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

On the field, Gore is sitting a bit upright.

Long elf ears are soggy and not energetic.

Because I scolded him for being rare and serious.

No matter how sweet I am to Gore, I need to be properly angry with the boulder this time around...

In front of Gore, who reflects as he puts it that way, me and Jambila stand side by side with two men.

Giambilla said as she looked down at Gore, who was to be seated at the front.

"Hang on Wow, I seriously thought my eyeballs would pop up when I saw Goletalu bust the masked bastard. You're really going to attack people on your own, your golem..."

"No, that's why you explained it over and over again, I..."

"N, I think it's usually a joke!

"I'm always serious..."

It was me and Jambila who couldn't hide the confusion in Gore's outrage, while only Acetu seemed calm.

The beauty boy has been crouching on the side of the masked man's body since earlier.

Apparently, they're testing his legacy and stuff.

"Acetu, you're calm... Just now an important prisoner is dead and my plans for the future are completely insane."

"Huh?"

Asetu, who was examining the destroyed armor, raised his face.

"Uh, the... True, it was a little awkward that he was killed at that time. But the interrogation Brother Nemaki wanted is inconclusive, because it was rather entirely as assumed. At the time of your brother's injury, he was sure that Goletalu would turn him down and die."

"Become"

What? Decriminalize. My gore is not an executioner or anything.

Plus you, if you predicted such a serious thing, let me know beforehand...

Leaving me in tears, Acetu resumed the enemy's body exam.

I had been examining the body for a while as it was, but eventually unfortunately I concluded.

"You can't. I don't think I have anything to identify me with."

With that said, Acetu took the black mask of a man's example.

"This is just an elaborate decorative mask, too. I was wondering if it made any sense... It's not like magic equipment, and it doesn't have any special features."

Some of the black masks are cracked and distorted when they are brutally removed by Gore.

The red lens covering his eyes was also cracked on one side.

"This kind of design narrows my vision, and I find it a lot inconvenient to have dark colored lenses so far... How could you have bothered to wear something like this?

Acetu has his neck clenched.

"Well, didn't you want to hide your face? He's a very bad guy."

Tall Jambila said as she peered into the mask from above.

But acetu seems somewhat unconvinced.

"Mm-hmm. But isn't that halfway to hiding?

"If you ask me..."

True, I also feel that way.

This mask, in the original world, may be quite a meaningful disguised commodity, but in the first place in this area, there are not so many purely oriental looking ones in themselves.

If you really want to hide who you are, I feel like you might need a little more tempered disguise, too. I can't have a full-face helmet. But at least I want you to have about the face of the festival stall.

"Sure, maybe a little halfway. This mask is pretty much exposed, except for the eye area."

Acetu shrugged at this casual statement of mine.

"... maybe I wanted to cover my eyes, or something?

"Just the eyes? What the hell was that for?

"Come on, that's it... It's just a thought..."

Me and Acetu lost sight of the lying man's body.

The shape of a bloody, evil guy in battle looked like an out-of-the-way monster. But when you look at the dead face again like this, that's not true.

He's a young man who seems to be everywhere.

Yes. If you've seen it in the original world, there's nothing particularly weird about it, just an impenetrable young man.

Even the eye area doesn't seem to need to be hidden. Uncharacteristic, normal eyes. Still, I'm not as blind as I am.

Or if I have to hide this guy's eyes with a mask, my vicious eyes will be bandaged and wrapped around, then even put on bills and sealed forever.

Jambila said to me and Acetu, who were twisting their necks.

"Maybe. Wow, I was just wearing it because I thought it was cool? That mask."

"... Huh! Sure, that's possible. Jambila, you're a genius."

"There's actually a time when I want to wear this kind of asexually..."

"I know..."

Me and Jambila stood side by side and remembered our boyhood and swept away by our emotions for those passionate days.

but acetu is dissatisfied.

"What? Absolutely not..."

