Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (WN)

"Yes, he's the boss of the chocolate monster!

A chocolate monster in a test tube.

Is that him, boss?

"A few hours ago, we caught him hanging in a trap for thieves of the inventions of the eagle we were installing in the mountains!

... How much?

Same goes for the chocolate monster boss who hung in the trap, but he's probably the one who caught him conveniently.

In the first place, why is a chocolate farmer setting a trap in the mountains?

Nobody wants your invention.

At least make it a chocolate thief trap.

"Oh, yeah. So? How do you make that chocolate monster an ingredient for the finished horseshit chocolate?

"Hmm. That's why you're so stupid. I didn't know you could understand the consequences just by looking at this."

I'm not such a psychic.

… there are multiple possibilities.

I don't know much about this demon ecology, but I'm not thinking about picking it from a chocolate monster.

But... this is about my fucking father. I would be thinking in a worse direction.

That's what makes me feel bad.

"Yes, sir. So?"

Let's take a step back here and listen before we figure out what to do.

It could be a great invention in case, and let's not deny it from the start.

'Cause there's a fact that all the brave men who denied it from the beginning had painful eyes.

I'll just ask.

After that, we just slow down and finish it off.

"Then listen. Synthesize this chocolate monster with a hose (horse-shaped demon name) or philoreal and modify it as a demon that produces horse shit chocolate no matter what you eat! Just fine! They'll use your philoreal for experiments!

"No!

Hyo spoke!?

Pretty nasty, Hyo stopped acting and ran away.

You don't like it so much... you don't!

I don't like it when I'm in the same position. I don't want to be like that because I'm dead.

But it was still a shitty invention.

He said synthesizing chocolate monsters with demons to make horse shit chocolate... that's shit, not chocolate.

You're going to make that prototype out of a living demon!

If you don't see the production process yet, you can eat it!

It will elevate you to a substitute where you will never be able to eat kiwa products that may have people.

This fucking father, the invention is totally lost.

The more new things you make, the worse they go.

"If you want to escape, sword brave...... call for smelting and valley - hey!

I shout loudly at the escaping leopard.

Chocolate monsters are more pathetic at the expense of such crazy, crappy inventions.

You should still be able to live a better life being protected by the Valleys.

I want to deal with it before I make sacrifices in many ways.

"Running away. Ahhh!

My fucking father, who yells at me and tries to chase Hiyo, hurries back to the workshop because I took a step.

"What are you going to do?

"I'm going to dispose of some crazy, self-proclaimed inventor who doesn't care about other people's annoyances."

"You're not going to stand in the way of my invention! Die!"

My fucking father throws poipointy and the garbage in the workshop at me.

But I'm a shield brave.

There is no pain or itching such as throwing attacks on the average person.

"We eliminate intruders!

There's a hole in my scaffold at the same time as I step inside the workshop.

What kind of trap?

The money I used to build this facility, it's not my money, is it?

Well, this hand trap doesn't work on me.

Take a step by maintaining height with the ability to fly in barbarian armor.

"No! You monster! Eat this!

Next, the spiny walls come to me with momentum from the side.

I put my hand against the wall and took it as Gatsun.

This stuff doesn't even make a loot wound.

"Come on, give up. Your bullshit invention ends today."

"Not yet! Don't take a sweet look at the trap for the extermination of eagle intruders!

Chocolate pours down from the gutter and the duct above me.

I wouldn't be burned if I were normal.

Besides, it hardens and doesn't look stylish.

As a shield brave man, I don't think it hurts or itches this much.

"Meteor Shield"

Speak softly of your skills just in case.

"" Master Shield Brave!

The mother and sister of the thief raise their voices.

"Phew, phew, ha-ha!

My fucking father is laughing high.

You really think you put me down or something?

When you can kill a brave man who saved the world with a trap of this magnitude, are you serious?

"Huh - what!

The chocolate heated by the meteor shield is blocked and runs off.

And I stood in front of my fucking father.

"Aren't you an idiot? Make a trap like this... there's no way he's gonna come and steal your crappy invention."

"You're the thief who steals my inventions!

