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

Using a golem with a thin laugh, Guinem Bari.

The man, dressed in a purple robe, had even thinner sliced eyes when he laughed.

This guy may not be a one-shot KO like the chimps did the other day.

When I confront him, thanks, I feel distinctly different in character.

Two light purple golems line his left and right, for a total of four.

In terms of body shape characteristics, it is a slender, slightly longer golem with arms compared to its body.

You're not a Greek sculpture type, you have normally moving joints. In short, the basic structure is the type close to the Dessant doll golem.

But the design is much more elaborate than a Deathsand doll or something. Depending on what you look like, you can't even look like a clown.

All the golems wore matching dark purple chest armor.

Apparently Guinem Bari unifies the owner and the golem in a pair of purple colors.

This idea gives me a chance to think about it. Why don't we go with Gore and try on a white robe? No, but white makes the dirt stand out......

As you can see from hiding behind Guinem's back, the Taoist Golem is small.

Compared to Gore in model body shape, there is a height difference of about adults and elementary school students.

According to the Monkey Metric Method, which is the size measurement of an enemy I have uniquely knitted in this world, the size of the Taoist golem is about 2.3 monkey meters.

That's 2.3 heads for the little monkey. Slightly bigger than the middle monkey, but much smaller than the big monkey.

Anyone who really wants to know the size in the original world metric method can count backwards from the fact that the size of one little monkey is roughly equivalent to that of one nihonzal.

... Hey, no, you don't have a choice. I have a much higher number of monkeys in this world than the number of humans I meet. There are only monkeys that can perceived their size all the time.

Yes, it is. There are no standards in this world for me other than monkeys...

Whatever, what do bald people call "multiple golem users”?

Although I can predict that it is probably, in a sense, an owner-oriented thing with multiple heads of golem.

Once, when Gore had a fight with the boob golems in the diocese, it should have been only one to six. Thinking about it, I don't think there's anything I can do about it, even if my enemies roll out four golems. I can't tell you all about clowns because they talk about them quicker than boobs.

However, I get the impression that baldness is unusually frightening.

As for the strength of Gore, I should already know enough about baldness.

"Does the use of multiple golems suck at anything?

"... Multiple golem users control multiple golems based on complete control. That's what manipulates everything as if it were one fingertip at a time. Simply dealing with four is completely different."

Baldness explains it smoothly.

This guy already seems to have a complete grasp that my knowledge is below kindergarten because of my words and actions and repeated chatter so far.

But what the hell are you talking about, control or manipulation?

Sometimes you say things like this that you don't understand, this bald guy.

Hey, is that it? Is that what you call "hands" and "down" instructions for dogs in the case of golems??

"Look, Nemaki. Anyway, if you do that, you'll get killed better. I will negotiate this occasion. All right, don't get it, don't you ever touch me."

Lizard said in a strong tone with my arm grabbed as if to tell his quarreling, fast, asshole bad son trying to beat Yakuza up.

As it was, he took a step forward.

The bald one, are you going to have a discussion?

Guinems and the sorcerers have never attacked me, so I'm sure the bald guy stepped on that there was room for negotiation.

... I do usually think so, too.

But that group isn't stepping in right now, probably because they're weighing the timing of the attack.

They are alert to Gore's movements. If we inadvertently set up a head-on battle from this state right now, even if we can kill me, we know how likely it is to be that a few people will die after consulting with Gore who fought back.

There was a clear basis for this prediction of slaughter that didn't come from me.

Since the super enhancement of the senses by the magic guide was activated, I explored the surroundings.

As a result, there are actually two things I noticed about these raiders.

One is that there were four bodies of something lurking behind Guinem.

And the other...

I glimpsed a glimpse into the rear right woods.

There's an ambush over there, two of them.

Plus, one of them is pretty big. Maybe more than 3 meters tall. Probably a golem, which, I think, is also a heavy golem that hears rumors. For example, the other next door would use a golem.

I just don't know what kind of golem it is.

Though we somehow know the presence of ambushes, they hide in the dim darkness and fog of the trees, and we cannot discern their appearance.

