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

There was a sea lion standing in front of me.

Write in kanji, it's a deer.

Yes, a familiar herbivore with branched horns and in Nara Park.

It is a terrible vicious beast that when you have deer shears, you come in massive swarms, and instead of shears, you even snuggle up to your clothes, so that your whole body becomes a little bit bewildered with deer covetousness.

But I didn't dislike anything about those crumpled-eyed beasts.

"Look at that, Gore! Hey, it's a deer! There's a deer!

I spoke to Gore with a voice I hadn't thought of.

Gore doesn't seem that interested in deer.

You react to my words, you throw your gaze lightly, but you turn your face right back.

It's not a deer, it's just me.

Even when I first met a monkey, it looked like this.

But my tension was rising.

Anyway, when it comes to the vertebrates I've seen in this world, they're monkeys, old men, dinosaurs.

It's there, it's a sudden deer.

Among this member, a deer can be said to be an animal that dusts off the healing of missteps.

Nevertheless, the deer in this world seem to be frivolous and intimidating.

The impression of appearance is also closer to reindeer and heraldica than to familiar Japanese deer.

The two horns are huge too.

I have a shoulder height of 2 meters, at which point I'm not an already coarse deer, but when I put it in to the tip of this huge horn, the overall height reaches nearly 4 meters. Big anyway.

Some people may think that those connected eyes and the badly twisted red red and black horns are disgusting.

But I don't judge animals by their boring human values.

The only thing there is always magnificent natural shaping beauty.

"I don't know... Beautiful"

When I looked at him, who groaned inadvertently, Gore stood in front of the deer.

Shortly after, she turned a deer and released a high kick when lightning struck.

The head of the deer, devastated by a terrible blow of death, blew away with its brains scattered.

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"Look, Gore, being grumpy with other animals is something you shouldn't normally do."

I was walking down the street, explaining the world's logic to Gore.

Gore's long ears are moving only slightly.

It's a reaction when you're happy to be spoken to.

In short, I'm not reflecting very deeply.

There was just a reason why I couldn't pay close attention.

We also know that Gore gets nervous about wildlife.

Somehow, ever since he was born, this guy has only met hostile wildlife.

The monkeys and dinosaurs suddenly hit and killed us.

I'm wondering if those guys are special examples because they're warcraft, but in the first place, I don't have any knowledge of the animal ecology of this world.

I couldn't scold Gore more irresponsibly than there could possibly be a right decision about Gore eliminating that deer.

Nevertheless, an animal other than a monkey will finally show up.

We keep going west on the main road.

What was already happening around us was clearly changing.

According to Dr. Speria, there is always a strong westerly wind in the area, so if the source of earthquake is the ancient dragon, the damage would be concentrated on the east side at the starting point.

Exactly. The barren earth has been falling out since yesterday, and the meadows and trees are starting to look like hawks there.

The last time I saw a monkey was a long time ago.

If this is the case, you might expect the next settlement at the end of the street.

I spread the map again.

"Uh, what's the name of the next settlement..." Tibala ”?

Even by the time I get here, I'm going through the pompous and abandoned settlement trail.

Compared to east of Samari, where there were no settlement tracks at all, the more westward the settlement spacing along the streets is becoming shorter.

The region is probably the center of the west, and the further east it goes, the more the border. The capital of this country, the imperial capital, is also far west of this street.

Therefore, with proper pacing while checking the map, there has been no need at all for wild accommodation since then, since it was easy to borrow empty houses in the settlement.

But it's time to get to people.

I miss the soft bed. The food on hand doesn't taste bad either, but I'd like to try something called a normal decent meal in this world.

Nevertheless, if it feels like a map, it should be time to get close to the settlement.

If you're from around the corner of that hill, you might see something.

"Oh, it's in people...!

Looking from the top of the green hill to the end of the street, I accidentally gave a joyous voice.

From the houses under my eyes, I can confirm that something like cooking smoke is rising.

Did you get my wish?

Oh, my God, there seems to be a person living in Tibala.

Obviously the number of houses is high. Much bigger on the scale than previous settlements.

The atmosphere doesn't feel rural either, and this... is no longer a city.

We did it, civilization!

Now, for the time being, you shouldn't only be worried about dying wild.

