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

"I'm sorry, Gore. I just got disturbed..."

I apologized to my partner who leaned next to me.

At present, he sits on a stone wall beside the alley, side by side with Gore.

Earlier I was too hot and confused, and I cried at her. It is a serious lapse as the owner of the Golem.

But now I'm already getting my normal mind back.

It's all right now. Because humans aren't hot, they don't die.

My virtue is the speed with which I switch my thoughts at times like this.

I let go of my body, so Gore's a little... no, that sounds pretty lame. She's still out there, drifting her hand around the universe holding me. As if embracing the remnants of me.

Still, I'm glad no one was around earlier.

I'm also a little embarrassed to be a foster rumor as a poor man who is too hot to cry to the golem on the side of the road.

Well, there's not that much crowd around here in the original.

See, Grandma Tete's mansion would be at the far north end of the entrance inside, wouldn't it? Besides, this area is also tall. Grandma's neighborhood is a sparsely populated section.

It's quiet and the view is good, and it's a pretty good place to live.

There are many people, such as along a large ramp in the center or a square near the main entrance.

"... Whatever, what are we going to do today?

Firewood delivery has been successfully completed, and nothing in particular.

Grandma Tete is away, so you don't have to worry about getting slapped, even if you're dazed all day, skipping study and letter practice.

Sweet Gore is unlikely to preach against me when he skips.

The figure of 200% means a 100% chance of not preaching, rather a 100% chance of spoiling aggressively.

Yeah. I'm getting a wing in the name of freedom right now.

Was the world so full of light just without Baba!

Ma, I didn't skip it until yesterday, and I should be able to play with it all out of my mind today or so.

Hmm. For example, do you want to go play somewhere inside?

I guess I can't help going back to Grandma Tete's mansion like this.

Actually, neither does the Acetu boy come to visit the mansion today.

Today and tomorrow are two days because one horn, Acetu's partner (Golem), stands at the main gate on guard duty. The owner Acetu will therefore also be waiting around his home in case of an emergency. I can't come to Grandma Tete's mansion far from the main gate.

If so, the best choice would be to go outside and play, rather than go back to the boring mansion where there are no cute juniors to cover.

Besides, if you know you're alone in the mansion all day, you'll be spoiled by a temperamental gore. The day could be over when I realized it. Shit.

Well, where the hell are we going?

Bird watching in nearby woods and woods sounds fun. Fishing in the gorge seems good. Even so, of course, I can't go outside now. I'm left to leave a message.

Playing in nature is another opportunity.

But if you think about it, I don't have a surprisingly few options right now.

I can play with the Eols and the kids, but probably this time of year, they're still going to private school.

And one thought came to my mind at this time.

My friend, a corner.

You're supposed to be just guarding at the main entrance inside right now, Acetu's partner. That big, strong green corner golem thing is my big favorite, to be honest.

But I don't usually see him that much.

One horn is at Acetu's house, except when he's guarding. I rarely come to Grandma Tete's house.

Maybe it's natural. A dog is usually with a family at home. I don't follow children's schools or schools.

Besides, normally, the Golem should be a valuable workforce. Wouldn't you be helping your family with a lot of things? Even poor acetu houses are usually out of one worker.

"But I miss you, one corner..."

Sometimes my grandmother has taken Debus over the past few days, and now the large dog ingredient in me was falling into a serious state of deprivation.

Yeah, let's go see one corner.

Grandma Tete is not here right now, so touching a corner at work shouldn't be him if it's a cane.

I asked for my sweet little corner and started walking towards the entrance inside.

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Aim for a single corner and go down a gentle ramp with Gore.

Inside the Golem, it is still peaceful and serene today.

"Really, it's perfectly normal. It doesn't seem to me that something is going on out there like Grandma said..."

Whimpering, I looked over the ramp.

As usual, there are chickens walking around who don't know where they keep them.

Seriously, whose chicken is this guy...

The chickens are cheerful and squeaky.

I raised my gaze slightly from the chicken at my feet.

As usual, a good red-haired Gatai man is repairing a wall across the road.

Seriously, why is he always naked in his upper body, he...