... Yes. They hadn't cleared up all the fog that they thought had been generated by magic.

He cleverly left some of the fog behind.

The fog in the vicinity was obviously eliminated when the ambush failed, and everyone looked lively, not least trying to bring it into battle with a golem with clear vision. Perhaps the aim was to drive the remaining fog and the presence of further ambushes out of my consciousness.

It is not an occasional behavior. It's an extremely planned move.

I don't know when the ambush will move.

With this positioning, the most likely line is that you're targeting simultaneous attacks at the right time?

Or is it waiting for me and Gore to leave?

At least I don't think the ambush will let the magic out at this distance.

The position of the ambush is far further away than that of Guinem and the sorcerers.

It should be seen as completely out of range of attack magic.

The magic of this world doesn't matter what you think, the range isn't that long. Because, unlike the exorcism, it is not possible to change the trajectory after firing on diffusion or attenuation by distance. As the distance from the target leaves, the hitting accuracy drops more and more.

Think of it that way, on flying around the cum like a radical cone, I can well see the yawdness of earthly attribute magic guidance that does not diffuse or attenuate due to distance. One reason why a monkey stone bullet is unusually feared instead of appearing plain would definitely be this. Well, in my case, they arrest me for finding out, so I can't use it for Freedom like monkeys and dinosaurs living in nature...

In any case, if the position and circumstances of the ambush attack are known beforehand, there are measures to be taken even here.

Nevertheless......

I dropped my gaze on a disastrous black-stained battle axe, peeking through the gap in my robe.

When I was fighting the confident monkeys and dinosaurs who cut head-on and attacked me with firepower, I only felt the enhancement of my ability to recognize space by magic was to the extent of my Omake ability to fly stones well.

But this ability, in interpersonal matches, seems to exert a frightening advantage.

It's a level where you can almost complete it if it's unintentional to some extent.

I saw Gore not moving with a perfect stick next to me.

Well, you were aware of the mist and ambush that was left behind.

So don't storm, you've been leaning on me to protect you with such a halfway position?

You're so sweet, you were so weak you couldn't move because you were worried about me...

"It's Guinem Bari! I guess I'm the one you really need to run errands with. The store's letter of entitlement is here!

Negotiation by baldness finally started when I was thinking about getting Gore's head right.

Ooh, the letter of entitlement in the store means baldness suddenly cut a big card.

Aren't you generous?

"I apologize for crushing your men during the disturbance the other day. But this man is a cautionary stick that I hired in gold. I ordered Mr. Dazú to attack them, and I was forced to bring him where he was still reluctant today. This guy doesn't want to mess with the Chamber of Commerce!

"Oh, man. Bald......?

Hey. Wouldn't they misunderstand me as a cheap guy who moves with money...

And I'm proud to say that I obey your orders? Don't be ridiculous, retract it!

"I mean, I'm the only one hostile to the Chamber of Commerce in this. If you promise to keep the other three safe, I'll give you the letter of rights. I swallow other demands, and let this caution stick pull like this. It shouldn't be a bad deal. If we keep fighting like this, there's no guarantee you'll all be intact."

The bald face was serious.

I don't think he was the man with the blue face threatened by a chimp.

No, if you look closely, your legs are shaking...

But, well, it'll be good for you.

I have a feeling that Kako's bald spot, somehow, has decided to be less prepared.

"If you need a bully, I'll go with you to the Chamber of Commerce. I don't care what they do."

Is that still the case?

But unfortunately, I don't think it's worth a lot to a man like you, bald.

My common sense and sober analysis. The bald guy who decided to be ready turned this one around.

And he stared at my face and uttered words forcefully, as he had decided to do.

"Nemaki... - I asked for Teru."

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ahhhh????

Aren't you seriously stupid?

That's true, he was a real brother in the original world. I have a verse I'm used to when I take care of little kids. However, I am not the type of person who would love to see such a sudden development of childhood development as delicious or something! Guess what I've been seeing, that's about it. What an incompetent bald man you are! If you have a decent parent, your child will decide it's best to grow up as a parent!!!

