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

While resting the horse several times or taking a meal break, the wagon took the street north.

The green view you want from the carrier flows loosely behind you.

The time is already around noon.

Well, you're a little free.

I took one book out of my bag.

I bought it from a Japanese store yesterday. It's an example of a "golem drawing".

I was looking at the golems in the field earlier and remembered I was buying this one.

During your journey in a carriage with extra time, that would be great for reading.

There's another book on "Edible Wild Grass," but for now, I'm going to read it from this drawing.

There is no urgent need to scratch the weed right now.

I want to learn about the important golem first.

Nevertheless, when I look at it again, this book is a pretty fine fitting.

Grandma in the bookstore, was it okay to discount so much?

However, this atlas of six silver coins had eventually fallen in price to one silver coin and ten copper coins. When I was shopping with silver coins and copper coins, it didn't pin one thing, but when I think about it again in the way that I got discounted 60,000 yen books to 10,000 yen, I feel like it subtly sucks.

"Oh, is that the book I bought yesterday?"

A bald spot talked to me looking at the cover of the drawing.

"Oh. By the way, I got this sold for about one silver coin... Can the store be profitable?

"One silver coin? Oh, my God. That's broken, then. It's definitely a deficit on the money side."

"Whew... Is that so? I'm sorry for what I did to Grandma in the bookstore."

What if, that grandmother, you got the wrong price?

Though I didn't know it, maybe it turned out to be a scam artist working for the elderly.

As a proud culturalist, it is an unacceptable act. I started blaming myself early.

But the bald guy who heard this laughed with a bright face as he was convinced.

"Oh, I see! Did you buy it at Grandma Darcy's store? Then that wouldn't be a mistake in putting a price on it, etc. You should be thankful."

"? You know something?

"My grandmother's grandson was badly injured last month by Dazwu. Fortunately, I saved my life, but I really felt bad for that one... Your grandmother must have dropped her drinks because you flaunted Dazu."

I see. Is that what happened?

Even if I get compliments for it, I'm slightly narrow on the shoulder because the cause is illegal violent shakedown due to trouble with the chimps, but it's really good if she still feels clear...

But at this rate, it looks like those debt collectors were doing whatever they wanted in the city of Tibala.

I wonder if the Paisley Chamber of Commerce, which has flattened them, is more of an out-of-the-way road than I imagined. I'm getting pretty anxious.

Why did Lizard borrow money from such a place? I have enough for assholes.

I mean, I'm bald. I don't know what you're mistaken about, but it wasn't me who busted that big guy, it was Gore.

"They've helped Grandma. Good for you, Gore."

I sat next to Gore's head.

Gore seems happy, but he doesn't know why he was made and seems subtly confused. I'm upset and the movement feels suspicious.

You, you weren't listening to baldness again...

Anyway, if that's the case, let me sweeten you to Grandma's generosity and thank you for reading this book.

I opened the cover of the drawings.

I think this "golem atlas" is probably about the same kind of learning atlas for middle and high school students as it was in the original world. I'm not sure how it's handled in this world, but at least it's about that level of content.

Being the king of demons below kindergarten, this may still be somewhat expensive to lay on, but there, well, I can't help it. Let's read hard.

I tried turning it around flat, but didn't mention specific sorcery rituals, etc., it's only a drawing, so the typesetting of example translations doesn't seem to happen. Relieved.

Turning the page again, I slowly read the drawings.

We have plenty of time.

Hmm.

Interesting......

I see. There appear to be two grades in the Golem: "Light Golem" and "Heavy Golem".

Heavy golems seem to be around 3 to 5 meters tall. You're so big. It's like a tank.

That said, it seems that heavy golems are mostly military or just some civil work golems. More than 90% of the total number of golems in the world are light golems.

From what I've seen, I think Gore is probably a light golem as well.

Is this “light” or “heavy” divided by weight? Or is it divided by size or horsepower?

"Hey bald. On what basis does the grading of this golem mean…"

When I raised my face to ask the question, at some point the bald man stood to sleep with a sloppy face.

Teru-chan is sleeping better.

I had lunch earlier, and I guess it's because I'm full.

... Nevertheless, he is a parent and child who sleep well.

He's a father and daughter who doesn't resemble him at all, but he feels a connection between wonder and blood in places like this.

I lost someone to talk to, and I dropped my eyes on the drawings again.

There seem to be many different kinds of golems, apart from light weight grading.

In short, they have a lot of different types based on appearance, like the "cathedral golem” that our golem is often called, or the "farm golem” that we've seen in the field since earlier.

Probably a heavy golem/light golem is the difference between large and small dogs, and cathedral golems and farm golems are talking about dog breeds like firewood dogs and golden retrievers.

