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

"Hmmm, this demon guided nucleus is crude...... Maybe it won't be a bit of a sale."

A small shopkeeper with thin hair behind him said sorry.

I'm visiting a magic shop in the city of Tibala right now.

Even if you try to get around the city, you'll need something to start with. So I just sold off the demon-guided nucleus I picked up from the white bone corpse of the great ape and came to exchange it for cash.

I asked my granny, who seemed free on the street earlier, and she told me that if I were buying materials from Warcraft, I should basically go to a magic clerk.

And I got candy balls for my grandmother. I don't know what to say to myself, but I've always been a good old man.

From the candy balls I received, it tasted gentle sweet and strange like nuts.

No, seriously. Not quite. The monkey's demon core is crude!?

What... so...?

Those monkeys! What an unusable monkey to be dead and useless!

Well, I was originally suspicious if the dirty stone that came out of those monkeys could be sold.

Either way, there's nothing more I can do than not get you to buy it off.

"Oh, really? Sorry for letting you take the time..."

I dropped my shoulder disappointingly and tried to leave the store behind.

But when I tried to get my hands on an old wooden door knob, the shopkeeper called out from behind.

"... well, wait, young nobleman. From what I've seen, I'm having trouble with the money, but where the hell did you come from?

When I turned around, the shopkeeper asked me how I was.

Okay, trouble. I can't even honestly say I'm from another world.

For the sin of the Magic King, you will be misrepresented and arrested.

Eh, how did Dr. Speria look at my origins...

Yes, but deep circumstances from the East have brought us to this country, to the house of the sorcerer.

"I'm from the East. My name is Nemaki Dasai. … there have been many profound circumstances"

I'm not lying.

It is true that it comes from the east in the direction. Besides, there are some very profound circumstances in which evil summoners summoned me from other worlds as the magic king of ruin.

When the shopkeeper nodded as convinced, he looked sorry for him.

"I see. Is that so? There must have been a lot going on. … I guess."

I guess! They've spotted me!

Seriously, you're omnipotent, this introduction. Thank you so much, Dr. Speria.

Doctor, I will always go with this introduction.

"If that's the case, I can't help you, Mr. Nemaki."

"... what do you mean?

"There's no such thing as a demon-guided nucleus, even if it's crude, it has no use at all. We also have handouts on such aspects, so we can't even manage to buy them. However, the buying value drops significantly...... Are you sure you don't mind?

The bald-headed shopkeeper said as he stroked his short chobbing beard.

That little filthy face looked like a divine Buddha's face to me.

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After the demon shop, I wandered the streets of the city for a while before walking into a restaurant with Gore.

Wooden and stone interior, like a tavern.

The area facing the street is terraced, and the store is open and bright.

It's still early at noon, but the guests are in, and the atmosphere is busy.

In an atmosphere that seems easy to get into with the customer base, it's the right place to choose.

Personally, it is a sense of family.

I sat in an empty counter seat.

In the seat next to the left, Gore sits like this.

There are customers who look at Gore indiscriminately, but for the time being, I don't think there's anything particularly wrong with me being caught suspicious.

It blends into the store quite a bit, I bet.

I think maybe Zaylan's magician's robe is working. This identity is clearly ranked higher than those around us. It seems difficult to be seen as suspicious as eating away.

As for Golem's companionship, he wasn't noticed by the clerk or looked extraordinarily weird. I'm really glad they didn't say no to pets or the golem parked in the parking......

If you take a closer look at the store, some traveller-style guests are wearing large red lizards on the floor. I see. I guess the rules around it are loose.

Lizards, like Gore, are like this.

I have managed to sell the Monkey's Demon Guided Nucleus, and currently I have enough money in hand to put it in a restaurant like this.

I, on the table, rolled several types of coins out of the purse - even though it was just a thick cloth bag - in the palm of my hand.

The approximate monetary value has already been asked by the father of the example demon prop shop. He made me look suspicious, but I can't help it all. My level of knowledge in this world is less than elementary school. Even so, I was supposed to be a foreigner for once, and I didn't look so suspicious.

On the table, arrange four coins.

Money, copper and silver coins. And it's gold.

With about 10 of these copper coins, they're more or less worth a meal at the store.

Well, with one of these silver coins, you can stay in a sort of inn in this city.

They say gold coins are worth about 50 pieces of silver coins. Gold coins, gold coins. Wow, that's gold.

This coin, a small coin with a hole, is a cheaper coin than a copper coin. Worth it...... sorry, forgot.

Hmm? There's copper coins in different sizes, huh? Is that it? What is this one??

... you've already noticed. I didn't like money accounts.

The sale of Magic Conductor Core consists of 25 silver coins and 38 copper coins, as well as 7 coins.