Everyone in there usually wears clothes.

Only that Macho always exposes himself to a successful nudity.

Why?

Nevertheless, um......

Always a brilliant pectoral muscle.

My abs are also cracked into stunning sixpacks.

I accidentally said, "Nice bulk!" So much so that I want to speak up.

That's how you relax on the slopes while admiring chickens and muscles from different worlds.

The old man called me off a few times along the way and I got a treat.

Alongside chickens and muscles, this is no longer a daily sight.

The treats you receive are truly rich in local colours. Basically, there are a lot of pie and cake-based western-looking things, followed by a lot of treats like dough with a Japanese sweet taste. Sometimes I get wonder treats from different worlds, like the flower cakes (mochi) I just got, I don't know who they are.

And I still assume, ladies and gentlemen, that I'm hungry.

Of course, I'm not hungry.

But I'll thank you.

I remember the names of the old ladies who give sweets.

Aunt Theasu.

Aunt Cellier.

To Aunt Erna, Aunt Imaru -...

Because this world is completely different from the original world and the linguistic system, people's names naturally also differ.

Many names, male and female, are a little unfamiliar with ears.

To be precise, very rarely do people have names like those I've heard of somewhere. But I think this is probably a coincidence between different languages. By analogy, these are two names that distinguish linguistic origins altogether, like "Naomi" in the Old Testament and "Naomi" in Japan.

When I hear the names of various people in this world, thank you, the naming has its own legality.

- I recently noticed, for example, that women's names often stretch their ends small.

The names of the old ladies I just mentioned are all stretched small with vowels like "tu” or “ye” at the end, except for Aunt Erna. He gave me a flower cake, and so did Granny Nerua.

Of course, not every woman stretches the end of her name. It's only on a level where the trend is strong. If it's physical, is it roughly 70% or 80% of the total? My grandmother Tete is an exception because her real name is Teteo.

There are subtle differences around here, apparently, depending on the tribe from which they come.

From these naming laws, it seems that the writer of "Introduction to Magic IV" and, in a sense, my master of earthly magic, Dr. Emeritus Halem and others, were not only my brain settings, but also, as a matter of fact, probably women.

This means that Dr. Emeritus is not delusional, but official, leaving the possibility of being an older, decoy sister. Excellent.

It also seems very typical of a female name to be “lu” among these names, especially at the end. From the feeling of the people of this world, it is a very feminine, beautiful and soft impression of the name.

For example, Teru's name hits this.

You can somehow imagine a bald spot or a wish your wife put in your daughter's name.

Okay, here's the real deal.

These facts bring to mind one other important truth.

I mean...

The name "Goletaro”

In this world, it's perfectly the name of a girl.

The reading of our partner's lovely and adorable real name on the family registry is, of course, "Goletalu." But as you know, my dictionary translation ability makes subtle pronunciation modifications, so the actual sound that people in this world are hearing is "Goletalu”.

Even when I speak to Gore, it must naturally sound more like "Goretalu” to Gore himself than it speaks in the language of this world. In fact, the fact that this guy has misidentified his real name as “Goletalu Dasai” is clearly established the other day when he made me write his name.

... I mean.

Didn't Gore recognize himself as a female since his first name?

So when my partner mistakenly thought I was a perverted gentleman of beautiful girl figure enthusiasts, I wonder if this guy who can read the air, without any resistance, has chosen the path of becoming a light beautiful girl figure, as a service.

I didn't feel my pride as a man, and I thought it was weird.

So, what? You mean it was actually my naming responsibility that got Goletaro, the innocent and gentle who knows nothing, walking down the path of a beautiful girl figure?

What a sinful person I am...

I trembled with remorse at the mistake I had made myself unconsciously.

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Gore.

I've done an irreversible thing.

As the responsibility of a named parent beyond what has happened, I will let you live a happy life as a girl so you don't regret it.

... Whatever.

In short, the women of this world have a lot of adorable names stretching their ends small.

"Brother Nemaki, hey!

Just then, I heard a voice calling for me.

