The Sorcerer King of Destruction and the Golem of the Barbarian Queen

The day after we bought the pants, the four of us headed to a city called Ziville.

branch of the Paisley Chamber of Commerce there, to pay off bald debt.

This Paisley Chamber of Commerce is a fairly large chamber of commerce, and its head office is located in another clan. It's only one of the branches in Zibil.

Gibil, here in the north direction of Tibala, seems to be a pretty big city.

In my spare time, I decided to go sightseeing and shopping around the world, and I decided to accompany Baldy.

It was just that.

Nothing, I was a little worried about the baldness going to the Bad Salad Gold Chamber of Commerce with a lot of money, and for that reason, I refused.

As for staying overnight over there, Tibala said it would be a two day round trip itinerary.

So I just have to take Teru with me. Letting a five-year-old leave me alone for the whole two days is a ghost business.

What a carriage the journey to the city of Zibil is.

This was apparently what the bald guy had arranged for all sorts of things yesterday.

Well, Teru is here. A forcible army on foot two days back and forth by carriage to a five-year-old is the devil's business.

Even so, naturally, there's no big budget for baldness right now.

They're going to give me a ride to someone else's carriage to get to Jibil.

From what I've seen, it looks like we're the only hitchhikers.

Either way, it's my first ride to this world. To be honest, I'm excited.

Using a two-headed front carriage.

Again, in other worlds, horses are usually horses. There's no such thing as a deer in the shape of a horn or an eye hanging from it. These are normal, gentle-eyed horses.

The carriage also looks very much the same as the original world stuff.

No, does it have a big body for two heads...?

Plus, there's some unfamiliar device under the carrier.

What is that? It bothers me a lot.

It was a dangerous sign.

If here I start an academic investigation of the carriage as I desire, and in case it ends up heating up as it is and jerking it down for a long time, I will be greatly delayed in departing.

Aside from bothering bald people. However, if the delivery schedule is delayed, it will cause a lot of inconvenience to the owner of the carriage.

I desperately suppressed my impulse.

Now, before I get in the carriage, I'm going to say hello to your old man.

Courtesy is important.

"Thank you for the ride to us. Nice to meet you today."

"No, no, it's nice to meet you. If a rumored golem user of the martial arts is going to be a caution stick all over the city right now, I don't feel safe either. Lately, the streets have been damaged by warcraft."

The old man grinned refreshingly with a stern face that burned in the day.

My fondness for my grandfather grew to the insignificant realization that he would deliberately lift it in order not to frighten the young man.

He's a really sweet guy. My rumors, etc., would really only be about the illegal violent shakedown I had with the installer the other day......

Actually, before I got on the carriage, I was thinking about letting the horses touch me, too.

I don't hate horses as well as monkeys and deer.

I had a kind of respect for this noble and delicate animal that I had walked with for a long time.

But right after I started throwing my hot gaze at the horse, the gore behind me started twitching and releasing the cold kill.

Yes, it is. I was completely oblivious, but Gore, who had experience of being bullied by wild monkeys and dinosaurs, was very bad at animals.

The smart, delicate horses who noticed the killing had become badly upset.

Your grandfather had difficulty deceiving the frightening horse. My partner's crude phase made me really sorry......

I moved backwards and boarded a wide carriage of front carriages.

There are not so many loads loaded and there is plenty of room for four to relax.

If you look at your feet trying to lower your hips, the empty space on the carrier was covered with a thick blanket that looked comfortable to sit on.

After all, my outlook didn't seem wrong. Your grandfather is a caring gentleman.

Bald and Teru were already on the carrier.

Following me, Gore comes in, too, and sits next to me leaning in.

I thought so.

I wonder if Gore will be caught up in the weight limit of the luggage car.

How much the hell does this guy weigh?

To be honest, I think Gore weighs in there. At least, I don't think the unusual and obstinate lightness that Gore usually makes me feel is what this unusual guy's body is producing, and not the actual weight.

