Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

The Aerica race was a melting machine human (metal).

A melting machine is a continent that is constantly floating around this world, a race peculiar to Gallia, a race that the people, called the ancient alchemist Aeon, were supposedly born to acquire the power of immortality, a race that was born with an integrated machine and life.

The fusion rates of the machines differed from one another, but the mechanical fusion rates of Aerica were higher at 35% and the biological parts, which were lower among the same species.

Her characteristic was not only the use of heavy firearms, but also the ability to produce ethers in the body, a peculiar case for melters.

As a result, most meltbots are usually unable to use magic, but Aerica was regarded as a new possibility for meltbots, who could use both heavy firearms and magic.

It was also due in large part to this part that she received EX judgment from God.

But she had a big flaw, something she was aware of. It was emotion.

Erica was.................. very weak.

I am aware that my own emotional features are set lower than those of my own kind, and I also tried to install various language features but my low ability to communicate never improved.

It is a high spec and possesses growth elements that are not seen by melters, using magic and machines.

Because the appearance specs also have many biological parts, I don't really feel that it is a machine, blue and silver hair on white skin. The area that symbolizes femininity also grows well, and everyone admits it is beautiful, but the person, on the contrary, was concerned about the human nature when compared to other melting machines, wearing a bodysuit all over his body, furthermore equipped with huge armor on top of it, and trying to erase his humanity.

Erica herself wanted to cure this character, wanted to touch the outside world, and made it good to be summoned by the king.

It was only three months ago, when the Dry King summoned me and it was only a few days later.

The dry king pulled Erica in the first chatter and rejoiced in his good fortune. Erica also continued to make highly challenging requests on her own to meet that expectation.

Achieving a number of high difficulty requests in just a few days, the dry king had instantly become a Stefan Guild celebrity.

Erica was asked by the Dry King, as usual, to look at the next high-difficulty request she would receive in the Alliance.

"Ugh, there's only one egg to pick up..."

Egg pickup was the collection of eggs from the spawning giant frog, which, when left unattended, produced massive amounts of giant frog children, devouring crops and being very dangerous.

I don't want to do it because it makes me Vietnamese, but anything else that seemed like a good reward was no longer taken by other adventurers and kings.

Ask the guild clerk, he might still have made some requests, but there was no way she could have asked that on the inside.

It was too late today, so when I gave up again tomorrow to look at the request and try to return my heels, a young man with a bloody girl in his arms rushed in with constant breath.

He was attacked by a naga in the back mountain, and the bloody girl saw scratches and bite marks.

The girl was rushed and handled, but the boy's face who came with her remained blue.

Erica was curious as to why she had been so wounded about Naga that she decided to speak up uncommonly.

"Oh dear..."

I spoke courageously, but at first the boy remained silent, unaware that he was speaking to himself.

But when I look at Aerica standing in front of me, I realize she's finally telling me.

"What... ah yes..."

Because of his unfamiliar attire, he's probably the king summoned to this world. The line called Warrior disappeared early from the way it muscled.

"What attacked you?

"It's Naga... it's a monster with a snake's lower body and a human upper body..."

Seeing as the boy came from different worlds in the current description, there was no doubt about it.

Naga is a commonplace monster. You can say that very few people give outward explanations.

I predicted that the explanation was probably because Naga was unfamiliar to him.

"Was it big?

"A little over a meter...... or so. It was very long to be tailed, but that's about the height of the raised tall."

"You're just a kid. So there were a lot of them?

"Two, sir."

The numbers are not very high. To that extent, even one adult with a weapon can handle it.

The girl who was transported earlier is definitely seen as a warrior. She would do anything to the extent of a child's naga, and she would have escaped if she wanted to escape at worst.

"Excuse me, but why would she have those scratches?

"I... stopped it."

"Stopped?

"Yep... tell him not to"

"Why is that?

"... because... you're alive."

Erica couldn't understand what he was saying for a moment.

That it's natural to be alive, and that if you weren't alive, you wouldn't be attacking me.

"Does that mean it's pathetic to kill because you're alive?

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The boy does not answer. I guess that means affirmation.

So I thought, "What if?"

"Do you know Japan?

That changes the color of the boy's eyes when he asks.

"You know Japan!?

"Yes, my master is from Japan"

"Yes, is it? I knew someone else was here besides me..."

With that said, the boy, at the same time as the relief, still understands that this is a different world, and he gets a complex look.

"I heard there are no monsters like this in Japan."

