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

Slowly open your eyes in the thin light of dawn.

In front of me, there were two deep red eyes that stared inadvertently at me.

Whoa! Face close!?

Oh, what the fuck...

I'd like you to stop doing this because I'm surprised.

I wake up.

When I wake up in the morning like this, it reminds me of the dog I was always trying to wake up from licking my sleeping face.

After all, the Golem is a dog...

Gore just doesn't lick the pepper, maybe it's still like this.

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It's still an early morning. A little chilly.

We left the inn and started walking to the Givir branch of the Paisley Chamber of Commerce.

Of course, it is a four-person unit with an unsure combination: the Magic King, the Golem, the Bald, and the 5-year-old.

Many people have already crossed the streets of the city of Givir in the early morning.

People in this world wake up early.

Speaking of which, Dr. Speria, you were up very early.

... No, was that because the monkeys attacked with the sunrise?

So much less, we arrived in front of the main entrance to the building of interest.

I stood in front of the door and looked up at the splendid building.

This branch of the Paisley Chamber of Commerce is quite large.

Two floors of wood, but several times the size of other buildings to and from. The bald shops were also somewhat larger stores, but compared to this Chamber of Commerce, they could be described as a total whisperer.

Architectural styles are also somewhat different from those of surrounding buildings, and when you look closely at them, such as column heads and decorative lattices, they are handy, and obviously have a high degree of architectural decoration.

Definitely. This store is profitable.

Well, whatever it is, I just want to finish my errands and make it breakfast.

As a matter of fact, we haven't had breakfast yet.

After I woke up in the morning, I took care of myself and arrived early from the Inn to this Chamber of Commerce.

Lizards are probably getting nervous, forgetting about breakfast, etc.

There's a neighborhood under my eyes, and maybe this guy hasn't been able to sleep well last night.

Naturally. Although it was only the other side of the business that was requested by the Chamber of Commerce, indirectly this Chamber of Commerce and I were in trouble the other day. Well, it's mainly because our gore has made a lot of noise...

Even so, it only pays off debts peacefully.

This in itself can be considered a very normal and normal procedure, and I wouldn't mind letting a single bald person go to the Chamber of Commerce.

But I decided to accompany the bald ones.

Until I thought it would be a good opportunity to actually look at the way this world does business and the contractual aspects. The point is social studies.

I wasn't worried about baldness. I hope you don't get me wrong.

A splendid entrance hall with wide wooden construction.

It was a well-dressed middle-aged man with glasses who greeted us at the Chamber of Commerce.

You're a beautiful middle-aged man. It's very different from baldness. How unfair is God......

I want you to divide the stylish uncle ingredient into bald spots by about 1 percent. Face to face like this, I'm picturesque too bald for pity.

Two men, a man and a young man, are holding back from the middle-aged Americans.

Whoa, these guys are awesome looking, too.

Bad. In a party formation called Bald and Me, we've lost completely before the faction fought over here.

Hey bald, I'm coming down, not from this fight!

"Hey, Mr. Chotos! I didn't expect you to bother coming out of there..."

Grey Hair Eyeglasses Middle-aged welcomed baldness with a warm attitude.

As far as the disturbances of the other day are concerned, they are not at least ostensibly crisp. It is a very adult response.

Here, he apologized to bald as he seemed sorry.

"No, there seemed to be some serious misconduct the other day with the vendor who was asking for the collection... I'm so sorry. Officials in charge have been severely punished."

Hmm. Was it still out of order?

I guess that is. It's not something a decent lender would do, such as ask such an anti-social group to set it up. But the next time something like this happens, I won't forgive you for being warm with me and boulders anymore. Litigation.

I decided to convince them once and for all.

Well, I'm an outsider.

Bald sat at his desk and began the repayment process.

I've been standing behind a bald spot holding Teru for a while now, stealing all the contract papers he had.

Teru, you're still a little naughty. Early in the morning.

Well, is this what this world contract looks like?

I see. You need both autographs and thumbprints.

Hmm? The paper texture is so special that I can tell just by looking at it.

This somehow feels similar to the Servé clan plaque in the example. Is there any sorcery? The clan tag didn't burn, and a little bit of important documents in this world may be treated with magic to prevent counterfeiting and fouling.

I kind of shifted my eyes to the contract contents as it was, and I gave it a little bit.

What is this interest rate, you're not stupid!? Instead of the salad before the law was amended, it's not this bad even in the Edo era!?

Geez, and the calculation method is tiny. This. Interest swells up before you know it, and this...

Besides, the M.O. smells strangely modern...... Somehow, even if, for example, I had a modern knowledge of different worlds, I would make a contract like this. I'll pack a little more. This guy has somewhat naive contents.