This is all there is to calculate. In fact, there is a mix of big copper coins in the payment of copper coins. Later I found out, this guy is a currency worth a few copper coins for actual convenience, the point is it's like a 500-yen ball. That's why I was so confused.

Considering that you can stay in a good lodging for nearly a month with a sack of monkey guided nukes, it is surprisingly quite a sum. I'd say they bought it higher than I originally expected. Whatever it was, it was a quality, demon-guided nuke that wouldn't normally be sold. The bald-headed shop owner of the magician was very conscientious.

Incidentally, the coins that have been held up as compensation from Lübeu Zailain's study are about five gold coins and ten silver coins.

Therefore, the total amount of my holdings in conjunction with the sale of Magic Guided Nuclear was 35 silver coins for 5 gold coins, and how many copper coins. Eh...... Well, the copper coins are full of jarring, that means.

Prices in this world are unknown, but even if we appropriately assume that silver coins are worth roughly 10,000 yen a piece, can we assume that nearly 3 million yen of gold has been made? I don't know...

With all this for now, it feels like something could be done for the moment. Maybe I can do some cross-world shopping later.

However, if you look at it this way, the coins you discover in your study are, if you consider them a legacy, more subtle amounts than you think.

I thought it belonged to Lübeu Zailain, who had a big title, even if he was a court magician, and I was going a little more for the money. Specifically, it's worth tens of millions of yen. No, it's good to have dreams of hundreds of millions of yen more.

Were the actual assets located elsewhere?

Nevertheless, if you think about it, Zaylane was originally willing to die, and he was going to destroy the world. If you say you don't need to leave money or anything, you're absolutely right.

Is it a reasonable line at the moment to assume that this money was the remaining cusp of the funds already used to prepare for that hefty summons ceremony, or that the bundle of bills found together was the main asset?

Yes. The problem is, I can see the letter "Servé clan plaque," a suspicious bunch of placards.

About this bundle of bills, my father at the magician's was distracted.

I've been observing other guests at this restaurant for a while now, and you're all paying coins. I am not alone in the use of banknotes.

It probably seems easier to avoid using the Selvé clan plaque in this store's payment.

Should I even look for a money changer?

Banks… exist in this world? At least, as far as the state of this city is concerned, I also feel like expectations are thin.

Nevertheless, it is also true that at a time when we have been able to reach the environment in which people live in this way, as long as there is money there, we do not feel that much need to have a sense of crisis when it comes to our immediate lives.

In fact, I'm quite relaxed.

Whatever it is, we have an invincible partner. As long as I know what animals I can eat, I feel like I could ask Gore to hunt me down easily. A rabbit or something would be an easier win than defeating the monkeys and dinosaurs, no matter what you think. Even the sika I killed instantly this morning, maybe it was an animal I could eat.

... No, wait, it's me. Just because Gore is spoiling me is such a dangerous sign as a person to be stained with such a hippo idea. Not good.

Yes, I can use a ground-to-air missile from the Big Spear of the Earth even where no one else has seen me. Perhaps you can also drop a flying bird. If you don't add or subtract well, you're going to fall apart.

I see, you two have a hand in becoming hunters...

In that way, I watched the menu loosely at the counter, doing the proper accounting and calculation.

There are many dishes on the menu that you don't really know what they are.

Although the ingredients themselves have many names that I have heard of.

You're in trouble. In the meantime, this whole "quail roasting" menu says, well, nothing but a whole quail roasting.

The price says 9 copper coins. I think the price is relatively reasonable instead of meat dishes. More than 10 other meat dishes.

In the meantime, do you want this?

When I tried to avoid adventure and make a hard choice, uh, a man sitting next to me in the seat to the right of the counter caught my eye.

The man, hafu, was eating a noodle dish on a deep round plate all at once.

A fuzzy young man. Well, it's called, it's pizza.

There's a non-motheola out there that I can't hide from my behavior. I can remember the mysterious intimacy. Is it about my age?

He's wearing the same type of robe as me. Probably a magician.

I see, is this how the general sorcerer dresses?

Dr. Speria didn't feel like a magician either, but the clothes were worn out at the time we met, so you didn't really get the details right. There were quite a few big holes in my clothes around my stomach.

In the first place, the teacher and I are nearly two different years old. If I imitate that madam killer gentle smiling uncle's outfit from a disfigured young man, I could burn him...

Either way, the man sitting next to me right now and my outfit aren't very different in the atmosphere.

If it feels like this, I might have no problem letting it pass because I'm a magician on the surface.

What he's eating next door, by the way, is a dish that looks like ramen all the time.

I haven't noticed how delicious it is, my gaze, etc., and I keep sticking with the noodle dishes.

You look delicious, Pizza Husband.

I came to a different world restaurant because of this. I decided to take a little adventure.

"... please cook the same as him next door"

"Aye! Tepaol noodles."

