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

"Well, I hope you're back..."

I was coming back from the front of the cave to the original with the magic formation.

At your feet sits an evil magic formation, engraved in red stones like blood.

Of course I'm just certifying evil on my own, and I don't even know what circle it actually is in the first place...

The mysterious invisible walls, like the first barrier, seem to have completely vanished. Try reaching around the edge of the magic formation and you no longer feel any resistance.

An outstretched hand faintly cuts the sky in vain.

But when I review it again, only this magic formation is completely floating around me.

The neighborhood was covered in silence and gentle deep green trees.

Peace.

The trees are not so intimate, it's an atmosphere of whether or not they can be called forests.

But this tree is formed of broad-leaved trees that I have never seen before.

At first glance it feels like a low tree height kusnoki......

I approached a nearby tree and borrowed a leaf from a branch.

When you take it in your hand, the shape of the leaves is completely different from that of a kusnoki.

"What the hell kind of tree is this?

Is it an unknown tree from a foreign country?

That said, I'm not that familiar with plants myself, so there's something I can't say about this alone.

However, at least I don't feel like this odd wooded, native forest that remains natural.

It is beginning to collapse because it has not been cared for for for many years, but it originally gives the impression of a vegetation to which someone's hands have been applied. If you look closely, it's more like a huge green garden than just a wooden tree.

By and large, this space, which opens in circles around the magic formation, is in itself something that one cannot help but feel the work of man. Even this meadow is seemingly rough with all-you-can-stretch, but if you mow it, it will surely be a beautiful green square.

Watching the grass at my feet like that, I realized I had one.

- From the side of the magic formation, the line of mystery is stretched.

It was almost buried in the grass that grew to my knees, so I didn't realize it until now.

A straight line was formed on the ground with shallow, few centimetres of trenches, using the same red and black paint that depicted the magic formation.

The red and black line connects directly with the magic formation, as if it formed part of it.

As it is, the straight line runs through the grass and continues into the wood.

This is the opposite direction from where the example tunnel is.

Somehow, I had a feeling of certainty.

I was wondering if there might be something ahead of this line.

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I got a hunch.

Ahead, following the lines in question, on the cliff - there was a huge stone gate.

This red and black straight line stretched out of the magic formation pushed through the grass and continued straight into the woods further.

And finally, we hit the cliffs surrounding the basin just beyond the trees.

In short, it was an unexpectedly long line.

With unfamiliar fruit trees growing along the way, and weak will, I almost threw out mysterious lines a few times and even began to observe plants.

Now, the stone gate that was at the end of the long line of that problem.

It is a heavy and huge gate, shaped on a cliff wall, likely 5 or 6 meters high.

The door is tightly closed.

The doors were engraved with a giant pattern of magic formations.

I just don't get that kind of evil impression from this magic team.

I've observed it lightly, but it really just feels like a purely complex combination of geometries.

Yeah. Beautiful design.

... No, because the visual of the first magic formation was too harsh, it may just be correcting.

The red and black line on the ground appears to continue further behind it through a tightly closed gate.

I mean, if there's anything, it would mean at the end of this stone gate.

"But shit...... I thought it was lightly packed, this..."

The gate doesn't have a keyhole or even a handle.

I did a thorough check to see if there was an opening/closing device around, but instead of the device, I can't even find a hint of the opening/closing means.

It's a gate, so I'm pretty sure it opens.

The stone gate on the cliff is big and splendid.

Imaginarily, it is just like a “sealed gate”.

I don't have the power of a gorilla beyond my intelligence. I can't open it at all.

Does this gate envisage opening and closing with manpower in the first place?

I'm not sure what the weight of the stone is, but with this size, there's definitely a ton of it.

Ah. Speaking of which, I've heard that tombstone weighs one set and goes about a ton.

Because this supermassive stone gate weighs...

…………

I dropped my shoulder disappointingly.

Watch the magically laid print engraved on the portal as you weaken.

What floats in the back of your brain is the magic formation of the first evil one you find.