"Thief? No. He's a messenger who inflicts bitter reality and punishment on crazed inventor-aspiring fools. Brave men, it doesn't matter anymore!

I turn to my fucking father, who yells at me with his fingers, and after he says it out cold, he looks at Raftalia with a hammer.

The weapon... is the Pico Pico Hammer I made you copy the other day.

They have no killing power, but they have syncope effects that are abnormal states.

There's no room for shelter.

He doesn't do anything really busy.

"Please be a little adult"

Raftalia, who jumped right next to me in an instant, shook a pico hammer down his fucking father's brain.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you doing?

The fucking father fainted when Raftarian Pico Pico Hammer hit him in the head shortly after he tried to resist.

I can rampage my fucking father, who falls on his back, and roll him to the feet of his mother-in-law and sister.

"Raftalia, it's annoying when you get rammed when you're conscious. Keep him tied up."

"Yes... you haven't met someone who's changed in a long time"

If you've changed, right?

I said it was a lot easier.

"Not at all. Really crap. This could still be better with past scumbags"

"What about being compared to scum back then..."

Right.

Wonder how such scumbags can exist in a world over waves.

I see captured chocolate monsters.

Hmmm...... I feel something different.

I have a star on my forehead...... it feels like a hedro, bigger than the guy I met before.

I feel like a boss if you say boss, but it also looks like it's not much different than a regular chocolate monster.

Well, Phytoria, the boss of philosophy, usually looks like a normal philosophy, so maybe she doesn't know it from the outside.

"What? I was pulling Sang-wen's carriage, and Phyllorial asked me to hurry up, but what happened?

Smelters rushed there.

I am confused without understanding the situation around me.

That's right. I wouldn't think of having a chocolate monster boss here, if I were you.

"Oh, I disposed of one crazy fool. There's a demon caught there. I was hoping to get Smelt and Tanako to see it."

"Come on, Windia. Call him by his name."

"... this child?

Taniko sighs like he gave up and sees the caught chocolate monster I point to.

Intriguing.

I can't tell if I'm really the boss or not.

It's about this fucking father. There's a good chance you're saying the right thing.

"Oh."

"Maybe he's the boss I've been looking for... like he's not like the other kids"

"Smelt, what about you?

"Knowledge and appearance don't match when it was a game... but there are remnants on the stars"

Again... the smellers seem to be right on the boss they were looking for.

You were right to call me because you thought there was a reason.

"What do we do? Should I put him in jail?

"Valentine's demons are raging, aren't they? If we take him down, will he be depressed?

"Yes, but..."

Taniko speaks to the boss of the chocolate monster caught approaching.

"Yeah...... yeah. Okay."

And they come to us.

"Did you get the point?

"Yeah. 'Cause it looks like this kid was the main body"

"So? What were you talking about?

"I think they were angry because people around here scorn chocolate. I suppose there's every festival that was held regularly?

"Isn't it more because of him? I didn't run away, I was looking for a spear of anger."

Step on your fucking father and I'll ask Tanako.

"Looks like we have that, too. That's why I asked you to prepare a reprieve..."

There's no festival... What the hell are you doing?

"In the meantime, won't he die if he knocks him down?

"It's not like I'm not dying, but I'm rooted in this land, and when the time comes, it's like I'm going to be resurrected."

Are you parasitic on the land or something like that? Like the boss of this chocolate zone?

"Besides, this kid isn't the only one..."

"Really?

"Oh, I've defeated a couple of them so far. Once it's defeated, it'll sedate on a regional basis, but it won't be a radical solution, will it?

"Right. It's hard not to gush every year."

I don't know about asking adventurers to crusade or anything, but you should fundamentally crush these nasty things.

Apparently, Big Book is a festival... and he neglected to do something about it.

Even though it was originally spread by the brave, the chocolate itself is unconsciously rampant... is it also some kind of godly will?

It's me or Raftaria who kills God.

A rough god? With the monster?

Is the category the same?

"In the meantime, if there's a problem with protection, can we just kill him?"

"Yeah. That's good. I ask about the festival, so I want you to protect me in the demonic areas."

"Wouldn't it be nice if that would stop the noise?

