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

"Brother Nemaki ahhhhhhhhh!!!"

From behind, I heard a loud voice.

I looked back as I stared at the forest of the temple alongside Gore.

From the main entrance inside, a green corner golem and a luxurious boy run.

They were kicking the giant turtles and walking this way with tremendous momentum.

That's a corner and acetu.

Apparently, that combo, after me and Gore advanced, was chasing away parts of the herd of turtles that were getting thinner.

The momentum of one horn and acetu thrusting through the worm is truly amazing. A green fist is roaring and a blow is emptying a wind hole in the torso of the turtle.

It's the first time I've fought in a godly way.

It is, but.

"Oh, that...? Was the corner this strong...?

I twisted my neck unexpectedly.

I kind of don't think his strength matches my memory subtly. I feel clearly more aggressive than when I was fighting in front of the front gate earlier.

When I saw it in front of the main entrance, I was under the impression that this golem was releasing many fists in a row and tailoring the turtles with one hand or another. The power of the fist was also not enough to penetrate the torso, although it was the outer shell that was destroying it with one blow. But now it's almost a blow, with a whole fist penetrating the enemy's torso.

Definitely. One corner is powered up.

What should this mysterious power-up of his...

That's right.

This is like.

Sounds like the protagonist of the story, awakened to true power by the crisis in the life of his beloved.

Looking at it again this way, the combination of a single corner and an acetu is clearly a strong protagonist color in terms of visuality. A fine, adorable wheat-skinned, beautifully shaped boy in a cool green golem with horns. Whoever sees it, it's the main character's style.

I think I'm really proud of you.

In a convex combo of poorly resembled me and a clear rabid dog elf Gore, I'm a little too ironic to be the protagonist of the story.

While doing so, Acetu arrived in front of him.

This is precisely the occasion where we should use the expression "flying momentum." But this kid was rather actually gliding at high speeds. Is it the mobile wind magic?

"Ha, ha. Brother, are you okay?!? There's a huge explosion right now...! Blast, blast! Injury Ha!?"

I answered the boy's impetus as he pushed me a little.

"... oh, yeah. I'm sorry to bother you, I'm fine. You're right. Me and Gore are safe."

"Ha, ha... Ho, are you sure you're not hurt anywhere? Are you all right?

The breathless acetu still seems worried.

As far as I'm concerned, I'm a little more worried about this kid's mess.

"I'm really fine. As a matter of fact, I didn't get a direct hit from the explosion."

"Really?... Good."

Acetu, who said so, suddenly began without tears.

"Huh...... Good. Good... Hiku... Keho, Keho"

"Hey, you, are you serious? I mean, you can see I'm not hurt."

The moist eyed acetu returned the words to me in the face of temptation.

"I don't know... Guru. Brother, there's blood everywhere, Higu."

"Ah..."

When people tell me to be aware of my outfit, it seems terrible.

I haven't had time to worry about the emergency and the battle streak so far, but my clothes are purple and red returning bloody. Red blood was not arrived in battle, but mostly when I rescued Eol's father.

I honestly don't look like a magician at all now that I'm pulling down a battle axe in a blood-stained hunting ethno-style costume. Whatever this looks like, it's some crazy warrior (Berserker) shit that comes out of Nordic mythology.

"This is terrible indeed. Don't pull yourself..."

As I was rubbing the back of the crying acetu, Shin, Shin, and Shin, a loud footsteps approached me.

Huge shadow running this way. It's an orange war elephant golem.

Heavy golems have big footsteps.

"Oh, you're safe, Nemaki! A boulder. Don't be a fool in the south. When the explosion happened, I honestly didn't think I could do it anymore."

From above the shoulder of an orange elephant, a large red-haired young man shouted.

"What the hell, Jambila, I came all the way to you..."

"Oh. The bugs in front of the gate are going to be cleaned up enough without us.... I can't believe you did this. I just came here to help."

Giambilla, who said so with a laugh, jumped off the shoulder of an orange elephant.

More and more flashy ringtones.

This macho is also a return bloodbath of worms because of the melee. A musculoskeletal man with purple worm blood all over his body and a bloody thorny hammer on his shoulder. There's no doubt about the look of this guy, he's Mad Warrior 2.

"... so this guy is the cause of the explosion right now"

Mad Warrior 2, down on the ground, overlooks the corpse of a fish sausage lying in true two at his feet.

"Hey Jambila. What the hell is this worm?