"Yes, I'm not here."

"But this is a world where demons exist, not Japan. If you don't defeat what strikes you, you will die."

"... yes... but even in a foreign form, you live with a human body... aren't you a murderer"

"Murderers...... But your people were hurt badly because of it. It's not a person, it's a demon."

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Erica wasn't going to blame, but she found herself a little annoyed by the boy who said killing demons was killing people, etc., and the nature and tone were getting stronger.

"Ah, you must be the king. Are you going to say that and kill soldiers?

"But... but... I'm alive... it's my life"

If he noticed, the boy was weeping and scraping his whimpers to death.

So Erica realized, this boy came from a world far from death.

Perhaps in this minute I'm so gentle, and so weak-minded, that I also hesitate to kill the animals I need to live.

There's no way a human being like that can kill something in human form, even if it's a completely different species.

What a depth of kindness and mercy, and what a hypocrisy, Aerica thinks.

The life of what strikes reaps.

If you don't have enough power of your own, you die.

I wouldn't say that in a world where life stands on top of life, and I can't take it away because life matters, even in the church right now.

So Erica finds herself similar to the boy.

Even if I know it's something I shouldn't do, I can't stop and move.

The result was something that would hurt my people.

That didn't happen because I had power, but the boy had no power.

If this weren't for my power, my position could have fallen to the same place.

I thought it was harsh to blame the boy for thinking so.

An Alliance official tells me that the companion's girl's body has stabilized, and she is relieved.

But he was disappearing from the guild at the same time he stroked his chest down with relief.

When Aerica left the guild wondering where she had gone, the boy was just purchasing an iron sword in an outdoor store.

It's a sword that sold the blacksmith's failures for a cheap price, with no decorations or anything, perhaps if you interact with a demon, it breaks quickly.

Erica cares about the boy and follows him.

The boy leaves his sword in his grip and returns to his original path.

It hurts me to wonder if the boy has walked quite a long way from Reinhardt Castle Downtown with one bloody girl in his arms.

At the end of the boy's journey, he enters the rusty castle with two large mountains behind him and nothing around him.

Probably his own castle.

My castle is also old, but I think it would be more comfortable to live in compared to this castle.

Through a broken castle gate, into an unpopular dark castle, there is the sound of a shrug and something crawling and the smell of blood eating an animal or not.

Four golden eyes shining in darkness. There are a number of animal bodies rolling around nearby.

The two monsters at the entrance peeled and stared at the original Lord with intimidating eyes as an intruder.

Naga apparently came down to the back of the mountain and was breaking into the castle.

The two naggas glance at their long tongues, rattling and squealing.

The snake-bellied demon holds a crude sword in both hands and approaches the boy.

Aerika punches one tongue, pulls her pistol out of her waist and points it between Naga's eyebrows.

But...

"Uhhhhhh!

The boy is slashed into Naga pulling out his cheap sword as he gives his ambition.

Surprised by his sudden behavior, one Naga did not even take evasive action and fell after his body was slashed to pieces.

The other Naga immediately slashes the boy with a sword in his hand.

A blood splash flies from the slashed boy's arm, but the boy is slashed by the remaining naga, regardless.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!

Slashing while screaming.

No mould, nothing, just a sword trident to wield.

When Naga plays the sword, that's all the boy's iron sword lacks.

"Damn, whoa, whoa!!

Hating the sword that was wielded so fucked up, Naga quickly circled behind the boy and wrapped his snake belly around his body as he held both arms down.

Tighten the boy's body with a smudge and sound.

Naga grins as she dies quickly as she rocks her long tongue directly next to her face.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

The boy cried again.

Have you lost your will to war or are you a tear from the fear of death?

Either way, there was no doubt that the boy was in a dangerous condition.

Erica wonders if she will or will not shoot the gun she put up from the shadows.

Can I shoot you? It's easy to help here, but if he can't defeat that demon now, he'll die soon. I thought you knew and would help.

The boy's vital in Aerica's retina goes down as he looks at it.

Determine it's dangerous any more and put your hands on the trigger.

"Sorry... sorry..."

I can hear the boy apologizing.

A sword grows from Naga's back, which was right behind him.

Naga's face with a grin touched her agony and slowly collapsed as she spit purple blood.

Erica quickly understood who his apology was directed at.

"Sorry... do..."

The boy's sobbing voice echoes, and Erica looks up into the sky from the ceiling of the holed castle.

A small star was slipping down the night sky.