"Yeah. He said he'd come for it."

"Are you bringing me to the village..."

That's a hassle...... well, if you do a good job researching chocolate monsters, it's going to be gold, okay?

But what about that creature living at my place?

No, this might be a good time, but that depends on how long.

You'll be in trouble if you stay all year.

Let's say we leave it to Taniko and Rato, including Etsubaki.

"Well, I wonder what happened to this fucking father"

"What did you do to anger Lord Ivatani?

"First they wanted to show off nasty inventions like horse shit chocolate and make sure they synthesized this chocolate monster boss into horses and philoreals to produce"

"Who eats such unproductive food?

That's a good word for a female knight.

To think of my world, some people would eat it if they didn't even know the exact manufacturing process.

See, when you look at colorants and raw materials, it sucks a lot.

Even so, I don't like filorials and horses that produce chocolate.

"He said it was going to be what we all wanted when it was his logic, right? You think I can sell it?

"... I don't think there's anything wrong with Lord Ivatani"

"Did I tell you I could sell?

"No..."

There's a limit to what you're talking about.

Besides, when I saw the process, no one would eat it.

... No, I think I remember hearing you talk about turning elephant shit into tea.

What an overthought but let's ignore it.

Taniko mumbles and stares at his fucking father.

I guess they almost toyed with the demon. Will you be angry then?

For once, the mother and sister of the thief seem worried.

Looks like you still have family feelings.

But you should stick it out where you're going.

"In the meantime, he has come up with something that could make him a criminal, so I'm gonna put it where I'm gonna put it."

"Yes, sir"

"I think management will entrust the temporary transfer to you guys with brave authority... after I ask the guy who divides the chocolate farmer in detail around here. If you don't have enough men, they're coming to help me."

I'll give you a discount for that.

And, in addition, we stuck our fucking father out to the vigilante and smashed him into the holding cell.

I don't think so, but if you're reflecting, you're gonna grow up.

If you break out poorly, that's what chocolate farmers do. The authority moves to the mother and sister of the thief. Koitz loses his rights completely.

I don't know after that.

It's a good end for scumbags who don't look at the trouble around them.

Thus we bought chocolate from a chocolate farmer run by the parents of the thieves and transported the boss of the chocolate monster to the village.

Then......

"Oh? What is it, Lord Ivatani?

I went on a portal to meet the wise king on official business in the castle, the scum of those who are the brave men of the wand.

"Cunt, keep your head down on me."

"If Lord Ivatani wants it, let's lower it. So if Lord Ivatani can get along with Melty,"

"Ha..."

Wow - I breathed a deep sigh unconsciously.

"I knew it."

If you want me to lower it here, you're going to be promised that there's nothing in the scum.

Even the current exchange seemed like if I let him bow his head, he would be able to proceed with his marriage to Melty or something.

Awesome...... I'm in a different realm of dimensions than my fucking father, scum.

You don't fall for free.

The scum is tilting its neck.

Can't you just guess?

"Something must have happened. Let's do our utmost to lower Lord Ivatani's wrath."

Still, he finds some reason to understand.

"No, because it's good. Get back to work."

"Ha ha..."

"Scum, by the way"

"What is it?

"You don't invent or anything?

"We are studying the cost savings of magic crystals and audio crystals used for lighting venues that Melty intends to host. The materials are here."

It makes us look at the theory of making bissilli and magic crystals available to anyone and the logic that guides us to optimal accuracy in maintaining their luminescence.

Wow... is this technology being poured into such a trivial object?

That's a technology like a light-emitting diode.

"Lord Ivatani wanted you to use the prototype."

I get prototypes from scumbags.

Should I grant magic to this?

It instills magic into Karuku. Then the crystals glow so bright that my eyes glare.

Is that it? Bright but not dazzling.

Wow... I have a lot of ideas.

This would act as a long time lighting with a hint of magic.

It's the difference between cloud mud and the idiot who made some horse shit chocolate.

You call yourself a weasel... and the wise king of wisdom is alive and well in peacetime.

"Yeah. Looks like this is gonna work out for the next one."

"As Lord Ivatani said..."

Well, days go by like this.