Kawaranu Mono ＜Kirameki no Gōremu＞

"And God of Judgement! Oh, my God!"

"What's going on? Noisy."

"Master Fatan, the archangel who was down on earth to investigate, has died!

"What do you mean?

"I don't know the details. Master Fatan contacted me to plead guilty to the Great Sinner before returning to heaven. Then, after a while, Fatan's reaction disappeared from the ground."

"Have you checked the Heavenly Register?

"Yes, Master Fatan's name had disappeared from the heavenly roster"

"Well, then it would mean he was in return for failing to plead guilty."

"... what can I do?

"Let's send 10 archangels to the ground for an investigation. Call Archangel Gore here."

"Yes, sir."

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I will be a golem.

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I think. Speaking of which, the healing drug system should have been something that would restore health. Wouldn't having a hole in the trunk mean injury for a tree?

I don't have any - I took the amazing scratch pills out of the pouch and sprayed them on mockingbird bees and mockingbird nana. Then a hole in the trunk twitched and blocked.

Ha-ha-ha, still. I didn't seem to be wrong.

"Thank you, Mr. Golem! I thought I was going to die."

"You're already a savage bug to suddenly drill a hole in!

It was me who shook my head to the side with the thought that Zispo and Ipaard had caused trouble. Ooh, it's good that the hole in the trunk was blocked, but the part where the hole was drilled has a different color than around it.

I don't want this.

I dig holes in the ground and grab burnt brown soil in my hand. And then, at first, I paint it into a mockingbird's scar.

"Hey, hey Mr. Golem!? What are you doing!?"

I need a moment. When the waste and soil were applied, the area where the hole had been drilled also became familiar with the surrounding area and the color. Sounds good.

I snort alone with my hands together.

Hey, I'll paint you on the other side too. Mokkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

"Um, Mr. Golem. You don't have to bother painting the soil to make the colors look good."

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"Oh, you were trying to get me to confuse the color of the place where the hole was? Mr. Golem, one of these days the colors will calm down, so you'll be fine."

I don't like both of them. I did not hesitate to soil the two trunks. Mmm, sounds good.

I don't have a zispo and an Ipaard - put it in my porch and head over to Haku and Mokuichi's.

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Walking in the woods, Ipaad told me a story about why he was being chased by an archangel.

Apparently, that archangel was trying to break an artifact in the underground world and convict Ipaard of trying to destroy the world.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Golem. Because of me."

Ipaard apologizes as he leans down. I wanted the archangel to help me solve the problem more than to plead not guilty. There was only one thing Ipaard had done. You can't change the past.

I've done angels too, and there are times when there's nothing I can do.

"Zispo, tell Ipaad"

Speaking to my Zispo in a reading, Zispo nodded as he saluted.

'I can't change the past. But how we live the present can change the future. You better not be bothered forever with what you've done. Don't forget, but live in the face of the past.'

"Chiu!

(Oh, parents!

Zispo is touching me. But now that I've said the word to Ipaard, I want you to tell Ipaard. It's my cool line. I want you to tell him exactly!

"Zispo, tell Ipaad"

Zispo has been hacked and has told me to Ipaard. Pfft, Ipaard seems to be impressed.

Way to go!

It's the fruit of my daily efforts. I'm not waking up all night for nothing. It's the result of being alone in the middle of the night, simulating many different occasions.

Return to Haku and Mokuichi. Thanks to Moquici for your help, I finished my work today.

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Two or three days later, Notte, the representative of the elf, called me to come to the Lord Kamigi. We are all headed to Koeda Kamigi.

Around Koeda there are about seven elves and feathered ones. It's so angelic. Since there are three lights floating around the angelic one, is it possible that he is with the petite crushed angel during my time?

The angelic ones will stare at us. You're almost staring at me more than we are. What a hostile angel. He doesn't want us to get along at all.

Koeda talks to me.

"Administrator, these are the archangels from heaven."

I snort.

"The archangels say that the archangels who were coming to investigate the earth died more in this land. Does the administrator know anything about this?

I snort. I don't have one. - Take your notebook out of the porch and write a message.

You know, I killed everything.

The archangels saw my message and murdered me. Koeda looks after all, and the elves have a worrying look on their face.

I go on and write the message.

He tried to kill my people, and he attacked me.

I thought it was a dangerous worm and I smashed it to pieces.

< If I knew he was an angel, I would have relieved him, but I'm sorry. Sorry >

It was the archangel who tried to kill me, but I apologize here. This is what adults do.

But the angels can't seem to subside.

"Chief Archangel Gore! The killer confessed! Deal with Fatan's enemies!