Erica realized that he was ready to live in this world.

said the master. I've never been attacked in my own world.

Such a happy world. Erica can't see it, even if she wants to dream about it.

The boy from Japan was hurt by just two naga and denied his world.

It's the result of being taught that I'm not right in this world.

And the boy took the sword and set it apart from the world in which he was.

But it's very painful, and my heart aches so much stronger than my body aches and I cried.

But it was a heavier sin to be hurt by a fellow girl than that.

That's why I killed Naga with my own hands.

You shouldn't have made an apology.

Naga tried to kill the boy and the girl. In contrast, the boy just returned the favor.

Nothing unusual in this world.

But my heart, I guess the common sense in him couldn't stand the guilt.

"I guess you're the king. Are you going to say that and kill soldiers?

That's what Erica asked. But that was something he felt most strongly responsible for, and not something outsiders should have bothered to say.

I saw just the moment the boy became king, I feel that way.

Aerica's master has never defeated a monster with his own hands yet.

Perhaps as long as Erica is around, the master won't get his hands on it directly.

Is fulfillment really a good thing?

That's fine if you think rationally.

There must be no way for a king to go out into battle and lay down his hands directly.

But... I think I see a boy leaking a whimper.

He said that in spiritual terms he had moved forward by one or two steps.

That will one day surely manifest itself as a difference in local power.

A king who has taken his life and a king who has never taken it.

Can you accept a bounce on yourself against your life?

He said he was desperately trying to take it.

That's something I can tell myself.

Values are not easy.

Still, boys who fight desperately will certainly grow up.

Ask yourself if I can change this way, too.

Then a week later, at Stefan Guild, the king and Erica reunited.

Two of my buddy girls and I came muddy and callously calling.

"You don't pour all the water from the reservoir into a normal water attack."

"Because you've been full of goblins from the nest, you said this would have to be poured into the water already!

"I did build a waterway to flow in from the reservoir, but you know it's all a lot"

"You have no choice, when the water gate opened, it stopped closing."

"I almost got you to pay for the crop that got you jeopardized."

"It's okay, 'cause my client was on his face, but he didn't say anything, and it all turned out to be O'Rei."

Two passes in front of Erica.

Apparently he lived in this world in public.

I still relieve myself that I didn't have to pull the trigger then.

"Ah, Mr. Erica"

The king runs like a puppy when he finds Erica.

"Yes, what is it"

The king and I have met with the dry king, the master once after that.

I used to get into fights at that time, and I was a loud Aerica from myself.

I haven't been able to thank you yet.

"Thank you? What is it?"

"It was when Orion was injured before and Naga came into the castle. You followed me worried then, Mr. Erica, didn't you?

"... were you noticed?

"I happened to look back and I saw it. You were trying to help me with that gun, weren't you?

"What a coincidence."

"Ha, that's a great coincidence. But thanks to that, I'm ready to take down the monster."

"I'm not ready to be seen?

"No, if the beauty sees you, most men will work hard."

To the unexpected answer, Aerica's body temperature soars for a moment.

"No...... I have nothing"

"Anyway, I just wanted to thank you. Let me buy you a drink next time you get a chance."

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it"

"Where can I afford a drink? You know, I've earned a lot of money to talk to women about."

Orion, with his eyebrows raised, pinches the king's ear and goes toward the guild counter.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!

"Woman, if you have time to dictate, get to work!

"I just don't want you to tell me!

There was a look of Aerica laughing at the look of it in the back.

"What, Ae just fell off when they said she was beautiful? Choroin?

"Hey, why does that happen! Wow, I like to see people like this grow up, and that's never romantic... Besides, thanks to him, I'm trying to move forward too..."

Aerika's voice gradually becomes butt shuddered.

"It's not convincing to tell a girl you're stealing."

"Gu, why did you do that?"

"Aye, I haven't noticed, but Aye, when you're taking pictures, you're getting a nasty mouth."

Bullshit, Erica.

"Well, at least it sounds like fun to see if it's better than our stupid king. And for a king who's been summoned, he seems to have guts there, and he misses his soldiers. I mean, I guess so."

"Nothing. I don't think I'm a bad master right now. I think some kings do that, and some would rather impose something more outrageous."

"But what Ae wants is for people to grow up, and idiots don't realize they're stupid, so there's nothing to grow up with."

"You're too mouthy."

"Facts."

The two laugh at each other lightly.

I've never been so excited about a man's story before, and I think in such a stuffed situation, what a laugh it makes me laugh.