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

A large group of golems are running through the streets inside.

Soil and sand are kicked up by the golems large and small, and after their run, there is soil and smoke that covers the alley. Heavy footsteps were sounding as if they were a ground beep.

The sight you see up close is quite powerful.

Currently, due to the elimination of 100 feet of soft shell (by some means), the internal threat inside has disappeared. Many of the freed golem users were set to join the main entrance where the battle was still going on.

Naturally, I'm on the same side of the line.

Alongside the big red-haired man named Jambila, he was running at the head of the group.

I'm on Jimmy's back and I'm familiar with Gore leading the way. Neighbor Jambila, by the way, travels in such a way that he grabs onto the shoulders of his own partner Orange Elephant.

If you look closely at the orange elephant, there are handrail-like parts on each part of the fuselage. Seems like we can grab hold of this and have humans hanging around. Even so, I don't think it's possible with normal health, such as hanging and traveling in a swaying giant elephant of war golem.

But Jambila himself is a cool face.

Is this the strength of the forged muscles?

"Hey Nemaki, I was wondering. You're on it, and that's Eol's horseshoe, right?

A muscle sprinkling red hair in the wind speaks from the shoulder of an orange elephant.

His gaze was directed at Jimmy running with me on it.

"Oh, yeah, but.... Ah. Could it have been unsavory for others to ride on their own?

"No, I didn't say it tasted bad. I've never seen a guy ride flat on one of his golems before. I've been listening to you a lot, man."

"Jimmy's a good listener, isn't he?

"Dj, Jimmy?? You even gave yourself a name!? And you, Jimmy, what a lovely name..."

"Chief, it's late!

At this time, a voice came from the side alley to block Jambila's words.

It was a large group of golem users and about 20 golems that appeared in a queue from the alley. Some of the golems also had more than one appearance of a large war elephant golem.

This group appears to be from a separate unit that has been engaged in extinguishing fire or consolidating the perimeter of the assembly hall until now.

Once again, the number of War Elephant Golems in the population is 3.

What an elephant of war golem inside, it seems that in total there were as many as four.

All the novice war elephant golems have their fuselage greyed. The length of the ivory horns growing from the shoulders also seems to be slightly shorter. When lined up like this, only the orange elephant in Jambila would look flashy if he did both the color and the design of the armor.

"Leader, we'll join you before this!

"I left the task to someone else. I think I can do something about the fire suppression later, even with the farming golem."

"Lord Nemaki, chief! Let's get rid of the despicable wormers together!

The men grabbed on the shoulders of the grey war elephant Golem, shouting at each other. I think they're red-haired and physically fit, probably from the same ethnic group as Jambila.

This red-haired nation is tall all together. The one in Jambila is well over 2 meters, and the average height of the others is probably over 190 cm.

By the way, what they have been calling "the leader" for a while now is a muscle over 2 meters, next to me.

I called out to that muscle that looked like the boss next door.

"... Jambila, you, could it have been some great one?

"No, no. It's not that great. I was recently given the trail of my uncle, and he just plays the role of a clan compiler."

I was bitterly smiling at what I said, Jambila, but I coughed up here once.

And I screamed out loud that sounded all around me.

"Wow, now you have all the faces. Bastards, we're fighting back from here!

"Whoa, whoa."

The golem users inside echo the cry of Jambila.

The convergence of the two groups made the use of the golem on this occasion an even greater force.

While I trusted this group, I was wary of certain facts.

Was the Softshell Hundred Feet nailing the main battle force in this area, including four heavy golems, with just one head......

Even if there's a compatibility issue with the Golem, it's a hell of a monster.

What if all six mookades, combined with five of the woods, had been unleashed inside the inside at the same time. I wonder what the hell was going on in there by now.

Initially, I expected that if I couldn't stop Mukade in the woods, there might have been about two digits of casualties at worst. But I wonder if I was actually sorry for that damage.

Aside from the jambillas, I don't think even Gore could contain his first glimpse of Mukade in a downtown battle. Shortly after Mukade and the others collapsed inside, the defensive line inside was decimated, and the trends in this battle and the fate of the inmates were completely never there.