Doesn't it seem lively and entertaining? I got into a fight with the Golems in the Cathedral, but maybe some of them will be Golem's friends.

This book has a simple illustration, along with a description of each golem. Easy to understand. That's my grandmother's recommendation book for the bookstore.

This could discern the type, even when we meet the real thing.

Hmm, I see. The most numerous of the heavy golems seems to be the type known as the "Shield Golem”. It has a thick robust exterior on the front, which seems almost invincible when formed and stormed. That sounds awesome.

The illustration of the drawings depicts a tremendous golem with T-shaped front armor and L-shaped armor of this and other large arms. If you do express this guy's impression in a nutshell, it would definitely be a "shield”.

I think this shield is probably made of special stone, but the thickness seems to be different from the chest armor of the Golems in the Cathedral. It seems to me that their armor was such that it made the armor a little thicker.

Besides the shield golem, the heavy golem seems to be everywhere.

For example, "Ishiyumi Golem." This is a golem that can be used by a giant crossbow to attack at a distance. The super weight stone arrow power is written to easily wear even the walls. Somehow, yes.

But this crossbow golem is powerful, but the shooting accuracy is too low on top of the short range, and it seems to be the only way to use it like a siege battle or a barrage in large numbers. Well, if you do have a range, I'm talking about asking this guy to exorcise the monkeys.

The illustration depicted a snug, heavy looking golem with a giant crossbow on his right arm.

Others say it's a heavy golem, like "Hammer Golem” or “War Elephant Golem”...... I see, is most of this area military?

The light golem on the other hand, from farming to combat objects, is what makes it look like there are many variations.

As for the “Cathedral Golem”, where Gore keeps his residence, the page was broken.

Thank you. The cathedral golem seems to be somewhat special among the golems. It seems that the main task is the defence of special religious establishments everywhere, originally called dioceses, which do not appear very much on the table. The method of generation is also kept secret by religious groups.

However, because of its graceful appearance, there are many golems that seem to imitate the cathedral golem only on the outside. The artifacts are completely separate in contents and generally seem to perform poorly.

And then it says that the cathedral golem is a kind of 'ancient golem'. Does this ancient golem mean that the generation method itself exists, but some principles have not been elucidated?

I don't know, is it like an au part?

Well, those breasts of theirs are, in a way, au-parts.

Is there anything else interesting about this “ringing golem” guy? It's a golem that these ethnic minorities use to hunt, making the most horrible noise out of their mouths. You think you're going to push your prey with that during the hunt?

It's like a hound. After all, the golem is a dog.

I relaxed and looked at the drawings as the carriage rocked me.

It really has various golems on it. It's like a fashion catalog...... no, one way or another, is it close to reading an automotive catalog?

Oh, this golem is cool.

It is a kind of ancient golem, also known as "Armored Ghost -" ….

... Ugh, I feel...

I got drunk because of the stupid act of reading in the carriage.

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"Hey, Nemaki. It's time to arrive."

My bald morning call woke me up. It is the worst awakening.

Having a carriage sickness, I felt totally sick and debilitated, and after desperate care by Gore, I seemed to fall asleep with her knee pillow as it was.

Seeing, Teru also sleeps easily with a bald knee pillow.

Me, Gore and Bald must have treated me on the same level as Teru already, this. That's the king of demons below kindergarten......

Wet in tears of despair in the back of my heart, I rose up slowly.

And he watched the view stretching out in front of the carriage, at the end of your podium.

Oh, it's definitely a big city.

The view of the city of Gibil from the carriage is relatively similar to that of Tibala.

But it could be more than double in size. There are also many two-story houses.

The outer walls of the city are also splendid. The outer walls of Tibala were impoverished that seemed to penetrate about 5 or 6 pieces lightly when they received a special rugby ball released by the monkeys. But if you're on the outer walls of this city of Jibil, if you overlap a couple of them, you might be able to stand monkey rugby balls, or something.

So far, I realized something.

... Not good. I'm starting to gauge the target's defenses with monkeys at some point.

In front of the gate on the outer wall of Gibil, several carriages were making rows.

Apparently, we need procedures to get into the city.

You're not a no-check, like Tibala. Is it still because of the size of the city? No, maybe the city's made up itself differently in the first place. Tibala was originally talking about developing as an accomodation town.

So much so that the order of our carriages turned.

Your grandfather and baldness are going through some sort of procedure in a stuffed area.

Oh, I'm paying for it. Will it be okay if I don't pay either?

I don't mind a split at all.

Lizard seems to describe his companion as his own child.

What a disrespectful guy I am!?

…………

Hmm. Well, let's forgive it. I'm generous.

The gate is busy. There are still more people than Tibala.

Nevertheless, the day is already tilted, and I wonder if the manpower peak is past. I don't know.

