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

In conclusion. There was no flag or shit.

Let me introduce you. She's the bald beloved daughter of a demon prop shop.

I've been having fun with the bickering for a while now.

She has beautiful chestnut hair, she's an adorable daughter.

His name is Mr. Teru.

Poor good name.

Now she's sitting on my lap.

I said, "How many?," he replied, shy, spreading five small fingers all the way, "five small."

5 years old......

Hey.

Hey bald. What are you, five years old?

That's a fine lady, even small, of course.

Be polite with me as a lady.

But from your old age, your daughter is definitely in her twenties...

What a useless bald man you are...

But Teru doesn't look like a distorted, evil fucking bald guy at all, he's a very good character kid. He still talks to me from above my knees with a happy face against a rare guest. I felt the mystery and mystery of DNA.

Well, I guess he's like a dead mother.

Lizard's wife got the same illness as Teru, and she died last year for nothing to treat.

It's not, well, a story I don't understand, either, that a bald man who lost his wife and desperately raised his sick young daughter on his own carrying a debt has completely aged and bald with hard work.

She's fine now, this kid, but I think the story that she was once sick is probably true.

I don't know what the average developmental status of children in this world is, but as far as the people of the city are concerned, it shouldn't be so different from the original modern world. There seems to be a lot of food here.

Despite this, Teru has a very small body......

To be honest, I first thought I was about a kindergarten kid.

I think this is because I've been sick and sleeping for a long time until recently.

I feel like crying when I think of the heart of a wife who left the world with such a little girl and a shitty bald guy on top that I can't count on.

By the way, this is currently a bald house.

It separates several alleys from the example store.

After the earlier noise, baldness invited me here to let me stay for a while.

For this one, it's a boat story to cross. Hand-held funds are somewhat of a thing, but honestly, they're still in a state where you don't know the right or the left, including how to spend the money. This suggestion, even for me, has no reason to kick.

The bald house is huge. It is a fairly rare two-story building in this city.

I guess those guys fed me because I had a bad small fortune.

The shopkeeper seems to have closed the store early because the boulder will no longer be in business today.

Teru on her knees has been bursting a different world toddler talk since earlier. I was kind of talking to you, too. This kid was only a little acquainted with people at first, but he's already totally cracked it. He's a really honest good kid. Let me tell you again and again, I don't think very much of you as an evil bald child.

"So, Teru didn't become a dummy when he got bored, uh, so..."

"Heh, a dumpling shop? That's nice. Teru can be sure of that."

Well, I don't know what a camouflage is, but that's all I deserve credit for not succeeding to a bald store. Hang in there, Teru.

Teru shines her creepy eyes and continues her smiling toddler remarks with a soldering face.

"So hey. Teru doesn't, uh..."

She started shaking her legs on my lap. Unlike us, little kids have a hard time just putting into words what they're thinking.

Teru gave me a much cuter smile.

"Congratulations, Nemaki! Eh heh."

Oh, my God, I'm surprised. This is a passionate lady.

Phew... Thank you, Teru.

Innocent and gentle, your words, perhaps, must be a genuine feeling from the heart.

But, you know, your brother knows.

That in more than a decade, you will be happily nestled from your brother's hand in front of a man you don't know.

I was sad and tender with her fluffy pale chestnut hair.

Teru is tickling like that.

At this time, I felt something very disturbing.

Seeing, Gore sitting next to me is trying to reach Teru.

The arm is trembling violently.

What, is Gore the only one here? What the hell was that bad sign earlier? I was wondering if there was some kind of warcraft next door.

Maybe I'm over-sensitive in the battle streak.

The disastrous signs I just felt must be my fault.

Because Gore doesn't do anything terrible to Teru.

This guy usually treats me like a complete baby, and he's full of motherhood for nothing. Maybe you love little kids or something.

Well, I guess this hand is trying to get Teru's head down.

Gore still likes kids.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm sure Gore won't be a good mother"

Well, I don't know if Golem will have a puppy.

At this moment, Gore's hand, which was gradually approaching Tertu's head as she vibrated and trembled violently, stopped moving perfectly.

And Teru's head began.

Oh, it's a beautiful sight.

But Gore, don't you think it's more cluttered?

I always feel like I'm touching you softly, more like I caught you in delicate vitreous craftsmanship.

Teru is so happy to be Gashigashi, so, well, is this a good idea...

And at this time, I was noticing another disturbing sign.

The Lord of Signs is sitting on the opposite couch across the table, bald.

Right after Teru teased me earlier about the Toddler Girl Proposal, I have a freckle and blood vessel floating on my bald forehead.

Your blood pressure is going to rise too high and you're going to die prematurely.

In the meantime, I decided to provoke the baldness to further reduce its lifespan.

"I knew Teru had eyes for people, unlike his incompetent father. She's a fine daughter."

Bald scalp blood flow is being facilitated and is no longer becoming pink.