Suppose I hadn't taken a single leg into the woods trying to discuss it with my enemies then. Suppose, for example, that I was the kind of man who, like the protagonists of one of the many adventurous Tan, thought to intercept a bandit in the middle of nowhere.

This place is already...

Silent in a horrible imagination, Jambila called out from the side.

"So, Nemaki. We're going to blow out the front gate like this, and we're going to kill the bugs. What are you gonna do?

Jambila's face is close. This muscle is moving straight next to me, conveying the big arms of the orange elephant at some point. He's like a rock climber.

"I'll help too, naturally."

That's what I was about to say, and I remembered and went on with the words.

"... I just want to get back to the mansion and gear up once. I'll be right back."

"All right! Roger that."

The red-haired big man, who grinned slightly at me, turned his winning arm around my shoulder.

"I'm counting on you, bro!

"Well, I'll try what I can do."

I smiled back, too.

I mean, it's muscle. You're a little close to my face.

Me and Giambilla broke up in front of the square near the main entrance.

A large group of golem users headed towards the gate as they rolled up the earthen smoke.

All that power merges. Now the battle situation in the front of the reed must lean this way at once.

The acetu and the others who were protecting them over there will surely be easier.

"... well, I need to hurry too"

I was left on the spot with Gore and Jimmy, and I looked around.

Why didn't they accompany the Jambila and Golem-user groups? Gearing up is not a lie.

Somewhere in the shadows, I was thinking of generating a Battle Axe of the Earth.

Outside, there were not only looming bugs, but a large number of enemies releasing arrows. If you fight over there, it doesn't taste good that I can't defend myself to some degree.

If it's time to get ready, I'd really like to go back to Grandma Tete's mansion and get a magician's robe... Now, it's a waste of time to travel to the mansion in the rear.

Find the shadow of things.

This place in front of the square, which broke up with everyone, is situated directly below the gentle ramp leading to Grandma Tete's mansion.

Although it is the most natural place to stay on the pretext of returning to the Mansion, this one is often not far from the main entrance. Therefore, if we are to inadvertently generate the "Battle Axe of the Earth" on the side of the road, it is possible that it will fall into the eyes of the golem users inside who are assembling.

Although there is relatively little risk of discovery as a Magic King (Battle Axe of the Earth), it still makes no difference that if someone else sees a peculiar process from chanting to Magic Activation, it is an immediate out.

"Nevertheless, when you actually look like this, you don't know many places where you might be able to hide yourself properly..."

In the first place, this area, where the inmates usually hang out, is an open place inside.

I have no choice. Do we have to go into the grounds of some house and hide behind the stone walls to generate?

When I tried to move around thinking that, uh, something got into my sight.

At the corner of the square is a corner where hay is piled high.

They had shaped some stuffy large mountains.

Speaking of which, the inside has just finished harvesting wheat. This may even be loaded with some of the straw that was pruned.

I remember there was an object in Monet's painting of the Impressionists depicting such a rural scene during the harvest period. The title is...... yes. But did you say "Loaded Straw" or something? You're still looking at me.

Still, it's a big pile of straw.

In retrospect of children's hearts, diving inside and playing seems like fun.

... That's it.

I jumped off Jimmy's back.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!"

He makes a roaring run for it with all his might, dashing wildly over a pile of hay.

Jimmy looks pompous and he's dropping me off.

Gore, on the other hand, is happily running next to me.

Naturally, this partner won't stop my bizarre behavior at all. Always from next door, with those gentle shining eyes, watching me running oddly, only to love you.

In our combination, there's basically no scratch on me.

I dived into the haystack with Gore.

Shortly before the contact, Gore gently punched me into Mount Straw to make a hole. Thanks to this, I snuck in unexpectedly light. If this was the case, I didn't need desperate help or anything.

The whole body is enveloped by the strong smell of hay.

I chanted in a small voice.

"… -" The Battle Axe of the Earth "

At hand, I have the feeling that particles of soil wrapped around magic gather together.

When they finished forming the axe figure, they grabbed the patterned part with disappointment.

And then there's the usual demon-induced activation process.

In my heart, turn to the axe, please.

- Mr. Axe, I want to protect the people in here. Will you help me?

The immense amount of information around him flows into his head, rapidly sharpening his consciousness.

The eyes, behind the ears, have a superficial sensation of the skin. Awaken with fierce momentum.