A shopkeeper-like man in the counter answered positively.

Well, you say tepaol noodles, this dish.

Would I have waited a little over 10 minutes from ordering? A bright clerk brought the earthen pot.

"Yes, a clove of tepaol noodles for your order"

Speaking of which, since I've been in this world, what do you care about eating noodles for the first time?

The earthen pot is placed in front of me with the lid closed.

When I opened the lid, the flutter and enthusiasm lifted my cheek. It spreads a good scent.

Of yellow noodles, this dish called tepaol noodles. There are many vegetables, and the noodles themselves are slightly thicker.

I'll take a bite of that noodle as it cools down with my breath.

Mmm! That's a firm texture and cosy.

The soup has a rich chicken gala stock. Hmm. Looks like it's got eggs in it.

- Yeah, this is delicious.

Alongside my pizza husband, I was disappointed in the pateo noodles.

Thank you, pizza husband. You have very good taste.

By the way, he is currently the second plate to replace him.

"No, I ate. I ate. Fine, that was voluminous."

After finishing my tepaol noodles, I opened my bag to pay my bills.

Speaking of which, this black shoulder bag, if you do it against your looks, you're gonna get stuff in it. I feel unusually light. What the hell is going on with this......

As I was fishing in the bag, I found one of the example monkey's demon nuclei left.

It was probably spilling out of a small bag that was putting together a demonic conductor nucleus. They only missed selling this guy because of it.

I squeezed up a black crystal and sighed.

"I wish this wasn't even crude..."

Even crude goods that were not for sale were at a good price. If the quality was good, it must have sold for a good price. Out of the blue, didn't you get about one gold coin? If that were the case, financial anxiety might have been completely allayed.

If this were the case, would I have recovered the Demon Guided Nuclear more seriously every time Gore slaughtered the Great Monkey?

But when it came to recovering from anything other than white bone corpses, you had to dismantle the remains of the great monkeys. I couldn't afford that then, mentally or temporally.

Most importantly, I was wondering if it was often worthless because I didn't feel like retrieving the Magic Guided Nucleus from Dr. Speria. That guy probably has a weak appetite too......

"Wow! Isn't that the Earth Ghost's magic nuke? Amazing!"

At that time, suddenly, an example pizza husband was eating a replacement for the third plate of tepaol noodles next door.

Earthly Ghost...? What is it?

Oh monkey!? The official name of the monkey is Earthgoblin. A dirt ghost is probably about a big monkey. I was a monkey in me, so I completely lost track of my official name.

"The earth ghost produces a stone that passes circulating magic through its body surface, and it's almost gone golem! You had a hard time taking it down so bad! I mean, magic doesn't work, if you hit it, it'll unleash an instant death (rock bullet), it's highly intelligent, it's quick, it'll even swarm... To be honest, I can't even imagine how you took him down! Wow!"

His eyes glowing unilaterally.

It was a pizza, so beautiful eyes in vain that it was about to be inhaled.

Though, I don't feel bad about being complimented either. Above all, there was absolutely no disgust or flattery in his cheeky expression. They were just like innocent elementary school kids praising their good classmates in the game.

Sorcerers are a nice race to be out of the picture. No, is it his personal personality?

But this demon-guided nucleus itself just picked it up from a blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

Be honest with your pizza husband and declare yourself.

"The carcass just happened to fall. Actually, I just picked it up from there, this."

"Heh! Strong luck. Still, you mean you stepped into the eastern mood, don't you? It's not something you can do inside."

The pizza husband, who looked impressed, saw Gore next to me there.

When I noticed, Gore gently wiped the juice of the tepaol noodles on my left cheek.

Thank you, Gore.

But please, please. Only now, stop treating me like a baby...... That trick in front of my classmates hurts my pride as a person too much.

"I see, I get it! The super beautifully shaped cathedral golem next door, I thought that was the hobby of the house...... Actually, you're not just a nobleman, you're a pretty amazing golem user, right?

What kind of hobby is that?!? Pizza husband. You thought you were a pretty girl figure enthusiast or something about me...?

I tear up my classmates too much.

"And I'm so proud of you. With one of those high quality demon guided nukes, you can play and live that you sold them out properly, right? My God, I'm running out of money in my hand, so I told the association..."

Hmm? Wait a minute.

What did you just say, pizza husband?

"Sorry, what now...?

"Hmm? I might have to ask the sorcerers association to do my job good offices because I'm starting to feel uncomfortable with the money in my hand... Ha, I feel heavy."

"No, it's not. Before that."

To my inquiry, the innocent eyed pizza husband answered with a decent look.

"See? Yeah, that dirt ghost's demon core is huge, and the quality is good enough to tell at a glance, so it's definitely gonna be a huge sum of money if you sell it."

What... so...?