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

"Huh? When I put my magic into it, I said the magic props blew up... are you an asshole?

Lizards are looking at me with that look on their face.

"Gu...... Huh! Yes, no. I'm sorry about this, I'll make amends."

Damn, I'm missing something to say, you fucking bald bastard...

But I can't say anything back!

"No, it's an oversold item anyway, and I don't care about compensation... I can't believe he blew up a magic prop. I've never even heard of him before. Now, did you mix up a hell of a defective product? I will always check the product and honestly it is difficult to think about it."

After the demon bombing, I, the executioner, honestly reported the bombing to a bald man who came back to the store. Apologized.

Because the only witnesses were Gore and the young girl, I felt like I was deceiving everything, but I didn't allow my pride as a culturalist to behave like that.

Other than the exploded dice, there is no particular damage.

Actually, it feels more like it started with internal pressure than it did with an explosion. My hand, which had the dice, is perfectly safe too.

It's just that right after the explosion, after Gore seemed so worried about my palm, I was in a real hurry when I suddenly tried to destroy the dice on the merchandise shelf like a ghost.

Stop it, Gore, I'll probably die on the payoff.

I hurried to hold him and stop him, but he was pretty critical......

Well, can I just say I'm fortunate that Teru didn't cry surprised by the explosion? Initially, I was surprised and stunned with my little favorites, but I was immediately happy to fly.

Me, I noticed that Teru is a pretty mentally strong kid, contrary to her appearance.

Hmm? Wait a minute. Talk about baldness earlier...... is explosion a rare phenomenon?

I thought I was a novice.

"Normally it doesn't explode? I was wondering if there was something wrong with me."

"You...... If it exploded as much as I touched it a little badly, it wouldn't be for sale. Whatever, look, you can try it with the other magic props there."

Lizards have a clear look, pointing to the demonic props on the store's merchandise shelf.

Honestly, in me, the demonic props that explode are becoming traumatic. If I don't work hard here to overcome my fears, I could lose my demon props for the rest of my life.

Do we have to do this?

"Yes, okay? Are you sure about this? If it explodes, I'll never pay for it."

"You must be too frightened, you.... Just do it."

I took a round white magic prop from the shelf.

The one who showed me how to use it earlier when I was a junior.

I made up my mind and put magic into the magic props like white balls in my palm.

Fine particles of light concentrate on magic props for a moment only.

Demonic props began to glow a faint light.

"See? You can't just blow up like that, can you?

"Is that it? True"

So it won't explode...?

It won't explode!?

It won't explode!!!

Success! I could have used some magic tricks, too!

Having fun, I shrugged and magically added one after the other to the store's inventory.

The baldness looked like it was out there, but I don't know about that.

None of them exploded.

Demonic props like sticks with water coming out.

Demonic props like screws that can make little ice, etc. I've tried everything.

Convenient. Demon props awesome.

Or a magic prop like a watercolor stick that this water can produce, super convenient. Maybe I'll buy it later......

However, even with magic, there were some magic props that seemed unresponsive.

According to bald explanations, demon props can be roughly categorized into three types.

One is the type that allows you to use certain sorcery for people who have a low or no magic conversion rate for that attribute. That's what the glowing balls were. I can also use the magic of Thunder Attributes without any magic conversion rate other than Earth Attributes. However, it seems that some elementary magic stops at best, such as introductory magic, can be reproduced with these magic props. Is it a place where people in this world live appliances?

The second is the type that strengthens, extends, or aids in the power and scope of a particular sorcery. The blue-green crystal ear decorations that Dr. Speria used to enhance the enemy magic of the wind fall into this category.

This is all some of the magic props that didn't respond at all earlier. I wasn't even activated because I wasn't fit. This is a magic trick for a real magician.

The last three are the types that allow the use of very special procedures. It's completely separate from the two above, and they have a lot of things that seem to have already lost their manufacturing methods, and they're barely out there. Ancient artifacts...... they say something like that, but if the price is damn high on top of the difficulty of getting it, it's totally borderless to me. I don't care. In the first place, there are no memories of things named “ancient”. Naturally, it does not exist as one in the Zero Personal Store when it comes to bald shops.

"With that said, what the hell is this blasted square thing?

I asked baldness as I picked up the earthy dice from the shelf.

This is the only one that's sold out in large quantities.

"Oh, that or. See, it would be earthly magic, the art of making a simple toilet for outdoor use. That's so hard because you have to keep up your magic while you're using the bathroom, and you can't use it at all if it stays that way, can you? So we're going to use it to help. Well, as you can see, it doesn't sell at all..."

That's the trick!

Was that so disapproving? For me, it was almost the only level of divine witchcraft I could say in my earthly attributes...

It doesn't bitter me at all, but yes, it was a difficult task for the general public. It's so convenient and lovely magic, but it's so sad that you've been treated like a cunt to this guy.

In my mind, I gently softened the toilet generation page of the late Getting Started with Magic IV to comfort me. It's okay, it's okay. I know what's good about you.