"Yes! There is no indication that we in heaven are still murdered!

"Chief Archangel Gore!

The mustache old man standing directly in front of this must be Archangel Gore. It's full of majesty, so I'm sure it is. I will wait and see what happens with the Archangel of Gore.

The light came forward from behind the old man.

"I'm called Gore, the archangel chief. Silver doll, I'm sure you killed Fatan."

That was different. The old man didn't seem great.

I nod at Gore's words.

The air tenses tightly.

"Then we cannot forgive you. If God can identify the killer, too, I'm getting permission to cut him off. We will acquit you."

Haku sets up a knife and tries to get out in front of me, so I control it with one hand. I don't have an Ipaard. - From inside the porch, I speak to Gore.

"No! It's my fault! Trying to protect me, Mr. Golem put his hands on the archangel! If you want to kill me, leave me alone!

I don't know the look on Gore's face because it's glowing. But Gore told Ipaad in a cold voice.

"Really? Then you will plead not guilty together."

"Oh, no!?"

Already! It's been a long time since I've seen this place. I hope you don't take my show!

I don't want Ipaard to be the heroine of tragedy. My showcase keeps decreasing. I tell Zispo to shut Ipaad up.

Zispo saluted and blocked Ipaard's mouth with both hands - no, both forelegs -. Yeah, well done.

I write a message in my notebook.

What do you do with a plea?

"It's been decided! We will leave you no dust, and we will erase you."

If these guys have as much power as the Keeper of Time, it might be possible to erase me. But since the archangel and the power of doing things during this time wasn't a big deal to me, it wouldn't be possible.

Ha-ha-ha, foolish of you to set up a battle without even looking into your opponent!

I write a message in my notebook.

Fine, wipe me out with all the angels. I can't give a shit.

Don't touch my people unless you can get rid of me.

When I saw my message, Gore said, "Fine. It's a special triumph," he nodded.

I took the angels to a meadow that stretched out of the woods. I'll keep Zispo and Ipaard with Haku.

"It could be a long fight, so I asked you to take care of the mosquitoes."

Haku and Zispo snorted. If you think Ipaard is quiet, the zispo can't seem to block up to his nose and breathe. I'm peeling my white eyes.

When I told Zispo to let go of his hand, Zispo finally realized the situation of Ipaad and hurried away his hand.

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And after the golem and the angel had departed, the elves of Notte surrounded Koeda the mighty tree.

"Dear Kamiki, is Lord Golem all right?

"Don't worry, Mr. Notte. It'll probably fit in circles."

"Is it?

"Yeah, I'm sure the angels will break better. Mr. Knotte and his administrators will find their insanity smudging."

"... indeed. He's terrible."

"The administrator is acting like it's all okay, because he's pushing through"

"It's no use worrying."

Notte and the others grinned like troubled, with distant eyes.

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On the meadow. Tell the hacks to stay away, and I will proceed into the meadows.

The angels surround me. Gore spoke to me.

"You're calm. While a sinner, I admire that clean attitude. Wipe them away in an instant so they don't suffer."

Gore's words are signaled, and the angels surrounding me unleash a simultaneous attack.

"Go away!"

"Destroy me!

"The Last Judge!

The magic of light, flames and thunder strikes me. I take it all without defense.

Chudon! Boom! Barry! The roar rings, shivering the ground and air. The earthen smoke rolled up so I couldn't see around, but after all, it wasn't a big deal.

"Repent in the world what you have done to angels."

I'm talking about a line like Gore won proudly. I hope you don't check your opponent's condition and don't say a line like a declaration of victory.

I wave once and for all and blow the earthquake.

I hear the angels say, "What!?" with amazement. I take out my notebook and write a message.

< Are we done here?

Look at the message I wrote, angels who regret it. I don't know the look on Gore's face, but you'll regret seeing him tremble in small pieces.

Heh heh heh, just keep attacking me till I feel better!

More and more attacks.

You can't get rid of me with that kind of attack.

The angels began their constant attack, skinning my message.

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Different magic pours down on me, but it doesn't scratch me one.

Looking at the position of the sun, it would be about noon. I tell Haku and Zispo to have lunch and take care of the mosquitoes. The hacks nodded and headed into the woods.

Do the angels not need a lunch break?

I can't even retrieve my notebook and write a message because the magic is constantly flying. No. - If I get it out of the porch, my notebook will burn.

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A whole day went by when the angels started attacking me. The angels are taking turns resting and continuing to attack. Yeah, you can attack until you feel better.

I'm fine, but the ground around me is spilling.

Um, it's environmental damage.