So far, nothing but mysterious wonder monkeys, whether they could or could not eat, made even a self-sufficient survival impossible. This sense of relief, which I was finally able to take off from there, is even impossible.

Anyway, I would like to redeem anything that seems to be redeemable if possible and manage to establish at least a means of subsistence in this world.

Whether we decide on a course of action for the future, that would be where we start.

If you starve to death, you don't have an ex or a child.

So much less, we arrived in front of the city gates of Tibala.

But there is no one at this eastern gate, and the large wooden door is tightly closed.

It's a fine gate there, but it hasn't been used in a long time.

There won't be a ghost town. From what I saw earlier from the top of the hill, there are definitely people in the city.

Come to think of it, only monkeys live east of here. You don't have to open it.

Is there another gate somewhere?

In the meantime, I decided to turn clockwise towards the south side of the city.

I watched the city of Tibala again as I walked around the outer perimeter of the city.

So far settlement traces have been no-guard rural style, with some decaying tree fences everywhere. But the city is simple but surrounded by dirt walls.

Though there are also things like lookouts, the atmosphere is generally relaxed.

Perhaps you haven't noticed us either. It's really relaxing.

The walls may simply avoid the beast.

Well, the special rugby balls unleashed by the monkeys, the heads of the beasts in this world, are going to penetrate a few of these dirt walls...

The outer edge of the city, visible beyond the walls, has only a new roof. The houses I had hoped for earlier from the top of the hill seemed quite old.

So I just realized. Some of the people who fled the dirt-ridden area may have moved into the city. Perhaps that's one of the reasons why I look larger if I did it compared to my impressions on the map and previous settlements.

There was nothing like an entrance on the south side of the city either.

We both walk along the outer perimeter toward the east side of the city.

I don't know, I'm going to go halfway around the city if I stay like this.

Oh, you have a field on the south side. I wonder what this is. Wheat?

I see some shadows moving in distant fields.

He's a farm worker.

Oh, it's a person... I'm not a monkey, people are so...!

There's a girl too!

There's nothing wrong with that, you're helping your parents, you're a rustic country daughter.

It doesn't mean you have any special interest in the daughter personally.

Or it's too far away to tell your face or anything.

Maybe she was just a short old lady.

But I was, I was trembling with emotion.

A woman finally appeared in my otherworldly life, filled with white bones and old men and monkeys.

I even felt like God had brought back something like an important moisture in my life.

I was walking down the side road of a wheat field while offering a prayer of gratitude to God, but I stopped.

There is a gate on the outer wall. It's the entrance to the city.

Already halfway around the city from the east, coming all the way to the west.

I mean, this is the West Gate of the city of Tibala.

From the west gate, the streets head further west and stretch out of the city. From this view, this Tibala is in the middle of a circular city, originally in the form of streets penetrating east and west.

I can't go east because of the damage caused by dirt, so I closed the East Gate and became a city at the end of the line?

There were several people in and out of the city in front of the gate.

Oh, it's a person...

No, I've been too impressed with one person for a while, but you have no choice. Until now, all the primates except Dr. Speria have been bones and monkeys.

There seems to be a lot of movement between people.

Some pedestrian-style people in carriages.

You have horses, even in this world. Well, there's monkeys and deer.

The outfits are all slightly unique, but a large percentage of people wear ethnic costume-style objects.

Besides, most people are not Japanese faces.

But there was only one middle-aged woman in there with a subtly oriental face.

Nor did Dr. Speria seem so surprised by my appearance, speaking of which.

He must have been mistaken for a human being flowing from a conflict area in the East.

Does that mean that there are ethnic groups like this in the east?

In front of the gate, for once, an old man stood like a gatekeeper with a spear.

Honestly, it doesn't even feel that strong. It feels like a normal old man with a beard, wearing cheap leather armor.

I asked a little how it was, but the old man just seems to be standing. Everyone walks in and out of the gate normally with a no-check.

No background checks? All right, we can even get in with the King of Indefinite Addresses and Vocational Demons.

Then I'll have to go, too.

Sometimes when it was wrong, the old man watched as he licked Gore walking behind him, rather than me.

This is a common phenomenon when you walk a beautiful dog. There was nothing in particular to be said because of it.

Thanks for the help, buddy.