"I do appreciate one thing at noon. But that's not what I'm talking about.... My Teru is not for you. Don't get me wrong."

"Hmm. It would be a matter of his own free will to go where he goes to his wife"

Heh, you're a stupidly bald man.

I really didn't expect to get a lip service specific to a toddler girl and not be very popular and clean.

No matter how much you drown, Tertu will eventually travel to a man who doesn't know what a horsebone is. I don't know. And that's also for her happiness.

Well, at that time, I don't have to ask you anything as foolish as drinking with your complete treat. Let's make a big mockery of your remorse.

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"Thanks for the help earlier. Let me introduce myself again. My name is Chotos. As you know, I'm going to run a demon shop in this city of Tibala."

A small middle-aged man with thin hair behind him introduced himself.

Right now, we're moving a little bit from our earlier living room between two men and sitting in front of a bald work desk in a deep place.

"I'm Nemaki Dasai. Holding your daughter in that room over there is my partner Gore. His real name is Goletaro."

I already named myself at the store, but I introduced myself again.

I'm going to have this bald guy stay at home for a while, so, well, for once.

"I see, the Barbarian Queen." Goletalu ”? So the name of the god of killing and jealousy is not Dade."

…………!!!

You too, bald! You're gonna say "goletalu” too!

But to this extent, it is within our expectations.

When I was Dr. Speria, I broke my heart, but now it's time for me to make sure that people in this world absolutely acknowledge my nice sense of naming.

I put my best effort into the end of the story and tried to pronounce it clearly.

"My Goletaro is the strongest. You can afford that kind of chimp."

"You say chimps, etc., but he says' wrecking sword 'dazzle. I don't know anybody in this neighborhood. They were billed outlaws, right? Well, in front of your manipulative" goletalu "it was really just a chimp catch..."

Shit! Does this guy still say goletalu?

What a strong bald man.

"Well, if he's that kind of guy, our“ Goletaro, "it's easy to win, even if it takes 100 people to come. Goletaro is invincible."

"You, how confident you are in your arms and the performance of" Goletalu ""

Ko, Ko's fucking bald......! So let's just say it's Goletaro.

Guru......! Not yet, I'm not giving up yet, I am.

Five minutes later.

"Ha. That's enough. In Goletalu......"

"What are you saying, you?"

My desperate efforts were vain, and the incompetent bald man ended up failing to recognize “Goletaro” correctly.

Lizards are hanging their necks in the way I look.

My heart was broken once again.

And here's where the bald guy coughed one big time.

And somehow he's right where he lives, and he's turning to me.

"Nemaki, I'm sorry about the unreasonably low estimate of the purchase value of the dirt ghost's demon-guided nuclear. I don't care if you buy back the Demon Guided Nucleus at the original price."

Baldness is a serious look.

In fact, on the work desk in front of me from just now, there is a skin bag with a demon-guided nucleus of an example monkey.

This is what the long-haired chimp dropped when Gore crushed her bones.

I recovered it for once. The bald spot was rolling on the floor. I can't leave my valuables as they are.

Nevertheless, more than I have sold once, this is only what currently belongs to bald property.

I see, repurchase...?

The point is, I'm going to go back to the first state before I sell it, because I'm going to buy the Demon Guided Nukes out of my bald spot for the original price.

Perhaps this is a reasonable drop.

I don't know about business practices in this world, but perhaps this is the critical sincerity that can be offered against me in the current bald economic situation.

For this piece of crap baldness, it is a special judgement.

I nodded.

"Okay. This one doesn't differ. I'll flush this thing down to the water."

Fortunately, I haven't spent any money at all today because I was buying lunch for my example pizza husband and I haven't done any shopping yet.

Therefore, the cost of selling the Demon Guided Nuclear remains unattended and whole on hand.

If you give this to bald people as it is, this story is all settled.

Thanks to my pizza husband's treat, I saved him a lot of trouble.

Thank you, pizza husband. If anything happens next time, I'll treat you this time.

I took out the coins for the sale and put them on my desk.

Instead, a bald man picks up a leather bag from the desk and offers it to me.

I received it and tried to put it back in my bag.

For some reason, the bald guy won't let go of his hand with the leather bag.

"... hey"

"Shh, sorry. With…"

Hey, bald!

I was forced to take the leather bag from my bald spot.

What a tough guy!

I tried to put a leather bag in half and stopped my hand.

I feel somewhat uncomfortable with the leather bag I received.

"... dude. Is there anything less in this bag than just now?

".................. Huh!

Lizards are sweating cold.

If you look closely, baldness was holding a black demon-guided nucleus in his hand.

Hey! Bald!!!

I try to take the Magic Guided Nukes out of my bald hands.

Lizards resist crying.

"The afterlife! Please, Nemaki, please! That's all there is!

But I mercilessly retrieved the demon-guided nuclear from my bald spot.

"Ha..."