I don't know. You can't just give up on your guardian responsibilities, you fucking bald fuck!

... You're the only one left with your daughter.

Approximately my common sense and precise penetration, Guinem Bari began to shake his shoulders into small pieces.

This guy, he's laughing.

"No, pu... kuku. Old man, I'm ready to look up. Now that you're here, there's nothing you can do."

... Again, these guys don't have the will to discuss it from the beginning.

I guess you think it doesn't matter what the rest of the kids and the old people do, than you have a math that can start me and Gore off with clowns and ambushes. In fact, you are absolutely right.

"Oh, no. Whatever the demands are! Only the other three......"

Lizards are still desperately trying to eat down.

This guy is a bad guy to give up. I never let go until the end, even when I was half-killed by a chimp who tried to puck the monkey's demon conductor nuke.

I guess baldness ate down with this persistence, even when you dictated your wife, who supposedly occupies most of Teru's DNA? Maybe I should take an apprenticeship too.

"In the first place, my client didn't give me any instructions to collect my letter of rights or secure your identity. It is only the red-eyed cathedral golem user there that needs to be erased as a top priority. Well, he's a little too much for a client."

What, me?!?

Right. Well, my gore bit my subcontractor the other day.

Was that suspiciously beautiful middle-aged manager still pretty inside......

"Please, reconsider! It's all my fault, this man has nothing to do with it..."

"You can't go back to the boulder because you're here for work. Fukukukuku"

Guinem Bari is still having fun, laughing naggingly.

Bald, on the other hand, is crying.

He's a bald guy who cries really good......

If you do, apprentice Telu, who has a strong mentality.

You see, such a little girl, she's still not crying.

I glanced back at Teru a little bit to see how she was doing.

This kid on my back still seems nervous, too.

Well, then you are.

I'm scared. My pitiful dad is crying...

But when she realized I looked back, she looked back.

I was surprised.

There is no shaking at all in those young eyes that emit a strong glow.

That's when I realized something terrible.

... It's not good. These are trustworthy eyes.

Isn't it like seeing a righteous hero who can never be beaten?

What do you mean? This 3-year-old five-year-old doesn't even think about me losing. No way, is that why you don't even fool around earlier!?

Trust is too heavy. I get crushed by the heavy pressure of my innocent eyes.

Ma, wait, I'm just a gore hippo... I'm Hippo's garbage scum demon king in Zako...

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Me wandering into a toddler's gaze and a crying bald spot. It's like a bad team of men, already on the verge of devastation.

Either way, you can see that negosion by baldness, abbreviated baldness, ended in failure.

Well, I'm bald at best, and I didn't originally expect that much.

I've been searching for Guinem and the others during the bald conversation. That's also why I didn't dare stop bald people from trying to negotiate with thin expectations. It was as though useless bald negotiating was naturally futile, but bald action was not in itself futile.

As a result, I have learned a few new things.

Even while baldness is thus desperately speaking now, the Guinems have no sign of moving. I don't even feel like I'm in a hurry.

These guys said that if the first ambush by fire magic was successful, they were going to make it the work of the Flame Dingle Beast. Which naturally means that if the offense is found out publicly, it's not a good idea. Then you should just kill us. There's nothing better for these guys than the longer it takes to commit the crime.

But it's actually very relaxed.

All the while I thought of repairing the wind floating box, people and carriages didn't get through the side streets at all. It's not the place where the humans originally go, but they should think they're hitting some kind of hand to pay for it.

I don't know if there's such magic, but at least if the Paisley Chamber of Commerce is on the back, it's not that hard. Unfortunately, the operation of sticking and aiming for time-ups seems better off keeping them out of the options.

And while the Guinems don't move as if they're buying time, the big golem in the right rear forest is twitching...

It's not like they're getting close, but it's creepy, to be honest.

Already moved about a dozen meters laterally. The movement itself is very slow because of the movement while killing noises and signs. But what does this guy keep subtly repositioning?

In any case, you should probably avoid starting a fight after letting these guys get in full shape. The conclusion I made while the bald guy was negotiating is that we should open the end of the battle from here earlier than there is any way to open it, even if we bring it into a rigid state.