Now he's dead. My bible, Introduction to Magic IV. In my brain settings, I thought about my days of learning with the author, Dr. Emeritus, who is an older, more relaxed sister. Zaylane? That's your name.

And I'll casually put some magic into the dice.

Slightly in the palm of my hand, particles of soil gather gently -

At the next moment, the dice swells up like a cake, flashly scattering particles of dirt, rupturing to pieces. Blasted.

…… Sorry, I'll make amends... "

I was half crying.

What a foolish person to learn from, I am.

Gore seemed so worried, he was gentle with my palm.

He turned his palm around and slowly moved away, reassured himself that there were no injuries.

You're a really good guy.

But shortly afterwards, she shook her right arm up against the dice of the shelf, exasperating all over her body.

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"Hmm...... When two of them burst, I don't think this is a coincidence."

I've been thinking about baldness for a while now.

Gore, who went mad and tried to destroy all the dice on every product shelf, is currently being held by me.

Fortunately, the damage to the appliance caused by Gore was attempted. She's been hanging around in her arms for a while, and now she's grown up like this.

I am a little worried that I have no heart or weakness and am relaxed.

"If possible, is it possible that your magic conversion rate of earthly attributes is unusually high... Originally, magic props incorporate the effect of increasing the magic conversion rate of their attributes. If the synergistic and explosively increased magic power exceeds the threshold and breaks through the endurance of the magic prop, then there is no reason why it should not be explained…"

He was a bald man who roared a lot as he put on his arms, but eventually, he looked at me with eyes that looked at the poor creature and said:

"It's Nemaki. Your talent is really biased..."

Oh, don't look at me like that.

This, this, fucking bald...!

Either way, I'm a peaceful gentleman.

While the intention to kill bald people softly got to his chest, he thought of it as a lot.

Throughout my thinking, Gore remains a hugger.

It's so much more important when I'm holding this guy, so I don't know if I'll hold him around the city anymore, all the time.

Speaking of which, my asshole dog, when I took him to the animal hospital, kept holding him so he wouldn't get in trouble. The guy, too, stood still as if he was relieved to hold him.

... The golem is still a dog.

Thinking, by the way, is about the magic props that I broke earlier.

Lizard says you don't have to pay for it, but it's kind of hard to make a debt to him. It's a matter of pride.

Oh, yeah. I think I'll buy you a couple of bad stock magic items from the store instead.

Fish a shoulder bag in an attempt to retrieve the purse.

At that time, I noticed the presence of a bundle of bills in the bag.

Speaking of which, I hadn't asked bald people yet about the identity of this bunch of mysterious bills that say Servé clan bills or anything.

"Hey bald, do you know what the hell this bunch of bills is?

I didn't think much of it, so I put a bunch of bills on the table at the store.

Next to the bundle of bills, Teru paints.

There was a peaceful everyday sight there: a bunch of bills and a young girl.

But the bald guy who saw the bundle of bills changed his blood phase.

And the words that popped out of his mouth were nothing like peaceful routines.

"Nemaki! Asshole! Hurry up and you'll be punished for spending that money here!

Lizards rush back and see if anyone is watching.

I'm fine. I'm not coming to your store.

Nevertheless, I am in a great hurry, basically with the spirit of a culturalist who abides by the law when it comes to being punished, etc.

"Hey, what...? Were you?

I hastily snagged a bunch of bills.

Was it something bad, this?

"Wait a minute."

Lizards began to shudder and shudder.

Hey, is this my fault? I'm sorry.

When he handily closes the armor door, he lights up the lights in the store.

And from the store's merchandise shelf, he brought out a magic item like a red stick.

"Hey Nemaki, lend me one of your clan cards for a second."

When I pull one out of the bundle of bills and give it to him, the bald spot cuts a red bar.

The red, shining particles of flame gathered for a moment at the end of the bar cut, and a tiny fire caught on.

Oh. That's convenient, that.

But I was impressed, and the baldness was on my ass, and the fire set me on fire.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? finally mad bald!?

"Oh, hey! What..."

"Don't panic so much.... Well, watch."

Oh? If you look closely, the clan plaque won't burn.

The green light glowed like a bill wrapped, and eventually, the fire went out.

Telu looks at the bills glowing green as they blink. Brother, I know how you feel very well.

"This is how you check the truthfulness of this clan plaque. Can't it burn...... After all, it's real."

The bald guy returned the bill to me and kept talking as he put the red magic prop back on the merchandise shelf.

"It's called the Selvé clan tag, and it's a special note that was processed by magic. It can be used outside the Selvé clan in the Great Forest of the North. Naturally, even a money changer can exchange it. You're not bringing it in, are you? It could be a strange misunderstanding. There's something about you, so I'll be careful..."

Oh, you said "arr” about people again. Are you going to do it, sir?

... No. Speaking of which, I was once trying to bring this bundle of bills to a money changer.

That's pretty sharp, bald.

"I mean, it's Nemaki. Where the hell did you get the Selvé clan plaque? You're from the East, aren't you?

Even if I ask you that.