I poke my hands on the ground. The angels said, "You did it!" I raise my voice, "but the damage didn't accumulate and I fell.

I [restored] the ground and flattened it. Um, that's it. Take my hands off the ground and nod satisfactorily.

That's a little off the offense. What's the matter, I look around. I want you to keep attacking me, good luck, not stopping your hand. I'm not free either.

I turn to the angels and stir up my hands in quickness. The angels who saw it all attacked again.

Um, I want you to hang in there.

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It's been 3 days.

The angels are still hanging in there. One of the angels is gone. Where did it go?

Since I am free, I am reading the information recorded in the golem memory.

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It's been another two days.

Apparently, the missing angel had gone to call for reinforcements, and about 100 angels had arrived.

The angels, who had attacked me from the beginning, hail the reinforcements.

Well, you just have to hang in there until you feel better.

I said in Golem Memory, "Brawl! It reads out General Bug Taunton Fool" and recounts his fierce struggle with the dreaded enemy. I would have been in danger if the attack of General Bug Knock Fool had hit me then.

I do battle simulations with General Bug Fool in my brain.

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It's been another 5 days.

Honestly, I'm getting tired of it. But the angels are still hanging on.

If this happens, it's a root comparison! I won't lose!

Should I fix the ground?

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It's been another 10 days.

At some point, the number of angels is swelling up. There were 10 at first, but now there are about 1000 of them.

Perhaps, angels. Don't do it inside without me realizing how many of them we have!

Um, I'm tired of just standing like this, so let's even practice letters. I forgot to wear the [barrier].

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It's been another 5 days.

The angels continue to attack. It's been over 20 days since the first attack. The angels are hard-working.

As I unfold the barrier, I write on my notebook as I fall asleep. Three earthy spirits came from the ground yesterday, so I was free, so I called them off.

I had the earthly spirits make earthly magic. Come on, it's a fight!

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It's been another 7 days.

The number of angels increases, and attacks increase in intensity.

The earth spirits just got tired of doing a whole day or so, and they went somewhere. Too bad.

However, I draw a parallax cartoon in the corner of my notebook by myself. I have time, so the quality of Don and Parallax cartoons goes up.

Haku, Zispo and Ipaad come to see how things go with concern from time to time. I told him I had nothing to worry about except that I was free.

When will the angels give up?

With that in mind of mine, one of the first ten angels to come is about to unleash magic towards Ipaad.

I stood up and told Haq to jump aside and dodge. Huck immediately jumped to the side and dodged the magic. Magic just drilled a hole in the ground.

I release the barrier and rush to Haku and the others. Even at this time, I don't forget to generate the line light from my back.

I look for Gore. Gore slowly came forward. I write a message in my notebook.

< Weren't you going to keep your hands on your people unless you erased me?

Gore looks bitter and responds.

"Oh, I didn't promise you that! In what order would be our freedom to plead not guilty!

Hmm, I don't mind if you do.

Then let me attack you in self-defense, too, okay?

Gore has never shouted his will after a while of silence.

"Fine! It's a total war from here on out! Regret turning heaven against your enemies!

"Chief Archangel Gore! You shouldn't have such authority!

"No, Archangel Gore is right. We've assembled soldiers so far, we can't pull back without delivering any results."

Hmm, the angels are confused, too. I have no choice, let's show the difference in power and have it withdrawn.

It's time to show off the special moves I've been training for so long!

I put my left foot forward, pull my right hand back, and fit to roll out the punch. When the line light occurs on my right hand, my right hand shines out.

When I saw my right hand shining, the angels set me up.

Ha-ha-ha, scratch it!

Line Light PUNCH!!!

As I swung my fist up toward heaven, the line lights arranged to form my fist rose heavenly high simultaneously - a special attack using more than 30 line lights!

The power of each line light is no different than that of a line light that normally shoots out, but because it's aggregated, it's a special attack with excellent penetration and destructiveness!

{Log: Golem did 10,000 damage to gates to heaven}

{Log: There's a hole in the gate to heaven}

Is that it? I just shot out to heaven and I heard the log.

"Nah!? The gates to heaven!?"

"Oh, that's so stupid!? That's a gate made assuming against the Great Demon King!

"This should go back to heaven once and organize a crusade!

"Ah, oh. All hands, retreat! Let's hope the gods show up!

"" "Oooh!!" "

The angels disappear refreshingly.

"Remember, silver golem! I will make you regret turning the heavens against your enemies!

At the end of the day, Gore threw a dump dialogue at me and disappeared.

Apparently, I've turned the heavens against the enemy. It was an attack to intimidate.

That's not quite what I think.