In addition, I have actually tried to use it and have found that there are limits to the spatial grasping by this magic guide.

If we get as far away as the forest where the ambush is right now, we need to do some consciousness and put in some exploration to grasp the movement of the invisible subject. Apparently, a combination of a number of conditions, such as "distance" and "invisibility", results in much less precision.

This ability, the risk of inadvertent strikes, decreases dramatically, but it's not invincible with boulders.

Gore's topsoil enemies are much better when it comes to the length of the range or whatever that means. At least, he had even discovered a dead end monkey far from doomed. My demon guide radar only knows some signs when he gets into a blind spot.

On the contrary, it seems to be quite strong for things that are visible or flying through open air with no blind spots. From earlier on, you can see the position and condition of birds in the sky in the distance as if they were in your hands.

Gore's topsoil enemies are like sonars crawling on the surface, but this ability of mine is kind of anti-aircraft radar.

But what is it?

Does Gore always see the world this way......

I saw Gore leaning next to me.

Of course it's different from mine, but it feels just like me right now, and I'm pretty sure I always know what's going on around me.

This is all I know about the enemy's movements, and it's a quick fight, but this guy thinks I'm in danger at all, and I can't leave him still. You're really worried about me...

But the key to unlocking the current situation lies in whether Gore will leave me and start the fight. You'll need to convince her somehow.

The bald man is still desperately begging Guinem Bari.

He is a man who does not know what to give up.

I put my hand on that shoulder.

"... Enough"

"Nemaki, sir...?

"I've had enough. You did your best. I wouldn't pull it off if I persuaded you that these people are here because they think it's a decent job to do something illegal."

I preached reason to baldness.

"Besides, these operating people have a pathologically narrow horizon and are not very smart. Unlike normal people, I don't know what a criminal's special mantra is, but it works like a piece of crap."

I kept whispering gently like a bald man.

Your actions in trying to solve things with discussion are honorable. I'm so proud of you for turning violence on a lot of people. You're so much better than those guys, and besides, I think you're cool.

But you don't have to work hard anymore.

"Let's give up thinking we were unspoken wild monkey opponents. An effort to speak to a less intelligent monkey is a very nasty act…"

I tried to be friends with the monkeys at first, too, but it was no use. Monkeys in this world don't have the intelligence to listen... I don't have to go through all that hard work until you feel sad. You see, I'm bald.

The bald guy who heard my explanation, he's got his mouth open.

Oh, why not? The magicians have blue muscles floating on their foreheads, and their brows are cramped. Big tits look like they're about to bite.

Guinem Bari, who should have been laughing naggingly, is also screwing this one up with his eyes that include killing.

What the hell is this...?

Whatever it is, it would not be convenient if you were willing to do it over there.

I dropped the tone of my voice and whispered to the bald man standing in front of me.

"... hey, take your daughter and grandpa and slowly move back to my left. As natural as possible. Once you're on the move, hold on tight on my side."

Guinem Bari said I was the priority target of the killing, but I can't pelican him as he is on the boulder. He hasn't said a word in the first place that he won't kill three other people than me, and there's no way people like him trying to use a flaming binoculars to cover up can leave witnesses alive.

In the end, nothing changes what I need to protect you from.

And the ambushes are still in the woods on the right, and if the three of them don't move to the left over me, it's possible they won't cut very absurdly in my athletic abilities if they do. I mean, it's probably best so far to have it stuck behind your left in the form of shielding me.

Asked for a natural move is insurance to keep the enemy from realizing that he is aware of the ambush. You won't even have to move outright and bother to lose this advantage.

"Nemaki, Nemaki..."

Lizards seem to have figured something out in my voice.

He switched positions with me naturally.

Protect the bald spot. It's the shape I stood on the arrow. It's not particularly strange behavior.

Unwillingly, I seem to be an obedient baton hired by bald men for money.

Thanks to the enhancement of the senses by the magic guide, we can also see the three positions without looking back.

... Okay, looks like they've all moved to the left properly.

All you have to do is convince Gore.