I just came from Zaylane's study as a reward.

"No, honestly, I don't know what to do either... I happen to get this one on my way here..."

"Hmm...... Well, I don't want to hear it in depth. Anyway, just because you can't use it outside the Selvé clan doesn't mean you're out of paper. If you have a chance to go north or a handout like that, you can use it."

What, is that so?

Didn't I freak out for nothing?

"By the way, how much is this bundle of bills worth?

"Um, I see... I don't know the details, either. But I don't think it's gonna be that big of a forehead. At least it shouldn't be worth as much as Earthly Ghost (EarthAuga) 's demon-guided nukes. It could be the end of the line to the far side of Selvé for the purpose of redeeming money."

The bald guy saw a bunch of bills I left on the table. And I twist my neck wonderfully with my arms around me.

"That Selvé clan bill, the number of pieces in a bundle from what I've seen, feels like it's halfway there. Look, I also take so much extra string that I'm tying.... hey, isn't that the rest you've already used to shop for something?

I was twisting my neck, too, to bald words.

This regional note called the Selvé clan bill. I don't think it's strange that this guy is banned from use outside his territory. Including severe penalties.

If the other clans in the vicinity normally use gold and silver coins, if they abandon the use of clan tags, they will pour gold and silver coins from other clans into the Selvé clan, which issues banknotes that can be considered bad coins. One of the Selve clans wins. That sucks.

... So what I'm rather curious about is why Lübeu Zailain, who should have been preparing for the ritual of summons in the east, has banknotes that can only be used in such a remote northern region.

I'm looking at the author's background in Zaylane's book in my study, but he's from Teito, far west. As far as my background is concerned, I don't think there was any connection to the North. I wonder if the fact that such a Zailain deliberately possessed a large number of banknotes that could only be used in the Selvé clan meant that he made some major purchases in the Selvé clan. Earlier bald speculations also support that.

There can be no such thing as untrained in a world that plans to destroy, and what the hell did the first person who intends to die himself go out of his way to such a distant land to buy......

Huh, I noticed a gore in my arm staring at the Selvé clan plaque on the table.

This guy usually only sees my face when I'm talking to people, not listening to conversations. That's unusual.

Besides, I'm kind of not feeling well. Long ears are soggy.

You don't like that bunch of bills?

I don't need this, and I can just burn it if it's enough to make you look so sad.

Oh, no, it doesn't burn, this...

"Hey, I honestly don't need this stuff, do you want it?

"I don't need it either... I don't have a handover to the north, and I can't afford to get a strange difficulty with something like that, even though I think I can rebuild the store because of you..."

"Seriously. It's like industrial waste that you can't burn and dispose of. The Selvé clan plaque."

I groaned and threw a bunch of bills into my bag unconstructively.

My baldness started to look strange at me like that.

"Sangui hike...... what, what's that?

"Ah. Sorry, that's my hometown word. I can't help it. It means garbage."

Yes, it is. Baldness reactions now.

Actually, besides the gorillaization phenomenon of specialty books, my mysterious translation ability has a weakness or a hole.

In other words, the language of a concept that is not in this world cannot be translated.

Unconsciously, Japanese seems to be popping out of my mouth.

Terribly, I hardly realize that I speak Japanese unless I am aware of it myself.

I was polite to Dr. Speria by choosing words as a respectable elder from the beginning. I used to be a little wary of the first otherworlds I met, and I don't think I used words that would make me bore out. Also, Gore sounds kind and intriguing no matter what I say. So I didn't notice at all in the conversation between Dr. Speria and his gore opponent, it's a new fact of shock. Turns out I'm talking to this bald guy pretty appropriately. Don't hesitate to poke your bald spot in.

Incidentally, if it's an online or game term, there's a good chance it slips through the translation.

For example, it's a romance flag with an elderly woman that I always ask for, but this "flag" is also not eligible for translation. It is no longer a level of feeling of malice.

Well, a flag is a word that itself is derived from computer terminology and has included a huge amount of meaning in a fairly complex history. That's impossible......

What else happened? Oh, yeah, yeah. The chimp was OK, but the DQN was being played.

... I don't know what the criteria are, this.

And I'm curious to say that while online terms have a good chance of being bounced, computer terms themselves have a good chance of being translated. Software, programming.

I mean, isn't there some kind of computer-equivalent or similar phylogenetic technology in this world...?

I was thinking about that while I was having a rare and soggy gore while being held.

Gore is gradually regaining his vitality. It's creepy. Good.

At that time, he said with a bright face, as the bald man remembered.

"Oh, yes, they do! I totally forgot when I got back to the store that you were going to cry about the demon props exploding. As a matter of fact, with today's sales of Demon Guided Nuclear, we're going to be able to pay off our debts."

Oh, you're serious. That's a good one.

I didn't cry.

Lizards talk really happily as they dis me with virtually rootless false information.

But in his expression, I could see a little nervousness at the same time.

"… so in a few days I will go to the Paisley Chamber of Commerce branch in the city of" Givir ”in the north to repay"