It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

A few moments of silence.

I could see the Sphere, which was only returning to its heart, starting to move to the entrance and exit of the room.

(Yeah, well, I know how you feel. You must be feeling very in danger, right now)

"Um... why?

Somehow I wondered - I had to ask that to a grand rampage statement that was far beyond my limiting expectation of being a maid with a cat ear.

"Everything, this one! It's his fault!

That said, Giltz turned to Fifi unexpectedly and raised his voice.

"... what? Me?"

Fifi rose to the same faceless, neck-leaning topic.

"That day, he pushed me into discipleship, because at first he said it was good to just show me the work while I took care of him around me, and, well, he agreed that if he was going to do troublesome chores, it would be good. But, well, that's what caused that tragedy..."

Are you trying to bring it into some serial development, Giltz, dropping the tone of your voice and telling us. It makes me laugh at all because I'm in a potato worm state, so that's impossible.

"... what have you done?

"... come on?

When I ask Fifi, who was nearly half-witted, she leans her neck just as much as ever.

"Oh, you may or may not..."

I shook my voice and Giltz has seen Fifi. It is such a force that it seems to me that I may have done something really wrong. Unexpectedly, I sipped and watched, too.

"Take care of Noon. He was a maid. Ah!

To Giltz's scream, my solitary spit has gone somewhere. I want to talk to you from a different perspective about what you mean, and I see Fifi. She also began to tell me if she understood my intentions.

"... like I told you before I was pushing against my master, I was pushing against other technicians. At that time, if I was going to take care of myself, I would have preferred to take care of the maid clothes, so I wore them and took on the household chores in general. So even when I was a master, I wore made-up clothes. Is there a problem?

"I don't think there's a problem with this. There's no law that people who aren't maids shouldn't wear maid clothes... and that? Is that how you say it in Relilex?

I look at the Sphere in doubt, answering Fifi's question. Then all she had to do was shake her head to the side. Anyway, he wants to erase his signs. I'm sorry to talk to you.

"Oh yes. Ahhh!

Giltz is getting high after hearing our conversation.

"Pickly moving fluffy beast ears on that hilarious, beautiful outfit. Fuwahwa's tail peeking from his skirt. Mixed with maid clothes, the harmony you play was already equal to the temptation of an angel, no, the devil. Ah!

I could only point my rude but cold gaze at my grandfather, who spoke enthusiastically as if he had had a tremendous unknown experience.

"Those days have gone on, and Noon can no longer focus on his work. It was so corrupt in my head that I couldn't think of a magic circuit that made the best weapon. That's when I realized that Fifi's talent was already God's guide, and he decided to leave it to Fifi to take care of her in the future."

Here, let's get this over with, Giltz. You weren't breathing, I started taking deep breaths.

"Bye! When you arrived, you went out like a demon! As soon as I became an apprentice, I stopped wearing those maid clothes!

And when I get my breath done, once again, my grandfather exalts dramatically for incomprehensible things. It's bad for you when you get so excited. In the meantime, I'll see what you mean and Fifi.

"... Magician technology is a priority when you become a disciple. I can't work with made-up clothes. It's not like you can't do chores without wearing made-up clothes. So I didn't wear it."

I had no objection at all to the very plausible reason.

"Hahaha...... well, well. But you couldn't give up. To that beast ear maid!

"If that's what you're going to say, shouldn't someone have hired you? You're the best magician, aren't you? It's not like I had a lot of money."

"... there was"

The story of the three of us continues without any kind of sex.

"Huh, this is why my little girl is so stupid... taste the sweet juice and a man is more of a fine thing, a desire for ideals!

I saw Fifi with a frightened face because I had been told an unknowingly disgusted quote, an unknown man. She shakes her head sideways if she doesn't understand.

"I thought of you! It's hard to find, and it's troublesome to communicate with someone, so I thought I should create one with the help of Non! That's where the Golem flashed! If that's the case, you'll listen to anything Non says, and I think it looks ideal, but it stays that way!

Somehow, Grandpa Tartarus started talking hot just like us.

"Well, that hit the wall right away! Golems can only be made by magicians. Besides, it's a perfect portrayal of a human being, and I didn't know of any magicians who would keep it that way."