"No, I just don't get it either. I could see you standing like a pillar in the distance, but I've never heard of a bug like this."

Jambila is also roaring with his arms around him.

His gaze is directed in the direction of the bodies of the bombed enemy soldiers, somewhat remote. The expression clouded.

"... I don't know what to do. Well, if everyone in there had attacked this place without knowing anything, it would have been a mess."

Yes. In fact, he's right.

It should have been a totally irregular event for the enemy that I went into the enemy formation alone. Besides, for something to kill just one human being, that suicide bomb attack took too much of the whole trick.

In other words, this bug was originally prepared to bomb the golem users inside the storm, which is more natural to think about.

"Have you been able to owe Nemaki a one-sided debt..."

Jambila shrugged uncommonly in the face.

The burning red hair of a nagging young man is in the wind blowing through the field.

That's him, but he immediately looked up and looked back at me.

"Well, whatever. If this bug doesn't explode if you die, why don't you just slap him the second he comes out? That's right. You can't be too alert. My lady said there are many kinds of first-time killers."

"I see, the first time you look at it... You could be right."

As I said, I axed the body of the sausage on the ground.

"This sausage is soft enough to kill you instantly."

"Sausage? Ha, if you ask me. Ah, you look like a bowel stuck. This"

"Right? Me, look at this guy, he's hungry. Come on."

"Haha, I get it! I thought you could eat it if you cooked it out of the way. This intestinal worm."

It was me and Jambila developing a very retarded conversation, but here Asetu opened his mouth with a snack.

This child finally seems to have subsided in tears and breathed well.

"Ko, this bug, I think." Bomb earthworm. "I've just read it in my teacher's book too... It's a very rare insect that doesn't live in this part of the world."

Apparently, unlike two ignorant adults, this boy was very knowledgeable.

"Oh, was this a mite monster? I see, if you ask me..."

"Heh, bomb mites. That's his name again, as you can see."

I want to be impressed with the boy's commentary, two ignorant adults.

"Ease of name matters, Jambila. Bomb mites, yeah, that's a good name. I feel a sense of common sense with our Goletaro.

"Huh? Nemaki, you're being rude to the ancestors you named, aren't you? When it comes to Goletalu, it would be" the eleventh queen of the king's slayer. "That's the name of the righteous goddess. Bomb mites don't have the same taste and character."

"The Eleventh Lady of the Kingslayer? What is it?"

"What, you don't even know that?!?"

Rabbit and noisy ignorant me and my muscles on my ass, Acetu was peeking into a slice of the bomb mite, with a strange look on his face.

And he muttered like he was talking to himself in a small voice.

"Actually, the name of this worm...... Bomb earthworms are just a nickname. The official scientific name is" Column Fistula. "

The boy who said so swallowed his spit.

"Even though the outer shell and contents are hard as iron in the living state, and they say it's roughly impossible to defeat them with a physical attack before they detonate... I can't believe it's so lightly disconnected..."

"- Your brother's axe, what the hell..."

But the two dumb adults who are making a scene behind them didn't already listen seriously to the boy.

"Well, listen, I'm surprised, Jambila? What a level of knowledge I have of this country below 5 years old. I don't know anything about religion."

"I don't think that's what you're gonna say! Huh... Damn it. Wow."

Jambila scratched her pompous head as she sighed loudly.

"I don't know what it's like to be treated in your country. When it comes to the eleventh queen in this country, she's 11 famous goddesses as much as she knows she's a child, isn't she?

And when he had said so, he showed the temple grove with his chin.

"See, even the Lady Deelamaru, one of the eleven queens, who is celebrated in a temple in the woods there."

"Oh, really?

"Ouch. But Goletalu, the barbarian queen, is a goddess who brings victory to battle. I'm sure your ancestors gave it the name of the Golem. Bomb mites are punishable by boulders."

Oh, my God, is that what happened?

Eleven goddesses, or... Is it like the Seven Fukushi Gods?

It is not mild to kill a king, but in this world, did the goddess cause it in a collective and civil revolution as well?

The pronunciation of my namesake Gore's real name in this world. Of course I knew the story itself that this guy was a goddess of killing and jealousy, or a barbarian queen, or coincidentally the same goddess of war he would have been had he been called that way. But this is the first time that it is a pillar of a god called history that is still subject to proper faith.

On the contrary, from what I've heard about the muscles now, she looks like a good goddess. What, you weren't an evil god?

"Was there such a sardine in this name... I apologize to your ancestors."

