Kawaranu Mono ＜Kirameki no Gōremu＞

I will be a golem.

Walk away in the woods with Tech without rest. Sometimes there are demons that follow me, but I gently chase them away. The further we go, the weaker and weaker the demons become, making it difficult to apply or subtract force. Maybe I haven't killed one since I got into this forest.

Oh, I killed a plant.

Too bad. Missed Perfect.

Oh, from afar, you can hear gawks, gawks, something fighting over you. This is a hunch to meet! I ran in a direction where I could hear the sound.

I came to the scene of a dispute. I hide in the bushes and see what happens.

A pig human with a weapon? Speaking of RPG, is he an oak, let's call him an oak here? Orcs and humans are fighting. However, the oak prevails. There are eight orcs and five humans. Two dogs are also fighting alongside the humans. A hound.

Looks like the orcs are stronger, even one-on-one, from what I've seen. Yet there are also many oaks. A slightly larger oak in armor is taking command and moving as a unit. Humans are fighting good battles, but they're slowly hunting us down.

I thought I should help a human being, but I wondered if it would be better if I put my shoulder on one side, so I kept observing. I don't know why Orcs and humans are fighting, and if there's no reason why we should shoulder the humans, there's no reason to get rid of the Orcs.

each one of them armed. You can't squeal out of my side because each one of you is at the battlefield of your own volition.

In the meantime, changes came to the battle.

Apparently, with two dogs and one man, the other four decided to run away. As for the spectator, yeah, aren't you one of them?, I thought, apparently, the man left behind is a slave. I guess slaves are just tools. I can't refuse orders either, I'm across the street from eight orcs.

Oh, really, the four of them are gone. What a cold bunch of them. Maybe it's a smart choice to survive, but I don't really like the way it's done.

Look, the slave man was hit lightly. But I still have breath. Two dogs are barking worryingly close to such a man.

"Gawgaw!"

(Your husband! You okay?!)

"Gaga Gaga Gaga!!"

Hold on tight! Your husband!)

But the slave man remains down without answering it. He's apparently losing his mind.

"Gaw! Gagger Gaw!"

(No! He's losing his mind! Ichiro!)

"Gaw! Gaw! Gaw!"

(We'll have to get rid of the orcs! Let's do it! Zillow!)

That said, the two dogs covered their slave men in their backs and turned to the Orcs!

Ichiro! You're men in men! I grip my fists in both hands. You don't seem to have a chance, but risking your life for the Lord isn't something you can do! I accidentally lifted up my fists in heaven and rose up.

{Log: The effect of [enlightenment stuff] has sedated the state of excitement}

Together with two dogs and an oak that surprised me when I suddenly appeared with the sound of gasa. Every eye that was on the spot stares at me. An oak in armor asks me in a sinister voice.

"What the fuck!?"

He asked me how it was. I had to respond.

I'm a golem! The dog's passion made him stand up! I'll miss them! If we're going to fight, we're going to fight each other! '

Ba 'am, thrust his right fist forward, his left hand against his hips, and said his mouth as he also decided to pose! The orcs stood up when they put their hands in front of them, but there was no other response. Is that it?

"Don't you speak the language. Or can't you talk? In any case, you will die if you enter our territory!"

Oh, I didn't tell you.

Ha. When will my dialogue reach others? Could it only reach Mabdachi? It makes me sad to think about that.

{Log: The effect of [enlightenment stuff] has resolved the grieving condition}

The archers of the oak unleash an arrow against me. Even if the arrow hits me cool, I won't be hurt to that extent. Now soldiers with avant-garde axes, spears and swords come at me. Heh heh, I'll attack you with all my heart. I stand defenseless. Before Kikin, Baki, Beki and my metal body, the oaks' weapons seemed to hurt more.

At this point the orcs started to get a little frightened.

"What?!? I didn't know you couldn't scratch one... Who the hell are you? What's the purpose of getting in front of us!?"

If words don't make sense, there's more to show in action. I move in front of two dogs.