When the ancient earth dragon's temper struck me and I was not close to my body, I felt a relatively firm weight when I held it up. I don't think the weight at that time was of my skinny daughter as she looked. I used to hold and hold my sister in a similar shape to Gore, who followed me around. But I think he felt a little lighter when he held him up. Well, but in my sister's case, she's taller than Gore... - Hmm?

Hey, what!? I had a sister?

Oh, shit! I can't remember anything at all when I try to remember. Hey, what's going on? Explain, Lübeu Zailaine!

... well.

Nevertheless, even when I lived in a basin borough shop with Gore, the floor never fell out. I don't think there was anything like a huge cargo carriage when I boarded the carriage earlier. It shouldn't weigh like stone statues. Not to mention the weight of the stone columns in the raw material can't be. I'm putting a "lighter weight" on this guy's body when he produces it.

Mm-hmm. I don't know. Next time, why don't you force me to hold you up...?

While discussing Gore's fuselage specs, the wagon passed the west gate of Tibura and left the city.

I saw the city of Tibura from behind the carrier.

Outside the West Gate, an old gatekeeper, who doesn't even look strong enough, stands in peace, not doing anything in particular.

With the streets, his appearance gradually turned away, too.

Looking at it like this, it's a really laid-back city.

Speaking of which, on the east side of the city stood something like a watchdog, but nothing on the west side over here.

"You're not standing on the west side."

"Oh?... Oh, you mean the observatory. That's a look at the eastern temper. Never before has there been any kind of distraction coming this way. Well, for people's peace of mind."

"Ah. I see, that's what you mean"

It wasn't a facility for external enemies, was it?

Looks like this was a really peaceful land. I was somewhat confused as to whether it was a slightly rough world because wars between small countries continued in the East, but apparently it was worrying.

Soon after, he reached the crossroads of the streets.

The carriage headed north and turned right.

Yes. Actually, this street, it wasn't the main road to the west. Just ahead of the city of Tibala, it was also branching out to the north and south.

Such a path is not on the old map found in Zaylane's study.

Perhaps it is a relatively new path that has been made.

This is probably why Tibala, who was supposed to have been blocked east by dirt temper and at the end of the street, was seen quite busy and travelling a lot. Tibala used to make this street an inn for people coming from the North and the South.

Geographically, if we take the streets straight west, we should eventually reach the capital of this country, so I think the users of the Inn Town itself should probably be extravagant.

For once, the people of the city of Tibala, blocked by temper the streets of the east, may have worked hard to develop the north and south roads. A man's business is also great.

The carriage relaxes down the street to the north.

The carriage does not shake unexpectedly. It's a very different level from automobiles. The speed is out, but the shake is even smaller because the speed is slower than that of an automobile.

I thought it would be more rattling.

That's where I realized. Hey, isn't that because of the mystery device under that carrier?

Speaking of which, it looked like my grandfather was going down your podium before he left and messing with that device somehow.

Hey, is that some kind of magic trick, too?

Gosh, I'm starting to wonder...!

I thought I'd ask the expert bald guy, but he's asleep now. I can kick you up, but I don't know, because Teru sleeps with a bald knee pillow, too. If you slap a bald spot, it could even happen to Teru in a chain reaction.

Teru was so excited about her outing last night that she couldn't sleep. I was up pretty late. Besides, the carriage was so happy and hazy until just now. I'm sure you're tired. I can't work as a livestock that would interfere with this sleep...

Shall I ask your grandfather directly?

But this is behind the carrier, so we have a little distance to talk to him sitting on your podium. If I'm alone, I can move the luggage clearance up close and talk to you, but Gore definitely wants to follow me. This guy has a pretty cluttered handling of objects other than me and my possessions, so he could push off loaded baggage. I mean, absolutely, the horse frightens Gore.

I can't. Ask no one...

I gave up solving the mystery of the carriage and watched the view spread behind the carriage.

Totally different from the carefree reddish land I've traveled on.

It's a fertile green flat.

When it comes to how we know it's fertile, it's because a vast field of well-grown wheat or something emerges from time to time.