It's late today, so Baldy said he's headed to the Chamber of Commerce tomorrow.

The window hours are probably over by now. Like a bank, it closes fast.

The four of us thanked the grandfather of the carriage and broke up with him once here.

My grandfather was also shattered by the way Teru thanked me so well. All this supreme service is an impossibility for me and baldness to stand up against.

Look, Gore. You didn't see my face all the time, and it's on your grandfather.

I pinched Gore's cheeks with both hands and pointed them at Grandpa.

Gore doesn't resist my movements at all, so his face turned to Grandpa sooo much.

But when I let go of my hand, my face came back to me all the way.

Boomerang, you are.

Come on, I don't think so. Thank you very much. Muuuuu.

Gurung.

Muuuuu.

Gurung.

After repeated fights with Gore a few times, he realized that he was being looked at with pathetic eyes by baldness and his grandfather.

I cried in my heart.

"... so we're heading straight to the inn today?

"I've been to this city a few times. Get to know the delicious and good lodging of rice. Let's go there."

"Heh. How much is the inn, by the way?

"Uh, only one silver coin in one room, I guess."

Oh, one silver coin?

"Hmm, that's the grade inn there."

I said it with confidence and grandeur.

How about a bald spot? I know the price of this world.

"Why are you so proud... I mean, that's what I taught you..."

Shit, you forgot. Such a thing in the past.

Teru was looking up at me and my bald face in an ugly way.

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Then he picked up a meal at the inn and was led to his room.

It's an inn with a nice atmosphere.

I decided to stay in a room for four. Prices are on a room by room basis, so you should save.

This party organization (?) If so, it's okay to be critical in a room with two beds and twins.

First, baldness and teru can sleep together. Now it's not even a big bed, and it's hard to say that this is every day, but we're just talking about one night today anyway. In the unlikely event of a difficult sleep and lack of sleep, this parent and child are resting in their carriage on their way home.

The other bed, let me use it.

And I'll make you a special bunk on the floor.

I asked the innkeeper and borrowed a few thick soft blankets.

Tighten it carefully to the floor by the bed.

It is the completion of a fuzzy bed for Gore.

Yeah, I had a dog, and I knew it right from experience.

No matter how important and friendly you are, don't let your partner sleep on the bed.

It also seems seemingly ruthless, but in fact, this is one of the lines that is quite important as dogs and people live happily together.

Even so, well, in my case, it's only when I sleep at night. I usually let them go around the bed. This isn't really a very good idea, either.

Because some of our parents had cats... The cat guy's stuck in my room, and you don't listen to me at all. He sleeps in my bed on his own. And then only the dogs would be out of company, right? I feel sorry for you.

Gore always wants to climb into my bed over and over again. I feel so sorry for him, but only when I slept, I decided to haunt my heart and bring Gore back to the blanket on the floor.

This has also been a strict and consistent habit since I slept in the bed of the Borough family in the basin.

"Hey, Nemaki. It's time to turn off the lights in the room."

From the other bed, there was a bald voice.

"Ooh, okay"

"Good night, Nemaki!

"Yes, good night, Teru"

The bald man covered his cloth with magic props for lighting. It makes the room darker.

There is a slight light leaking from the cloth, so brightness is about a bean bulb.

In fact, the otherworldly mysterious lighting device that disappears over time, which is placed in the bedroom of this world. The identity was the magic prop of the lightning attribute, but once magic is applied to produce light, it remains glowing for a certain amount of time. It naturally cannot be switched off because it reproduces that kind of introductory magic of lightning attributes. Thus, this is how we adjust the brightness by covering the cloth.

Several types of thickness cloth are also available in this inn room.

As a matter of fact, we had a few different cloths in our bedroom at the bald house. But I don't know about that. I thought it was a cloth for wiping gore.

Or this is exactly the identity of the wipe cloth that Gore had abruptly the first night. Gore was sneaking wet in the kitchen, choosing the softest cloth to touch while I was obsessed with investigating lighting devices.

It is an obsession with fukifuki.

... of course, the next day I am totally flaunted by baldness.

Well, the lights in the room are out.

Gore is also in a handmade bed, so do I go to bed?

Of the grade inn there, in the soft bed there, I began to wander.

At that time, there was a slight sound like the bed was tucked away.

But it was so tiny that I couldn't even notice who was in the room.

There was such a sign that something warm had crept into the futon.

But I feel like this warm, soft thing is being pushed against me from time to time. I never had any vigilance for that gentle warmth that I was used to.

Besides, the movement diving into the futon was so skilled and natural that nothing was uncomfortable, as if it were something we did every day.

My consciousness, which had already almost been let go, slowly fell into the world of sleep as it was.