(Yeah, there are magicians who bet their lives on such a niche thing...)

Since that thought, I've remembered these undead favorite seniors and the slime enthusiast mages, and I don't think I can say enough about them.

"But Non didn't give up! It's the first time I've made my chest so hot and creative."

(Dude, he said it would be hotter than when he made a bunch of treasure items...)

I still try not to break my hip talking about my grandfather so hot in my heart.

"So, as I said before, the magician made the golem! But it took a lot of research, materials, facilities for trial and error."

"Oh, that's not where I connect with the mayor."

I'm in for a conversation.

"Exactly. He's also very interested in the Golem project. You have spared no effort in pouring funds and materials into Non's plan. However, it is conditional."

"That's the exterminator engineer weapon."

"Well, it will. But since it was a bit of an end for Non, I accepted. Give it a try."

To Giltz, who calls it Salari, something very dangerous, makes me wonder if I should let this grandfather make nothing more.

"Then for a few years, I went into work hiding with the life of the mayor, and to shut up the noisy mayor, I delivered the unfinished product for now, and made something more amazing, and he sat there. Now we can concentrate on our work, but Noon's already hit a big wall."

"Yes, yes, what is that?

Talk hot Giltz I reply carelessly as I tease my hair with a circle.

"I don't mean to say that Non's pictorial mind has been devastated. I didn't realize it until this year."

I remember that little dirty map Giltz drew, and I saw those incredibly shaped objects rolling over there.

(Yeah, I mean, I don't have the artistic sense. Looks like Heaven didn't give this guy any artistic talent. Thank you, God)

I thank God in my heart and see Giltz.

For the record, it is common for blacksmiths to basically build the foundations of objects made by magic engineers. I don't need a magician's mind there, but if my aspirations come out in full, like this one, I can't leave it to others. Even if someone had the help of a clever blacksmith, that lack of painting wouldn't tell the other person a millimeter of the ideal in him. Maybe the result is that crap.

"What happened to the exterminator engineer weapon?

"At that time, I didn't want the perfect shape as a person, so I thought I should put my head and hands and feet on my torso anyway, and the shape was appropriate."

Giltz answers my question.

(I'm a little interested in what the hell you can do)

and so on, and me thinking carelessly.

"Back to the story, anyway, Non's ideals were right in his head. But I couldn't even make it into a painting, so I wasn't making it."

"Ah, that's Mr. Toya."

Now we have an understanding of why that irrelevant Toya was involved this time.

"Well, I've left it to a few painters, but the paintings they bring to me were part of the pose that I can't see, or the background that got in the way and made no sense. But his latest painting was a great blueprint. Then I let him sketch all kinds of beast ear maids, and then I found them! The closest thing to Non's ideal. Ooh!

Giltz sees the Sphere with tremendous momentum. Sphere hid behind a safina that was nearby running scared with his whole body hair upside down.

"What do we do with this guy? Dr. Ikes will be bringing him in like this, but should I hand him over to the soldiers?

I turned to Fifi, my disciple, for judgment as I pointed to the potato worm with a frightened face.

"… Ask Elizabeth to explain the circumstances and consider the extenuating circumstances"

It's getting noisier up there when we're saying such thin things. Apparently, Dr. Ikes has arrived.

(Huh, that was kind of hard, but now you seem to have managed to fix it. Good, good)

I leave the room behind with my chest down. And, at the same time, I saw Dr. Ikes and the others coming down from above. Something's rushing me, so I decide to tell him that this one has already been resolved.

"Dr. Ikes, this is a clean up..."

"Prepare everyone for evacuation! There were reports of a giant object appearing near the mayor's mansion and moving out"

Just what Dr. Ikes said. I perceived what it was and stuffed it in a glue-wrapped giltz.

"Why not! I thought you didn't move! They have my friends over there!

"Wow, I don't know. There shouldn't be such an enormous amount of magic... and there's no way to circulate power all over the body. It is theoretically possible that the array will start..."

Giltz also answered with a heartfelt surprise when he thought of something of a giant object coming out of the mayor's mansion.

Apparently, the case wasn't over yet.