I also saw him like a golem walking in the field several times in the distance.

Is it a farming golem?

I don't know exactly because of the distance, but it looks close to Gore in his early Dessant doll state.

And that's a lot of sheep. I often see herds in the distance.

I don't know what breed that is, either, but it looks like a regular sheep.

The sheep who relax and eat grass are covered in white and coffin hair. Like a monkey, the surface of the body is not made of rock.

When a lot of sheep are solidified, it's like a white carpet of coffin.

It is a truly relaxing scene.

Somehow the fertile flatlands of this world are unnatural. It even feels extra.

And there's another thing I've been wondering about for a while.

"Ah, it's ruins again..."

I shrugged looking at the view.

Sometimes you can see abandoned houses mixed in with bumps and rarely appearing houses.

"... oh. It's a recent phenomenon of activation of warcraft. There are dangerous warcraft around here every now and then. A lot of people have moved to big cities and places for fear of warcraft."

Whoa, baldness, were you awake?

But you just made a statement that bothers me. This guy.

Dangerous Warcraft, so...?

"- No way, monkey!?"

Those monkeys! Are you telling me you were traveling to a place like this without my permission and causing trouble to all the farmers in the area!? Whoa!

"Sa monkey!? What is that? I've never heard of monkey-type warcraft in this region...?? Anyway, it's a warcraft called Flame Bicorn that's been causing damage in this area lately."

"Flame Dingle Beast?

Aren't you a monkey?

When you say binoculars, you're like a single beast, or a relative of a unicorn, I guess. Does that mean a horse warcraft?

Is it a unicorn, otherworldly wonder horse that spits fire?

"Flaming binoculars are big horns with twisted vicious twists and big four-legged walking warcraft with hoisted creepy eyes. He also has a fierce personality, that he comes at ease without fear of people at all."

Whoa. Isn't that a super nasty horse?

Hmm? Eyes suspended on two twisted corners......?

I also feel that the trait, it kind of looks familiar...

Nevertheless, I've never seen a horse warcraft or anything. It's still your fault.

Bald continues to talk further with a serious face.

"Besides, he sucks even worse if it's also a fight. It scatters the super-high fever flames it produces between the two horns, turning a strip per area into a sea of fire. Even here, just one head emerged along the street, and it's been devastating and devastating."

hey, what the fuck is that horse!? it would be too bad!

Bad beasts are no longer on the level.

If you encounter it, surely you will burn to death......

"On top of that, I don't know because the flaming binoculars have fast legs. I've come to say that I can't capture you in a crusade."

Oh, come on. You're fast.

Doesn't that mean you can't get away with it...

Never want to meet......

"Hey. You're not gonna bowl it together, are you? I mean, why don't we just take it easy and move around? also, better hurry..."

It was me with a full hip pull, but the bald spot on the other side doesn't look like it. What a lack of crisis.

"Well, it wasn't originally the kind of warcraft that goes out into the streets, and there's so much to worry about. For some reason, the sightings seem to be completely interrupted in the last few days. Besides, in case anything happens, your goletalu will be on it. I'm sure you'll feel safe."

Asshole or bald! You mistook our Gore for a fighting dog or something!?

I won't let Gore fight such a crazy arsonist horse, I will!

It would be pathetic in case of a burn!

After that, we had a terrific carriage trip, chatting crap.

I was chatting with bald people and I noticed that Hi people of this world, I feel the concept of land ownership is pretty loose. Seems like they live on empty land around there, migrate, and do it freely. Perhaps there is fertile land. The impression that there is excess is not incorrect.

Somehow, if Lübeu Zailaine summoned me to be a relatively greedy economics grounder who feels like he's not neglecting my money account, but doing a cross-world territorial reform or something, I feel that this world, has been lightly devoured. Like the rustic, heart-warming Native-Americans who were driven home by white settlers.

After all, didn't Zaylane's asshole completely miss the nomination?

It doesn't seem to me like academic ground or temper that creates the hell out of this world due to discrimination and concentration of wealth...