I sighed.

Yes, it is. This ugly behavior of baldness has a reason.

Just because the mounter chimps pulled their hand doesn't mean the bald debt disappeared. The big man of their chief said. He said he was just acting on behalf of the Chamber of Commerce at their request.

But did you say the Paisley Chamber of Commerce or something?

Paisley is some kind of clothing pattern. I don't care.

The bald debt must have been borrowed from the Paisley Chamber of Commerce. I mean, we're just talking about another chimp coming sooner or later, unless we pay off our debts to the Great Yuan Chamber of Commerce properly.

That's why the fucking bald guy is so adamant about the demon-guided nukes.

In the end, nothing has been solved with this man's problems yet.

Neither do I have any idea what I'm going to do with that Chamber of Commerce, which uses such criminal violence groups to harshly take my wife away from her sick little girl. No, to be honest, just a little, just a little... it's caustic.

But I can't let my rough mood get me down and ash everything like a nuclear warhead in a place like that.

If I do that, I'm a totally worse criminal.

Because borrowing money is a legitimate economic act in itself.

An unlucky long-haired chimpy who was doomed to the bones of his right upper body by Gore was the first to scream something like, "It's common sense in the world to return what you owe me". If we are to limit ourselves to this point, he is exactly right.

After all, it is also the bald man's own fault for borrowing money from the Chamber of Commerce in question.

Well, maybe he was desperate to buy his wife or Telu's pills...

Yes, no, you're not. I'm sure I have all the responsibility for this greedy, short-circuited fucking bald guy.

"Ha..."

I sighed again.

And I dropped my gaze on the leather bag in my hand. Some of the brilliant black crystals peek through the mouth of the bag.

For me, this stone, I just picked it up, and the original money is the same thing.

It kind of makes me feel like a boring stone would change the life of someone who's lived a hell of a life right now.

"How many of these demon-guided nukes can I pay off your debts?

"Four...... no, if you have three you should probably be able to give it back"

Is that good, surprisingly few?

I was wondering if I could sell it all off and pay it back.

...... hmm?

"I mean, you're bald! You bought all of them even though three is enough!!!"

I'm kidding, you fucking bald fuck!

I grabbed my bald collar and shook my neck.

"Sorry, sorry! I was just wondering if some asshole would really sell off all the demon-guided nukes in a bundle of three sentences with that kind of mouth. Oh."

Lizards shaking their heads and turning them into fallen warriors again are screaming something.

Either you're apologizing or you're disgusting me, make it clear!

"Ha..."

I took my hand off my bald collar and sighed a third time.

Then I took three demon conductor nuclei out of the leather bag and placed them on my desk.

I thought about it a little bit and took out another one.

"... one is the cost of repairing the store. Because when our gore kicked the debt taking, he broke the wall."

I pushed the four black demon nukes on my desk toward my bald spot.

"Look, this isn't a charity. Invest. Now pay your debts and rebuild the store. Give it back with plenty of interest"

It's a lie.

It's just convenient.

This demon-guided nucleus is going to give me baldness.

Because there's no point in such a promise.

If you're serious, you have to write in a contract as well. But I don't know the contract format for this world.

Is there an investment or something in the first place, this world?

No, it's normally translated, and maybe there is.

"Shh, sorry, thanks.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Thanks Nemaki......"

The bald hand that received the demonic conductor nucleus was trembling as if it were an aluminum patient.

Seeing, the bald guy is sneezing his little dirty face, flushing his tiny nose and sobbing.

Hey, don't do this because you're disgusting. I knew I'd call it off.

Before that, hold on really tight, bald...

Your daughter's future depends on you.

…………

Well, that's it. As far as I'm concerned, I'm really unwilling to cooperate with this fucking bald guy who's greedy, but I'm going to have to do this.

Leaving it like this, I only have a feeling that Teru there is a tragic future ahead of him. First of all, without a doubt, when you're old enough, you'll be sold to a cute weird store at the hands of the chimps, and there's really no other way than for your brother to fry you in water and make you his wife responsibly.

I don't want to see that kid's tears or that sad future.

Yes. It's all for my cute little sister, Teru, and baldness is at hand.

I don't care about baldness. I hope you don't get me wrong.

I sighed at my pathetic father, who gripped and whimpered at the Demon Guided Nucleus.

And, at all costs, I looked at your daughter, whom he cared most about.

Now we're having an ugly conversation between a guy who's a bad guy, a bald guy and a golem hippo guy. Not good in education, so the young Teru was on the couch in the living room a little further away, having Gore hold him.

Watching it this way, you two don't even look like sisters somehow.

Teru is pretty white, and overall thin in pigment. Needless to say, Gore is white.

... that's right, it's Gore.

What the hell do you want to appeal to Teru when he's got a headache and a mess while you've been looking at me??

Well, why is Teru so happy that he's being made, so I don't know if there's any particular problem...