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

I'm powerless. I was walking down the street.

After all, my demon guide nucleus had been bought and beaten at an otherwise unlikely garbage-like price by my demon prop shop father.

Ahhhhh gee!!!

In the first place, a demon-guided nucleus is rarely crystallized in the body of a warcraft in itself, and because of the high demand, the supply in the market is not always catching up, and it seems to be a super expensive and traded valuables.

Pizza Husband Says he was probably ducked when he saw it as a bong bong of a foreign nobleman who didn't know things. Pizza husband himself, right after he left his parents' house and started his journey, let's not let the world fool you a lot. Well, it's a story that looks like he's a good person.

My pizza husband pitied me a lot and paid for the tepaol noodles.

If he comes out in a comic book or something, he's only looking to serve as the son of a lowlife nobleman who gets hit with a terrible sanction for giving him an evil crush on the main character's cute childhood friend. But it was actually a very good one.

Still, that bald guy from the demon prop shop ~ ~ ~!

Damn......! This grudge, yes, must one day......

Gore peeks into my pungent side from earlier. How worried I was, I was always moving from a diagonally rear fixed position when walking to a position that was close to the straight side.

I was talking to Dr. Speria and my pizza husband, and I realized that the Gore one basically doesn't listen very seriously to words spoken by people other than me. So this guy shouldn't really know why I'm puffing on him right now.

I was only dropping my shoulders without strength, trying not to put negative feelings for baldness into words or expressions.

I'm not sure why.

But if I talk to Gore in tears about my anger and resentment of baldness here, I feel like something terrible is going to happen to this city. For some reason, I have such a strong feeling.

Well, either way, I still have one of the monkey's demon guided nuclei on hand.

From what my pizza husband said, even if I just sold this, my immediate financial anxiety should be completely eliminated. I wasn't originally stuffed with cut feathers.

It was a very expensive study fee, but in the end, my ignorance also caused it.

It's something I don't want to admit, but in the battle between eating and eating, I was defeated by that fucking bald man.

I mean, no matter how you look at it, you haven't even reached civility where consumers can be protected, this world. You'll lose when they buy you.

I can tell by the head. But there's nothing we can do about this remorse...!

Ku... damn oh...!

Your fucking bald yep!!!

Never forgive...!!!

That said, I was slowly changing my mind.

I'm a quick head switcher.

He sells something like baked sweets in a small stall on the other side of the street.

It smells sweet in the wind. I don't know, it smells good like cookies. I was starting to worry about you sooner rather than later.

Come to think of it, I haven't eaten sweets or anything this way since I came to this world.

With the purpose of our funds, my purse strings are looser than they were in the first place.

"Hey Gore, let's take a peek at that shop"

In an effort to ease Gore's anxiety, I tried to cross the street against the stall with a bright voice.

At this time, I noticed a crowd on the street ahead of my sight.

That's around the corner where there's an example magic prop shop.

Hi. They were coming back up close as I was walking down the street.

Well, it's not even that big. It's in the city.

Suddenly, from the center of the wild horse on the street, there was a sound that something would break properly.

What is it, a fight?

I'm curious, too, I'm going to ride a stream of people and mix them up with wild horses.

If you look inside the wild horse, the example fucking demon prop store and a threesome of guys were arguing.

Your bald spot! I can't get tired of just cheating on me, no more victims!?

Me driven by righteousness and rekindling my anger at evil fucking baldness.

... but if you look closely, it looks like things are a little different.

A three-man, leader-like, long-haired man is stuffed bald with a horrible face.

Although the bald man is saying something back, his little body is shuddering as he shudders.

That face, which can't even look good in flattery, was made even worse by the blue skin and the scary sweat.

Confronting him in the front of a bald spot is a long-haired man, with a sword of obvious length on his back that violates the gun knife laws. He is freshly shouting to intimidate his surroundings while rubbing his tattooed shoulder.

The other two also have a fashion style with short hair but similar gun blade violations. It was like blocking an escape route, silently intimidating baldness from both sides.

This... My quiet beloved race, the so-called DQN, is the worst.

I didn't expect there to be defects in this world, either. I was shocked.

Gore, the first person in this world to be my partner, is so caring and kind. The first otherworldly teacher I met was also an intelligent and fine man. My cultural appreciation of the people of this world, blessed with such a fortunate encounter, is suddenly almost MAX, with a rating of 50 out of 10.

But unfortunately if evil fucking balds and bad guys are going to be profiting in width like this, we have to fix the rating downwards......

The tall voice of a long-haired chimp sounded kinky in my ear to grieve me.

"So it would be common sense in the world to give back what you owe me? I need you to pay for what you're gonna pay for, eh? This way, too. Come on, it's not charity!

"I'm telling you to just wait a little longer! I could pay you back! Almost there, but I can give it back soon!

Oh, this is a debt takeover...

Was that bald debtor?

"If that's what they say and you're waiting high, this one will be your meal too... Hey!