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Acetu, who completed the body exam quickly, went into repair work on a single corner that fell into battle.

The green golem lies in a painful appearance with the function suspended.

Earlier battles had destroyed his head. In addition, countless scars, large and small, have been made all over the body as a result of the long-lasting defensive battle in the front of the reed.

The dirt from dirt and sand is also terrible. He had fallen by the masked man in battle, so he was caught in the crater's fall by the "Big Spear of the Earth".

Though I had no choice in that situation, I did something pathetic.

Sorry, one corner......

Next time, I want you to let me pretend I'm sorry.

Watching the green golem to be restored, I spoke to my neighbor, Jambila.

"Jambila, won't your partner cure you?

The orange elephant standing behind him is also in a state of full creativity. Though he had not fallen too far, he had lost one arm.

Apparently, the shock took my left shoulder off my joints when I ran into the woods. The off left arm remains still left in the woods.

The red-haired young man said slowly his orange heavy golem feet.

"I don't want to do that, but fixing a heavy golem takes time. The Endil one is in a state where he can walk, and for now, I think it's going to feel like we're going to have to go back to our barn and split it it up into a few days for restoration work."

"Really, that's tough..."

The figure of the blurry golems vividly tells the story of the fierce fighting.

Neither Acetu nor Jambila have been able to hide the colour of fatigue in the boulders.

I'm wounded, too, and I'm a seriously wounded patient wrapped around a bandage.

Well, as for the truth about my injury, let's just say I leave it. A team of gorillas, initially completely dominant and gently slaughtering and advancing their enemies, were quickly pushed to this point.

Even Acetu, Jambila, is probably supposed to be a golem user with an unmatched strength, if you think by this world standard.

Besides, even that gore was overwhelmed by the enemy this time. What you did to me, I don't know what would have happened if you had fought in Tyman.

It's all at the hands of just one man.

"... the demon king of blood,"

With a small voice that no one could hear, I shrugged.

I think the masked man only called himself that once in the fight.

If you were to call him the Magic King of Blood, who used the Blood attribute, I would whisper - the Magic King of the Earth, who can only use the Earth attribute.

"... hey, Jambila"

"Hmm? What the hell?"

"You use blood attributes, and I knew you knew more about blood attributes, didn't you?

"Well, naturally. As a magician full of magic, it's only natural to drill the magic you can handle."

"Then I'd like to hear it.... What exactly makes blood magic (...) and blood demon guidance (...) different?

"To?"

The questioned muscle blinked his eyes.

"Blood Demon Leads... Blood Wolf (Bloody Wolf).

"Yes, it is."

Of course, I don't know about a wildlife called Bloody Wolf.

"Blood demon guide, huh..."

Jambila let her gaze swim into the universe for a while, as she remembered something.

"Right...... After all, there are a number of subtle differences between the physical enhancement caused by blood magic used by humans. Even after disarming, the effect remains only slightly for a certain amount of time."

Will the Blood Demon Guidance retain some effect after it is lifted?

I see. Is that why that man was showing unusual vitality to the end of the day?

"Well, in principle, it's somewhat intertwined with the“ residual effects after disarming. "

Jambila turned slowly towards me again.

"- When it comes to the biggest difference between blood magic and blood demon guidance, I think that blood demon guidance (...) can be" superimposed "on body strengthening."

"... overlapping?

"Oops. Human body strengthening by blood magic, when chanting another blood magic during activation, the effects of the original surgery are overwritten and disappear. This means that you can only express the effect of one type of surgery at a time.... but the physical strengthening of the Warcraft is not. They have multiple types of physical enhancements on top of each other."

"Sounds awesome, that"

"No, actually, I don't. Warcraft is retarded, so there's not much variation in the original moves, is there? Except for some exceptional warcraft, that's not enough to scare you. If humans use magic tricks, they can be powerful."

"When people use it, it's that different?