Either way, if I could dye my hands with such evil as this, which feeds on the lives of others, I would choose to be a proud culturalist, clean and incisive.

Hmm. But is this the Chamber of Commerce of this world a ghost...??

Maybe you should take good care of yourself from me so you won't get caught up in the same M.O. again for baldness.

... you may have already noticed.

I assume that I am oblivious to the money account, but I'm not motivated, so I usually just don't try to do it at all, and I didn't actually think I could do it.

No, rather clearly, there was actually a fairly high potential.

At any rate, it was at this time that I had merely looked at the contract and completely cut off the back of the paisley chamber of commerce contract.

Potentially, at least, he framed the Paisley Chamber of Commerce in a trap of commerce and contract to absorb assets and possess a level of talent that could be matched by different worlds of dark gold.

For once, it may have been possible to help the cute girls in need and become the lord of the different world harlems of dreams, thanks to the power of the money earned from the illegal treasure lending business. That kind of route might have been possible.

... but I never realized this secret business genius of mine in my future life.

It was a total waste of talent.

It is not motivating, because it is as if we do not try to do it. And it was synonymous with not being able to do it. Therefore, my ability to manage money was completely synonymous with less than garbage......

Teru says, falling asleep and munching.

I stood silently in the Chamber of Commerce lobby as I held Teru up and laid him to sleep.

And I was somewhat thinking of an unfamiliar middle-aged man who was greeted with tears in his eyes by the good-looking people who wouldn't even kill bugs when they kindly showed him the difficult interest calculation contract documents that would allow him to make medicine for his sick wife and daughter.

Thinking and staring at the universe, the brilliant interior of the merchant museum enters my eyes even though I don't like it.

When I thought this beautiful building was built on the tears of gentle people like him, somehow, the back of my chest was no longer there.

While we are doing so, the baldness repayment process seems to be progressing without delay.

However, the example middle-aged beauty I had earlier dealt with baldness seemed to care more about me standing behind me than baldness during the procedure.

Since the first time he greeted me, that man had always caught me at the edge of his gaze.

The bald spot doesn't seem to realize that. Sounds like you were nervous and not quite there. After all, he is bald at first sight.

The sticky gaze in the back of his glasses, which defines a person in a light, honestly wasn't a very comfortable object.

Hey, don't. Don't look at me with nasty eyes! Too bad I don't have that hobby!!!

Grey Hair Eyeglasses It was me who was frightened in vain by the gaze of a middle-aged man, but there was another thing I was concerned about from the beginning.

It's about Gore.

As a matter of fact, Gore's movements have been strange ever since he entered the Chamber of Commerce building.

It's always the same thing that sticks diagonally backwards to lean against me. But occasionally, a few times, there was a time to twitch to move before my oblique.

Gore is still looking behind the lobby.

It's not funny.

This guy takes his gaze off me mostly when he finds a monkey, and he moves diagonally forward when he tries to protect me and fight.

But some of these classy chambers of commerce, no monkeys, no dinosaurs, no chimps, couldn't possibly be...

Behind the lobby, there's a place like a waiting area. Early in the morning, but a good number of guests were seated.

I tried to follow Gore's gaze with my eyes somehow.

At that time, all one man looked at me.

He's a right-faced man with an eyelid. He's handsome, too.

The moment I met my eyes, the man was obviously upset.

What the hell is that?

When I was surprised, the bald guy who just finished the process came back here.

"You're done, Nemaki. You're done paying your debts."

"Oh well. He's superimposed."

I looked back at the bald one gently and said so, and when I looked back again, the eyelid man was gone there.

I looked inside the lobby, but I'm nowhere.

It disappeared like smoke.

"That's crazy. Until just now, I was there..."

"What's wrong, Nemaki?

My baldness started to buzz when I saw how I was doing.

"That's the guy who was sitting over there..."

In an attempt to point to the person in the waiting room for an explanation, I noticed.

Shit. My hands are blocked because I'm holding Teru......

When I left the Chamber of Commerce, I was mistaken for a number of employees in the building.

They were all just beautiful men and women.

Everyone in the staff has a fair level of aesthetics.

Somehow, I felt uncomfortable.

Whether I'm in the city of Tibura or this city of Zibil, there are quite a few people in this world watching. Most of them are foreign faces, and some have unusual hair colors. But they're all very ordinary people. It's never called the Beautiful Man Beautiful World.

In the first place, I still haven't grasped the beauty and ugliness of this world.