"I wonder if this stone gate will also open and close with magical Miracle Mystery Power..."

A strange barrier mysterious power I felt when I tried to get out of that magic formation.

This is why I, who have realistic and common sense thoughts with me, have allowed the magical idea of flying lightly. That didn't feel like a physical phenomenon I knew, such as static electricity. Obviously, it was something I'm not sure what it was.

Either way.

As it stands, I have no plan to open this gate. Truly unfortunate.

"There's nothing I can do about this completely. Do you want to hit another place?"

I looked up at the gate where the strange magic formation was painted.

And I snapped pompously.

"If it's magic, I don't have a hard time if you open it with a spell.

"Open the sesame seeds..."

…… - Mizuri.

The first thing I felt, yes. It's uncomfortable when you say the word.

The moment I joked and said "open sesame", it was really faint, but the air... no, I felt the surrounding space itself trembled lightly.

What followed was a slight, lost and strange sensation.

I felt like something extremely trace, something like power, was falling out of me. To put it plainly, that's it, maybe it feels like when you get a faint fart.

No, yeah. I made a nasty analogy. Not even like me. I'm sorry.

…… - Mimi Miri.

Something sounded stirring and pulled me back from crappy thinking to reality.

The source of the sound comes from the center of the door, around the magic formation.

Oh, you're gonna open the gate with the spell (spelling) power earlier?

Me looking up the gate without any serious expectations.

Well, even stone, if it gets old, don't make as much noise.

But I peeled my eyes slightly at the sight that jumped into my sight.

The magic formations that were engraved on the gate glow red..., no, this is, red fever (...).

Heat bubbles out of the vicinity of the Magic Formation, and the Yangtze flickers.

What's being radiated is a level of heat that you can see visually.

Or it's getting hot for me standing nearby.

No, that's not all.

The stones that make up the gate themselves are beginning to twist, making noises.

The stone gate is twisting, as if it is making a loud noise and being crushed with a huge grip.

Whenever the stone is about to twist at a stiff pressure, the magic formation of the door repeats the luminescence brightly, emitting intense light and heat, as if resisting it.

Hey, what's going on...?

The audible sound is no longer a raw mistletoe.

It sounds like a broken spine.

And with every bone of it, it's like being chewed and devoured by something -

This is like an extinct demon.

Yes, the whole Stone Gate is screaming at the Terminator.

The portal gleams and cracks with every majestic magic formation that boasts of beauty, and from its condition, it finally twists into distortion without lifting to pressure.

It was like being stuck with some overwhelming violent force of resistance, unbroken and twisted, twisted and crushed by soft clay craftsmanship.

The sight, exactly, hell.

Huh? Wait a minute.

What the hell is this phenomenon?

Could this be happening because of what I said?

No, you wouldn't. Exactly. It doesn't.

I'm a man of common sense.

But in time......

No, there isn't. Yeah. Absolutely not, this is!

By and large, isn't opening sesame a fairytale false spell, and an appropriate Japanese translation? There must be no effect. I've never even heard of myself having the psycho power to cause such a paranormal phenomenon.

And when I cast the spell, I decided I wanted something more like this. I'd be happy if the door opened. It was a beautiful wish for a pure, mellow girl.

Yes. I don't want a millimeter in the first place to destroy precious ruins of stone architecture with such wicked gorilla power.

... Yeah, it's still different. It can't be my fault.

This is some kind of accidental accident. Decisions. That's what I've made now.

I finished making one decision, just then.

What was once a majestic stone gate was "discolored black" and swollen up.

Then, as if to start with the internal pressure, the magic formation ripped into five pieces from the central position, and turned outward.

From the huge mouth produced by the five petals, the interior of the dark cave is exposed.

The look is like a black lily blossom that is red-hot.

I mean, why did you discolor this? I feel so bad......

Thus the door of the boulder that guarded the cave was now opened.

However, the opening method is mostly a gross image.

It would be too bad a hobby, this. If the kid sees it, he'll cry for sure.