Looking back at the voice. From the large house built on the main entrance of the inside, I could see a narrow little figure rushing over, with healthy wheat skin.

It was a supple, light run, like a young deer.

Oh, isn't he an acetu boy!

"Hey Acetu! You're doing well today."

Before I spoke, the boy arrived breathless.

It looks like it's going to fly again.

Totally, he is a healthy and active boy.

"What's wrong, brother Nemaki! Hey, did you come to see us?

Acetu boy's emerald green eyes gleam.

You look so happy, boy.

I came to see one corner and another...

So I remembered.

It's in my shoulder bag, I got it from my old lady inside by the time I got here, it's about a ton of treats.

Just the right opportunity, nourish your muscle deficient acetu.

Which way can't be eaten alone?

"Oh, yeah. There are many treats for souvenirs. If it's all right, why don't we eat together at Acetu's house"

"Wow! I love sweet treats!

I couldn't help but laugh at this boy like my happily shaky brother.

Eat up and grow up, Acetu.

My brother can be relieved if he grows up in Gatai as much as the red-haired Macho guy I just saw.

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That's why we were called straight to Acetu's house.

Looks like the big house Acetu popped up in earlier was his home.

As I crept through the splendid gateway, I could see the large, relaxed house in your garden.

Or it's a really big house......

No, but in size, it's slightly less modest than Grandma Tete's house, and isn't it a big deal?

The grounds and buildings inside this golem are huge if one house does it everywhere. Outreach Maybe this is the size of a common mansion.

... the feeling of home size in me was becoming subtly paralyzed.

From the garden, we observed the Acetu House building.

The acetu house is big in itself, but so is the front door.

A wide earth-like space can be seen in the position just after entering through the large open front entrance.

Spacious, with nothing, stone or concrete floors.

Such a mysterious space is not even in Grandma Tete's house in vain.

Somehow, I came with a pin.

I guess this is supposed to be a space for a corner to spend.

If the entrance is big, it's probably because of it. There must be a tall corner that allows you to pass without having to give in.

The old country folk said that under one roof, humans and horses lived together separately from the earth. Outreach Maybe that's what it looks like. No, rather, is the distance from a person's living space itself closer to the acetu house? It's a distance from the house where the family can immediately speak to you in one corner.

I'm sure the one with the one corner is well kept.

My fondness for Acetu's family has increased.

"I'm home!

From the front door, the Acetu boy returned home full of energy.

"Excuse me."

Then I tried to disturb your house, too.

... but at this time, I felt a slight resistance to my back.

From behind, like they gently pulled my clothes.

A truly whispering force that normal people would ignore without realizing it.

But I do.

This is a perfect, desperate signal that my partner, who is super lousy at asserting himself, shows when he wants me to.

Looking back, Gore still had the hem of his clothes tipped small.

Her deep red eyes hesitate to lay low, staring at the ground at her feet.

"... what's up, Gore?

Do you want me to play?

I don't mind sticking around, because now it's the front door to someone else's house.

No, this look of Gore, isn't it subtle that you want me to play...?

Something feels so desperate. My hand grabbing my hem because of my lack of confidence is faintly trembling.

I stopped to identify my partner's signature and stared at him.

I feel like Gore is desperately trying to tell me something.

When this guy is trying to say something to me like this for the rest of his life, when he hearts quietly and gently scratches his ears, something like Gore's thoughts can be conveyed just a little bit.

But this guy doesn't speak well and doesn't express himself, so he can't really tell me how he feels.

I waited patiently for Gore, who was a lousy chatter, to talk to me.

Somehow, I feel like I need to ask you something right.

I wonder why. I'm not sure why either.

But otherwise, again, it's like a grieving girlfriend calling a cow -

At this time, Acetu, who had been in the front door earlier, looked back at this one.

Emerald-colored eyes glimmering like a full starry sky.

"Brother Nemaki, hurry up! Over here. Yo!

"Oh, I'm sorry, acetu. Gore is saying something right now. I'm sorry, I'll just wait... - Uh-oh!?"

My hand pulling acetu's slender arm unleashed an unexpected power.

Soon, I was dragged inside the acetu house.