I slowly rose from the midst of Mount Straw.

On its right hand is gripped a disastrous pitch-black battle axe.

I gently waved the axe, which only seemed to be for killing people, to make sure I felt it.

As usual. It sticks, no problem.

I looked to the south, which was supposed to be the battlefield.

And I muttered quietly.

"... All right, let's go"

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Drive Jimmy to the main entrance.

Originally not a lot of distance. Immediately a large gate and the appearance of several golem users came into view.

First, I checked the situation in my sight.

Thanks to the increase in spatial recognition capabilities due to magic guidance, the number and arrangement of beings present on this scene can be grasped in an instant.

Along the walls, 28 golem users.

By the gate, there are five golems under restoration.

There are no bugs or enemy soldiers in the walls.

"... not much"

The number of golem users is low.

A dozen personnel initially guarded the main entrance. Adding reinforcements there would have swelled the number of golem users on the spot to more than 50 in total.

Besides, I don't see Acetu and Jambila anywhere.

Outside the fence, we're still hearing intense combat noises.

... I see. So, did some of the golem users who stood up in their arms strike out directly outside the gate for each golem?

"At least I wanted you to wait until I arrived..."

I stared at the fence as I groaned around sighing.

There shouldn't be as much difference in arrival time between them and me as I'd say. Outreach That red-haired macho may have jumped out of the wall at once, with the momentum remaining on the scene. What a muscle-like behavior.

Either way, I'm watching his partner's battle for the Orange Elephant with this eye. Even if you take one of those moves that blew up 100 feet of soft shell, it's not a lot of strength.

Besides, Acetu is supposed to be out there with us. Regardless of the muscle, it's hard to imagine even that thoughtful boy popped up without a chance.

I don't think they'll ever get behind the turtles in case...

While I was thinking about it, I came right in front of the giant main entrance.

In front of a tightly closed, heavy door, Jimmy stops his foot perfectly. And I sat back small.

"Thanks, Jimmy"

I jumped from his back to the ground.

Look up at the splendid main entrance inside.

This gate is still very large. Architectural shapes are similar to the so-called Yagura Gate or the type known as the Second Floor Gate.

When I first came inside, I thought this guy was just like a big public building for nothing. But perhaps this gate was originally made of this size as a size that even the War Elephant Golems could afford to pass through. It was all well calculated.

That's how stupid the heavy golems are because they line up to pass and there's more arrow-shaped structures on top of the extra gates.

From a huge gate that covered me from the sky, I turned my gaze back down again.

As a matter of fact, once you activate the sensory enhancement by magic, there is one thing in this place that you think must be done as a top priority.

I turned to Gore.

She's been taking the straw crumbs on my clothes for a while now.

Because I jumped from my head into Mount Straw without thinking about it, I had straw stuck all over my body.

"Hey, Gore, do me a favor."

Gore, who was taking straw scraps with him, has turned a decent gaze.

Her red eyes gleaming softly. I'll wait until I hear the next word.

I turned to her and spread my hands.

Just as I entrust myself with everything.

"... will you hold me"

Shortly afterwards, Gore's time stopped.

She was as rigid as a frozen computer and turned into a completely immobile Greek sculpture.

He pinches the straw scrap with his fingers and pinches his neck, completely stationary.

…… Gore? "

I tried calling him by his name, but he's not responding. That figure, which cannot be faint, is likely to be donated to the Louvre Museum or something as a statue of the beautiful goddess as it is.

"Oh, hey. Hey, what's up? Are you all right...?

I followed Gore's cheek with my fingers as I called.

Fingertips sink into smooth white skin.

At this moment, Gore's long elf ears moved violently.

Apparently, it's rebooted. She started trying to cuddle me as her previous pause was like a lie, this time suddenly moving her crooked hands.

Gore wraps his arms around my neck, tangling his soft limbs. My dreamy, slightly moist, deep red eyes were getting closer and closer.

"Hey, stop, well... hey, you're not! What do you want me to do with a hug from the front!? That's it, that's the usual one! The princess!

He pointed to the heavenly side of the gate as he peeled off the gore he was hugging.

"Will you hold me and carry me to the top of the gate? I need to find out what's going on around here right away."