At the end of the gate, the city of Tibala was busy.

People are crossing the street.

People who look like city dwellers, people who look like travelers. Running little kid.

Some people are like farmers with livestock, but is that a sheep?

Ooh, that looks like a grey Deathsand doll carrying big baggage in the distance, isn't that a golem?

Somehow, there are quite a few stores.

Vegetables and fruits that have never been seen are sold in shops like the 800 houses in front of them.

Conversely, there are many familiar vegetables and fruits. I don't think it's the same as the original world.

This boulevard that I'm standing on right now is supposed to cross the center of this city of Tibura, as a street. Probably the main street of this city.

I looked over the surrounding streets.

Although it is a small and beautiful city, it is mostly one-story wooden architecture.

It's something I've felt so far from looking at settlement trails and Lübeu Zailain's lair, but I still get the impression, on a civilizational level, that it's definitely pre-recent times.

Most of all, there is magic in this world. I can't predict how things will be different from the original world at the moment though.

All in all, I don't think it's possible that the only line is a dramatic improvement in civil architecture, beyond the fact that my beloved earthly attribute is a cuss attribute.

I'm getting sad when I'm saying it. Let's not talk about this anymore......

Speaking of which, you can see a traveler like me from earlier. Of course, your gear is much tighter than mine.

But because of the dirt, this place is supposed to be the eastern crossing of this street right now, right? In fact, we're not like anyone else from the east. Even the city's east gate was closed.

So where the hell are these traveling people going?

With all sorts of questions and curiosities, it was me looking around like a countryman, but I looked back worried about the gore behind me.

I feel strangely very popular from earlier.

No, it's the usual thing to be loved, but I feel something subtly different.

You've come to the city because of it, and you don't look happy at all, the Gore one.

The gaze directed at the city and people is strangely cold.

Even when we first showed monkeys and deer, it seemed like a slightly better reaction.

At least then, he looked at the monkey and shagged it at me, sometimes pointing his gaze at the monkey. But I'm not even looking to people right now.

Don't you like places with lots of people?

That's a little worrying......

Besides, as we approach the city, Gore's wrapped air is getting strangely tingly.

When I was looking at the girl in the field at a distance earlier, etc., the air was no longer frizzy.

I don't know what's going on, I'm worried about this one...

Warm deep red eyes are pointed at me as I turn with anxiety.

That sleaze, as always, is very sweet.

But I had some kind of strange heartbeat.

Let's keep an eye out for Gore again. Confirmation of everything is important.

"... okay, Gore. Never“ attack ”anyone in this city or the Golem. The only time you can attack me is when I give you permission or your opponent comes up with a hand. You're gonna keep your word and do this, right?

I reaffirmed to Gore the minimum rules of society.

Last time, Gore kicked his opponent and a tragedy happened because of my incompetent attention to “don't hit him" and so on.

It was all my fault that I was the owner. Gore is not bad. But never repeat the same mistake.

Still staring hot at me talking hard and serious, shining ruby-like eyes.

Every time I utter words close to her, my very long, beautiful ears shake slightly, tickling.

Hmm. I wonder if this guy understands it properly...

I'm getting anxious.

Before the overwhelming violence of Gore, the figure of the cathedral breast golems rises in the back of the brain, ravaged one after the other unilaterally.

... No, I'm sure it's all right. 'Cause wasn't Gore just panicking and panicking then?

Moreover, all the causes lie in me, who misled Gore into believing that he was committing a perverted act using Greek sculpture, which deeply broke the pure heart of this pure, innocent guy. It was all me who should take responsibility and cut my stomach off.

Gore is very compassionate, he understands people's pain very well, but he's a little worried about being too understated, he's my proud partner.

Gore is always honest and very sweet.

I've never done anything terrible to this guy.

So there's no way anyone but me could do anything terrible.

But why? Why are you so anxious?

I gave my little finger in front of Gore.

"Gore, here's how you get your little finger out."

I stand that thin pinky finger gently so that she imitates me and is a little confused.

I cut my finger with Gore.

"Okay.... I promise you"

Finger-cutting may have been unusual.

Gore didn't quite try to remove his gently tangled pinky fingers.

Usually this guy is totally irresistible to my movements, even though he's a little worried. It's kind of unusual.