muscle.

Two intersecting heavyweight blades snap your sister's thin neck off.

For a moment I thought your sister's neck had been slashed and blown away.

- But, my God, the two blades were on the white neck, and they were taken disappointingly.

There is no scratch on your sister's neck.

What a ghost armor......

Your sister grabbed a disappointing eagle with her left and right hands at the head of two golems that stopped moving for a moment.

Whoa, I lifted it with an iron claw, this guy.

She left it to herself to slap two enemies on the floor at the same time.

Awesome roaring and crushing noises echo in the cathedral.

Your sister stood up softly when the thunderous sound echoed in the hall disappeared.

Two golems falling on the floor in depression do not even move.

My head is shattered.

This, Goletaro's sister.

Even though she looks like a perfectly clear goddess elf, the way she fights it is exactly - an invincible gorilla.

The remaining four golems attacked your sister at once.

Four swords rumble through the storm as they wind a whirlwind.

It's an epic onslaught.

If I hadn't driven your sister earlier and I was still in that Shura space, I'm pretty sure I would have been ground beef in an instant.

But what is it? The golems have a lot of attacks to destroy from the neck to the top.

Oh? If you look closely, sister, even a similar slaughter of enemies can be taken and avoided. I was heartbroken by that one when I took the enemy blade with my neck muscle, but isn't that an invincible defense...?

I desperately put my head around your sister's pinch exposed to the storm of slaughter.

Yes, with a little NTR, like a monkey rugby ball, can you rule the Golems of the Cathedral?

The subject that seems to have worked so far is first witchcraft called the time-bound junction of the Great Rock Door. Next, stone book restraints… maybe this is similar junction magic. And finally, an example of monkey stone bullet magic. These three were discolored exactly the same black, and I'm pretty sure (NTR) is probably activated.

In other words, when I wish to do something about stone or earthy sorcery, the (NTR) is generally activated.

I've made the golem before, and it's supposed to be a product of undisputed earthwork. So can these people rule too?

If we put these golems under control, there's a good chance we can break the situation.

I turned my right hand toward one of the raging cathedral golems.

"NTR!

... but nothing happened.

The golem ahead, with his hands crossed, is moving flat. I don't even have any signs of blunt killing.

At this time, I realized that I didn't feel anything from these golems like the "NTR" I've always felt from monkey stone bullets.

It's like you're trying to open a door with no handle, it's totally untouchable.

My orders are flushed like wind, not capturing Golem's body.

Exactly the horse's ear. It was Buddha (NTR) in the ear of the horse (Golem).

What do you mean? Isn't the Golem a dirty sorcery?

Ah... Speaking of which, the primer said something like, "Golem plays magical interference from the outside". This is why the Golem is considered advantageous in the battle against magicians.

Seriously......

So it's because of that? So the NTR doesn't work for the Golem?

Oh, my God. I thought I could help too.

Again, am I a useless golem hippo...

It was me dropping my shoulders disappointed by the ruthless reality, but naturally, the battle continues.

Your sister keeps snubbing the enemy's onslaught.

But at this time, it was as if she had anticipated the timing, and her sister seemed to have tilted her body for a moment.

Shortly afterwards, a spinning kick flashed like a whip, released from her sister's white and beautiful legs.

Exactly, a touch of armor sleeves.

That, with just one spinning kick.

Three of the four remaining golems blew their necks “simultaneously” to pieces.

Amazing kicking speed and destructive power.

Where does such a thin, white leg come from?

I have no choice but to be blunt.

The Greek sculptures, who lost their heads, make flashy noises and fall one after the other.

Of all the falling enemy golems, only your sister stands there in a position where she let go of the kick, as if nothing had happened.

One enemy left. He's the fierce one who jumped back and dodged the spin kick.

You're a captain-like golem, with armor and weapons of different colors, who was in the front of the entrance.

It's also the golem where I saw the boobs.

At this time, your sister turned to us for some reason.

I'm slightly shrugging my shoulders and twitching.

Oh, this is the same trick when Goletaro wants me to pay attention.

The one who lightly snaps the sleeve of my clothes is acting like a lower compatible. Goletaro was so self-assertive that I was always careful not to miss an autograph.

But what do you want to show me, sister?

Or there's still one enemy left behind, but you can afford this guy.

Oh, don't say that! The enemy Golem swung his sword, turning his sister's back, which was empty, and began the assault.