"Oh, even think about it. If the Magic Instructor can use it, he can strengthen his body as much as he can remember, and become infinitely stronger and stronger, right? If you overlap three or four different types of introductory magic, theoretically, it's beyond advanced magic. For example, I just memorized a primer."

The red-haired young man cut the word here once.

"... that's the birth of the mightiest superman."

"Hey, what the hell, that's totally against the rules..."

"Well, that's against the rules."

Is that what the bullshit strength tease of that perverted mask was about?

You can be infinitely stronger, or even our Gore can win melee, the most powerful ability to ignore rules like that.

Even though the earthly attribute feels like it's finally a practical level from magic to magic, isn't the blood attribute's magic guide suddenly an invincible hypercheat?

By and large, the strongest book I can remember is what it is. Don't be ridiculous.

How desperate of me to master a primer, but all I remember is how to make a toilet or a pedestal?

Whoa. What the hell is this intelligent unequal society?

Isn't dirt demon guidance actually a mess of misfortune??

I lay down my face and sighed heavily.

The exhaled breath dissolves and disappears in the southerly wind that blows through.

"... hey, Jambila"

"Hmm?"

"What if? If there was someone who could use such an amazing blood demon guidance, how the hell would that feel?"

………… I don't know. I can't use Warcraft moves. I... "

That's what I said, Jambila looked up at the blue sky flowing with thin clouds.

"But wow, what if there was someone who could use a blood demon guide?"

"... suppose you were there?

"I'm sure his eyes will look foolish about us working out or continuing to train his body to only slightly enhance the effectiveness of physical strengthening."

"Oh well..."

"You can say it. The power depends on who uses it after all. Don't you?"

The red-haired young man, who turned to me and said so, laughed when he showed his white teeth.

"Oh, you're right."

I laughed when they caught me too.

Indeed, the muscles are right.

"By the way, Nemaki."

"Hmm, what?

"Earlier, Goletalu was shivering... are you okay, that?

"... Huh?

I was told, I saw Gore.

She has been sitting in the same spot for a long time now.

Seeing it, its long ears moistened to its limits, and its shoulder blurred and smaller body vibrated violently as if it were a chihuahua under the winter sky.

My lukewarm eyes are starting to stain blue.

At this point, I realized that I had made a terrible mistake.

Shit. Ohhhhhhh!

With Gore scolded and skipped, I left him totally Awwwwww!!!

"Shh, sorry, Gore! Are you all right!"

I rushed over and held Gore.

She is shaking fine in my arms, in a hazy manner.

His soul was falling out and his vain moistened eyes were looking up at me as if begging for forgiveness in despair.

Oh, shit. This, I only have about 1 HP left.

"Oh, hey buddy, hold on!

I rocked Gore desperately.

Her head shook like an unwieldy baby in her neck.

What do you mean? I was watching this guy's mental tofu sweetly.

No way, you just ignore it for a while after I scold you a little seriously, and you take the mental damage so far.

"Gore, it's okay! Because I'm not mad anymore! Because if you reflect properly, that's enough!

I spoke to my partner diligently.

And I made the best smile, and I gave her away.

"See? I'm not mad at you, see? Huh?

Gore shudders weakly, staring back with a squeaky eye.

Will you forgive me? It is a kanji that

"Forgive, forgive! Naturally, buddy! Failure is just the next thing you need to live with!

The look of Gore's eyes finally seemed a little soothing to me, returning the word of absolution over and over again.

I stroked my chest down.

At this time, Gore nodded in my chest like he couldn't stand something.

The sweet trick. Her lips are moving small and fluffy.

This feeling, no way......

I got a hunch. Gore started gently chewing the bandage on my chest with his mouth.

Oh, this guy again, he's in baby mode due to stress......

I looked up to heaven in despair with the bandage in my mouth.

Jambila, who was watching us like that, scratched her puffy, red-headed head and squealed with a dazzling, narrow eye.

"Nemaki. You've been struggling a lot too..."