My long hair squeezed up my jaw.

Taking that as a signal, the two surrounding chimps suddenly began to kick down the store's merchandise shelf. The product falls from the shelf to the floor, making a crouching noise. Is this who the crushing sound was earlier?

The long hair rested on the collapsed product shelf, breathing down, and in a low voice he was amazing at baldness.

"Even if we don't have the money, we can still get it out, right?... Bring the letter of entitlement to the store."

I see, is this what professional chimps do?

Brilliant. I don't even want to apprentice shards.

He was bald looking blue and pulling into the back of the store, but he grabbed a leather bag shortly afterwards and popped out.

Then take one black crystal out of the skin bag.

Its fingertips were trembling with haste and fear.

"Look, look. Earth Ghost's Demon Guided Nuclear, it's also superior! As long as we make a profit on this guy's sale, debt and more soon......!

Oh, that's the monkey's guide nuke you bought from me.

Deep sorrow and anger are coming up again! What are you gonna do to me!

But as soon as I saw the Magic Guided Nucleus, the complexion of the long-haired man changed.

The two surrounding people are stopping a perfect rampage. It's breathtaking.

Long hair suddenly started laughing at Nitanita. Something's ridiculous and I can't help it, something like that.

"Oh, you've got good stuff!... Ok. It's not like we're ghosts either. Fine, good. Let's wait, let's wait, let's wait."

And he approached his bald spot with a humble laugh, and from his hand, he snatched away the leather bag gently.

"Well, I'll keep this one! Oh, you're in quite a bit. Yeah, well, keep up the good work and encourage repayment."

"What's happening! Give it back!"

A bald guy grabbed by his long hair trying to get his skin bag back with a bright red face, but he was lightly kicked and rolled to the floor.

... Well, I don't know what's going on in this world, but if the debt repayment deadline has passed, there are ways to collect it like this.

Normally, you don't have to bother waiting until the bald guy makes a sale profit. It looks outrageous at first glance, but it doesn't mean this chimp in particular is bad.

I can't get you to kick it, but, well, it's good moxibustion for this business-pushing bald spot.

Heh, that's the punishment for cheating on me. I don't know, you fucking bald bastard. Regret your greed with some pain.

The shoulders softened and the upbeat chimps tried to leave the store as they were.

But the bald guy stuck to the leg of a long-haired chimp with a leather bag.

"Give it back. Eh! Give it back!

Whoa.

Are you still willing, this bald guy...

"I'm gloating, you're not on track! Dirty vultures!

An angry long hair kicked a bald torso like a soccer ball.

My thoughtfully kicked leg plunged into my belly and I heard a dull, unpleasant noise.

Lizards groan.

"I don't even have the sinful crumbs to manage myself like you guys! We owe it to you to continue serving for the rest of your life, thanks to us! Be thankful! Ooh!"

The chimps are shaking their long hair, kicking baldness all over the spill.

But Bald doesn't desperately try to let go of the chimp's leg he grabbed.

What a greedy bald man.

Well, in any case, it's time for someone to call in or come in to help.

Nevertheless, baldness kicked by long hair keeps your hands at all.

The few hairs left on the bald head also collapsed into a mess, which is already like a fallen warrior.

Is it such a waste of money, this guy? It is a tremendous desire.

The nagging bald guy started getting fucked up because of three more guys.

There is blood.

…………

Nevertheless, it's time for someone to help. This is a total assault charge.

Still the same baldness that keeps getting kicked.

Nobody moves around.

The power of that hand, which desperately grabs the foot of the chimp, is gradually weakening.

…………

Oh, hey.

Why isn't anybody helping you with baldness?

Hey, 'cause you're a little dirty little old man...?

You think a dirty old man isn't worth saving?

Or was it because you were in a small, sloppy business full of debt?

So, but isn't that different from this?

I also do think this guy is 100% pure shit because he bought me by this bald guy. But that's business with each other.

There's a part of me that thinks so, but even I followed my own decision and agreed to sell it myself.

But what's happening here is different.

'Cause this bald guy wanted to stop by, and he's taking his belongings by force.

Most importantly, aren't these chimps really going to expose those demon-guided nukes to debt repayment? Aren't you going to get dressed?

'Cause I didn't write you a receipt!!!

Actually, I've been wondering, I am! Then you can't say anything about baldness even if it's bullshit!

This is a crime, no matter how you look at it.

Somebody call him...

I don't know the world's security system.

Besides, and.

Lizards are being beaten unreasonably.

You sound so sorry, you're crying...

…………

Oh, yeah, no. also, already, be patient......

I was half unconsciously taking a step forward.

"... - Hey, if you wait. Write your receipts properly."

As a culturalist who loves harmony, I could never overlook the outrage of these savages.

So I interrupted between the baldness and the chimps being kicked.

Yes. As if, a knight who protects his maiden.

My first protection from bad guys in another world was not from weak girls or poor beauties.

- He was a little dirty little, bald, debt-ridden, helpless old man.