Looks like your sister hasn't noticed.

'Cause you're turning to me and you're still twitching.

Shit, this is, like, getting fucked--

"Hey fool! Goletaro, behind you!!!"

At that moment, your sister's deep red eyes seemed glowing.

Shortly afterwards, your sister stared at me, releasing a backkick when she was flashing, letting her lightly crush both legs of the enemy.

I didn't even look back......

Breast golem that crushes your leg, loses balance, and falls on your back.

Your sister slowly turned to the enemy behind her as she left me a soft gaze.

The attacks that followed were one-sided and intransigent.

Your sister was horseback riding at the enemy, grabbing both arms, beating the other's head so fucked up that she was destroying it by the time she had no skin.

It is such an overattack that I just think there was some personal grudge.

Already, the captain only has a torso of breasts in armor.

I mean, after all, what the hell was that softness? Your sister wanted to show me her brutal fight?

At the end of the day, I was responsible for confirming the death of the Golems in the diocese.

I think this has happened before.

After all, the golems were all smashed in the head and completely silent.

Your sister's victory is confirmed, at that moment.

Still, strong.

Greek sculpture forms have visibly improved martial performance for more flexibility in movement than when they were dessant doll forms.

Oh, no. What are you talking about, me? This is Goletaro's sister. I don't care what you think.

Then I followed the diocese so I could escape.

If any of the officials here find out, they'll probably file a claim for damages for illegal activity. On the contrary, if you are reported, you are likely to be arrested on suspicion of material damage.

Me walking powerless.

My diagonal back was followed by Goletaro's sister, who carried the cage.

Don't, don't... That's where my Goletaro is located, missing...

After a short walk, my sister and I had lunch on a nearby hill.

As always, the surrounding area is a red-brown earth with little grass trees, but when you settle back in a scenic spot like this, the landscape is not surprisingly bad.

Whatever, the vast sky of this world, with nothing to block, is as beautiful as it is clear.

I looked blurry as thin clouds flowed all the way up the sky.

When I glanced back from the sky, your sister was on fire.

Your sister is very good at fire. Brother, it's sloppy.

My sister, who sat down next to me, warmed her bread and cheese with a familiar hand.

Put some of my favorite melted and delicious cheese on the warmer bread, and give it to me gently, sister.

I'm sorry. I've been completely self-catering lately because I left it to your brother. I'm a lifeless man...

Silent, keep eating.

As if she had missed a match by the time I finished eating bread, her sister took one cranberry apple and a green knife out of the scrotum I had on the ground.

It's as if it's a sign of what we do every day.

Her sister cut the cranberry apple very elegantly.

The thin, white fingertip movement that grabs the knife is very delicate and gentle.

Please serve a nicely cut cranberry apple on a small wooden plate and kindly offer it to me, sister.

I include that cranberry apple in a slice.

Oh, this is......

Goletaro cuts cranberry apples for dessert after meals every day.

The elegant cut, at first, was too elegant for me.

But he kept observing my dietary reactions and behavior.

And then I gradually adjusted the cut size, and on day 4 or so, I was completing a cut the size I totally preferred.

There's only one partner in the world who makes this perfect cut.

And at the same time, I was remembering another thing.

I made an appointment with Goletaro just before I stopped in the diocese.

It says, "If there are people or golems in the diocese, you should never hit them from here."

Goletaro keeps his promises to me, he's a good one.

In retrospect, this white golem sitting at my behest didn't hit me when I first destroyed the wreckage of a neckless golem in the diocese. “Kick it” was there.

In the fight against the six golems that occurred afterwards, we didn't do it, even though this guy's performance would certainly have had the opportunity to preempt the attack. From all of them, I was bound to get one shot. Or, until I got it, unnaturally, I waited.

I was already about to cry at this point.

Perhaps if I pronounce this word, there will be no escape from the truth.

But avoiding going through, I couldn't help it.

I need to properly convey my gratitude to the beings who have done something for me.

When I abandon this minimum of pride, I'm sure I'm no longer a culturalist.

"It was delicious. Thanks for everything, Goletaro..."

The white snowy Greek sculpture, as usual, has stared back gently.

As slightly as that body could only notice me - but, sure, I swayed happily.

I can no longer doubt it.

This is Goletaro.

I cried sadly.

I made my precious partner into a beautiful girl figure with my complete carelessness......