"Gah!?"

(hey why!?)

"Gagaw!"

(Are you going to do it with us!)

The dogs circle their tails and lag a little behind as we suddenly approached them. Words are prestigious, but maybe instincts are afraid of me.

And I turned my back on the dogs and turned to the orcs. From here on out, as shown to be my opponent.

"Are you trying to protect them? You think you can beat this number of people!?"

I'm stuck because I think so. The Orcs don't try to attack me because the earlier attack didn't work for me. I'm just going to have a siege with Jiri. Nevertheless, this oak of armor speaks fluently in a sinister voice. Aren't you different from normal people and intelligence? Or he seems smarter than a human being. The other orcs, they kind of feel like pakas.

I'll have to let you know the difference in power between me and the orcs.

I grip with all my strength in my hand. I hit that fist on the ground underfoot as it was. It's on the ground, so let's give it all we can.

Dogan!!!

Parallax and soil dancing over the sky pour down. There was a big crater-like hole underneath my feet. The oaks open their eyes to the sight and the dogs are shaking as they round their tails and round next to the man of their losing consciousness slave.

I waved shishly at the orcs to show them to leave.

"Ugh... I can't help it. You guys! Retreat!"

Orcs in armor instruct you to retreat if you see a difference in power. Sounds like a decent commander. In order, the orcs retreat as they guard me. I'm not going after those who leave without being so vigilant. An oak in armor talks to me as I dazzle.

"I'm Oak General's press. Little silver man, I'll never forget you! The next time I see him, he won't go like this one. Remember that."

That's what I said and the last oak in armor left. After confirming that the orcs have completely left, turn to Ichiro and Giro, the slave man. The slave man remains unconscious. There is blood coming from your arms. The bones don't seem to be broken.

"Ga, cow"

(Ya do it)

"Gagau"

We're not gonna lose.

I try to tell the dogs by gesture that I have to make allowance for the man. But it doesn't convey at all: the two don't break their guard against me while twisting their necks.

"Gaw?"

(What, what are you doing, this guy?)

"Gaga."

(Don't get distracted, Ichiro)

Um, I just have to let this go now. I approach the slave man and stop the bleeding. There was nothing like a bandage, so I tear some of the guy's jacket and let him use it instead of a bandage. There were countless abrasions and cuts in the man's body. Some of them are pretty big scratches.

Maybe it was used instead of a shield because it was a slave. Ha, no. Put my hand on my forehead because it looks like a man is doing it. My hands are cold. My whole body is cold, not just my hands. My body is not metal to Dada.

Feeling calm, the man breathed calmly. When I saw how I was doing, two dogs relieved me of my guard.

"Gaugau"

He's helping your husband.

"Ga, Gau"

(Oh, maybe this silver henteco is a good one)

Phew, have you finally noticed? To my kindness. The slave man had a bandana wrapped around his head, but he noticed that the bandana was a little uplifting. I took a bandana wondering what it was, and there were dog-like ears there.

Oh, isn't this the Beast Man? I didn't know my first encounter with an Orc would take this form. I'm a little sorry I wasn't a cat ear girl. He was a slave to the Beast Man, so he was cut off as a beast. I don't even know if I think about it.

The slave of the beast man has no sign of awakening. I can't even leave him like this, so I'm watching him nearby. I'm just free to wait, so I decided to try planting art on Ichiro and Giro.

At first it was two people who were reluctant, but they started to quietly follow my intimidation.

Before Ichiro, I offer my right hand upwards.

Ichiro quickly keeps his right forefoot above his hand.

Your hands, which are the basics in the basics, are perfect.

Next, head toward Giraud, keeping your right hand open and close to the ground.

Giraud quickly enters the spot.

Giraud also easily remembered to lay low.

Still further sliding his hand from there, Giraud moves forward jizzily, staying down.

Pfft, this is the hardest crawl forward I've ever had to plant this arts. If we can make this move, we'll be sure to widen the scope of the reconnaissance.

I stayed up late at night.