Culture changes people's perceptions of their appearance surprisingly. Even in the same cultural area, times have changed dramatically. Originally, it can be said that people's faces are beautiful or ugly. Is it easy to understand that women in peacetime preferred the face of the grapevine even in detail? In warring times, there are stories of men who were pretty hot with mustaches and fat.

An example pizza husband who got along at the restaurant and had a tepaol noodle was reputed to be a beauty form about Gore. There is probably no doubt that Gore is beautiful by this world standard. It is possible that this world has an aesthetic sense of approximation to the original world.

However, when you make this look like a neat piece of art about Gore, it's not going to be about this level of talk with some cultural or era differences. When I look at San Pietro's Pietà or something, it's like I'm too beautiful to lose my temper even in modern times. Honestly, it's a suspicious line to appreciate the fact that I was in the Chamber of Commerce and was only "the type of handsome beauty that modern Japanese receive."

Besides, this guy is a golem. Like a dog in a dog show, there may also be a unique aesthetic criterion for the appearance of the golem. It is also possible that the pizza husband was saying about it. Whatever. The Golem is almost a dog.

The conversation has gone out of line... In short, yes.

It's rather hard to think that the ugly criterion of this world is exactly the same as the world I was in. At least there should be a slight error.

However, despite all the different types of people, the employees of this Paisley Chamber of Commerce all looked judged to be beautiful men and women without a gap, based on my values of modern Japanese people. Without one exception.

At the same time, it may not be strange. I guess this is what happened to the result I chose for my talent. In the first place, assuming you're choosing an official just to see if it's your preferred face, the HR representative at this Chamber would be the worst person to call incompetent. That's hard to think about. If you're a receptionist or a salesman, most of the staff are probably clerical, right? If I were a proprietor, I'd be firing my HR rep in two seconds like that.

Besides, it's good for me to know what's going on with Paisley Chamber of Commerce personnel. Because there's no longer even anything to do with it.

Maybe it's uncomfortable that I ignored it.

But it's just a little, just a little bit - something, I had a bad feeling.

... Well. This is entirely for the record.

Beyond the mysterious appearance evaluation criteria of people in this world, in other words, the possibility also exists that there is a dreamy development that "I was actually super handsome to the women of this world".

Yes, it is. It exists, gentlemen!

But... Every young woman in this world, even if she speaks to me with a flowery smile at first, gradually turns pale and ends up running away. Without one exception.

And the last one, he's no longer looking at my face or anything. He said he couldn't look at the shaping of my face, but he's completely out of his sight.

For some reason, everyone is looking at my oblique back space with a face drawn to fear.

Oh, yeah.

Actually, I'm more likely to be a super busament to the women of this world.

I'm getting sad, so let's not talk about this anymore......

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The bright morning sun was starting to light up the city of Givir.

After the Paisley Chamber of Commerce, we're walking down the street side by side.

"This is the end of the debt to the Chamber of Commerce. Really relieved. Thank you, Nemaki, it's all because of you. Thank you so much......"

"Heh? Oh...... Yeah."

Lizards are weeping. You have a dirty face, dude, don't.

I mean, you can't forget to thank me for being bald, but your fight is coming, right? Your shop, you pay your debts, and you think this is finally the starting line from here?

Even the products in the store are perfectly clear, and the customers' feet will remain far apart. We need to grow a little Teru while we run the store. I don't think that's a lot of hard work.

You know exactly what that area is. Hey, you're bald.

Common sense my worries approximate, baldness is a heartfelt relieved smile with sweat and tears.

"No...... Nevertheless, I didn't expect Mr Sepelo to come out on purpose. I got nervous."

"Mr. Sepelo?

Oh. Are you talking about the grey-haired, middle-aged man with the monstrous sexuality of an example?

He was indeed someone who seemed somewhat of a high profile.

"... that guy, he's a great guy?

"He's the branch manager over there. If you ask me if I'm great, you're the greatest in that store. At that age, you can't be that much of a business genius. He's from the Kinas clan, where the Paisley Chamber of Commerce is based."

Yeah...... Kinas clan.

I don't care.

That branch manager was a sexuality or something like that, too, only to forget it just now.

"Thank you. Why don't we all go get some tepaol noodles?

"Ha!? I don't care, I'm sure you've heard!...... ha"

He was a sighing bald spot like that, but there he became a stiff face.

"Ah. Speaking of which, I'm sure you still wanted to have breakfast today. Nervous and totally forgotten!

"You finally realized that! Come on, bald guy!

We had a noisy conversation and walked in line to the mass canteen on the street.

Nevertheless......

Will the little lady who sleeps in my arms not wake up yet?

Me, come on, my hands are getting numb...