I slammed my ear in Gore leaning next to my right.

"If you're talking about an ambush hiding in the woods on your right, I know too. It's okay. Even if it strikes, I manage to gesture on my own. So, Gore, take out the enemy in front of you."

I glanced at the battle axe from the hem of my robe.

This guy would know because he's smart. If you're prepared to find out the worst and use your witchcraft, perhaps even I, the peaceful culturalist, can manage to buy you enough time to come back.

Well, even so, I don't think you can defeat a heavy golem with my guidance. Whatever. "NTR" doesn't work on golem opponents, and he said he turned it into a demon-led attack, so many dobadoba shots around, the key ancient dragon's HP gauge hasn't shredded by a millimeter. I don't have a reliable track record.

But if you devise and work hard, you should be able to handle anything by scratching your legs and rolling them over. I'm a desperate man in a given card.

At least I don't think a golem that big can run that fast. There must be plenty of time to manipulate.

But when I heard what I said, Gore went on a tour. I am so confused.

I'm too worried to leave. This guy's always been like that since he was fighting monkeys.

"... I'm fine. Trust me."

I looked straight into Gore's eyes.

Gore seems deeply attached to my words.

Her eyes are shaking hard.

Hi, my desire to do you a favor and not to leave me seem to be at best in her.

No or no?

Normally you decide to fight here, I think it's an inspiring scene......

But I do know how you feel. Too many priors for me.

"Don't worry.... I'm your partner, huh?

I was as sure as I could, and I made a big noise.

Gore stares back happily.

But soon, with anxiously shaking eyes, I grabbed the hem of my robe.

There's no sign of ever trying to get away from me.

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Funny. I think it's time for the boulders to reaffirm our friendship and trust and the battle to begin.

"Hey, you forgot, buddy. I'm a man enough to take down a dragon, aren't I?

... Well, now that I think about it, that's a win by a totally sloppy hit.

Besides, I wasn't sure why, but I was rarely and seriously angry and forgot about me. I can assure you that even if they tell you to defeat the ancient dragon like that now, you can't do it 100%.

But unexpectedly, Gore reacted like he was convinced of my words for a moment. but as I immediately reconsidered, I grabbed my robe and grabbed it and stuck it.

Uh, I knew it wouldn't work. I thought I was a little unconvincing myself.

Might not be good. My usual vain and full of Gore overprotections are making it difficult for us to make progress in our discussions.

"It's okay. It's safe, right? Trust me? If you think it's dangerous, you know, I'll get away with it..."

Gore's eyes, listening to my desperate favors, are no longer focused with agony and grief.

My eyes are turning blue and I think I'm going to cry.

Those white hands gripping the robe are starting to shake small. I feel like I never want to let go of this hand again.

What should I do? I may have misjudged Gore's level of overprotection.

Hit it, instead of convincing it dramatically, the more I talk about it, the more stimulating Gore's craving for asylum and maternal instincts, the more muddy things get......

As it is, not good.

I made up my mind.

I didn't want to use these hands if I could.

Because it's not a very good way to stick around.

But I can no longer choose how.

It's a last resort.

I whispered softly and gently in Gore's ear.

"If I can do it well, I'll fumble all over your broom tonight"

Gore's face turned slowly towards the enemy.

A deep red eye begins to burn in a strong warlike red lotus flame.

Noticed, the limbs, like its pure white heavenly lady, emitted a sense of presence to the divine by the temper released from her whole body.

- That beauty, exactly, the goddess of the battlefield who wants to descend.

Yeah. I had a dog. I knew it from experience.

The dog throws away his pride relatively lightly when he puts the burdock in front of him.

Gore was powerful and took a step forward.

The walk is full of energy.

"... don't kill me. Ask these guys to be witnesses to Paisley Chamber of Commerce crimes"

I gave Gore a heads-up.

She felt as if she hadn't heard anything and moved forward fluttering like the wind to my oblique.

Um, I wonder if this guy understands it properly.

Now the difficult meeting with my partner is over.

The battle against Guinem Bari in "The Four Clouds Use" opens the curtain.