"Yes, yes. I believe in God. Believe it or not, that's the kind of humility that matters to your ancestors!

My muscles laughed and slapped my head gently.

Well. That's how Gore was currently the main topic of discussion, but what the hell is going on with our goddess herself?

As a matter of fact, she has been standing quietly, staring at the temple grove since earlier.

Well, my partner, who brilliantly polarized the path of communion, doesn't seem to be interested in conversations with anyone other than me. I have no choice.

Gore's red eyes stare into the darkness of the trees, with long elf ears standing perfectly.

I think this ear feels a little nervous.

"... hey, Gore. The guys in the woods, maybe they're moving something?

I asked a small question.

Gore's soft gaze slowly turned this way to affirm.

Is it still true?

As a matter of fact, even my demon-guided radar is somehow sensing the state of the forest.

The blurry signs of the big and small bugs across the trees are moving.

Apparently, an enemy who remained silent began some sort of twitching.

At this time, Acetu raised his face.

"Brother, have you caught him yet? It's about time they moved."

The boy's eyes look toward the forest.

Until earlier, this child, kneeling by the carcass of the bomb mite, lay still on his face and closed his eyes. That trick, which seems to be extremely conscious, is peculiar when Golem's topsoil enemies are used. Perhaps he was exploring what was going on inside the forest.

In such tension, only red-haired macho kept talking with the same tension.

"... Well, the goddess of war, Goletalu herself, is not so much believed to be a folk, even in this country. After all, it is popular with the rich goddess Deelamaru and the studying goddess Grenery, to whom grace is directly linked to life."

I gently controlled my muscles trying to keep talking.

"Jambila. Goddess rigging seems to have an awkward vibe."

"Hmm? What's the matter, you suddenly look serious"

"I'm always serious... Well, no, look at the woods."

That's what I said, I pointed to the temple grove with a battle axe.

At the end of the black battle axe pointing out, several black shadows now were just slowly walking out of between the trees.

- The enemy lurking in the woods revealed himself.

The black-crushed humans who emerged from the woods.

The number is seven.

Many of them put together distinctive black robes that look familiar.

The shoulder of the robe had tons of insect feather decorations.

That's a worm.

"... heh. Are you saying he came out of there with a numb cut? Don't be such a cowardly bugger. You've got a lot of nerve."

Staring at the enemy, Jambila narrowed her eyes.

That smile is vicious.

"Well, maybe it's a natural decision from the other side. The plan to kill us all with bomb earthworms has been emptied because of Brother Nemaki. Even if you're lurking in there any longer, you'll just keep getting more and more inside counterattack positions."

That's what I said, Acetu, slowly rose out of his crouching position. The beautiful, emerald-colored eyes that look at the enemy increase in sharpness.

"Because of them, your brother almost died.... I'll never forgive you..."

I'm kind of scared of the boy's eyes.

I said, wait a minute.

"Hey, I don't suppose you're both willing to fight those guys. No, you can't. Those are totally minded people, I don't know what's gonna happen. I'll take care of it with me. You two stay back."

But Acetu and Jambila revolted against this claim of mine.

"Whoa, that would smell like water, but nemaki! This time, it's not easy to beat him up. He's indigested because of all the messy fish and worm opponents. I thought I was finally gonna get busted with you for real!

"That's right! Brother Nemaki is overprotective of us!

"Nha, overprotective...!? Uggh...!

Unexpected vector objections clog me up with words.

Apparently, this silence of mine has been viewed as an affirmation. Next to Gore, which stood in front of the enemy, a single horn and orange elephant made a sound and moved.

Three distinctive golems line up.

When I was a goddess, I saw a pure white elf golem.

A green golem with a fist in the back of your hand when you're on the main plane.

And when it was a giant elephant, it was a flashy orange, heavy golem of armor and fangs.

White, green, orange.

If you look at it this way, it's colorful and truly spectacular.

"So let's beat the crap out of you, brother!

"Come on, brother!

Jambila and Acetu shouted cheerfully.

These guys are totally unwilling to listen to me...

Or even though we are still quite a distance away, we cannot afford to be arguing any further in a situation where the enemy has thus come forward in front of us.

I screamed in a shitty way, keeping my eyes peeled.

"... ahhh, already, I get it! Let's all fight! But if you think it's dangerous, it's an immediate retreat for all of us, right? Okay? If you think it sucks at all, I'll pull it off right away!

Half the way I was pushed away by the momentum.

Young golem users, the battle has begun.