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

In front of the outer walls of the city of Gibil, there were many human horses crossing.

It's already before noon, and it's time for a lot of people.

The balds are worried about me getting out of the carriage.

"Then I'll be talking to the Perolo Branch Manager from now on. Everybody stay here."

"... Sepero Branch Manager, right. Are you sure you're okay, Nemaki? Your words are making me very nervous."

"Well, that was Sepelo. I couldn't remember his name because I was trying to erase him from my memory. It's all right now. I'll take care of it."

…………

To discuss this with the Paisley Chamber of Commerce, I decided to go with just the two of us.

Of course, you will be accompanied by the witness, Guinem Bari.

Have you noticed Guinem, he's been following you very hard. There was never anything violent or resistant about it. Ever since the clowns got hit, it's like a whole cat I've borrowed.

But this makes me feel better, too.

If my position was the other way around and I was surrounded by clowns in a gore-free situation, I'm sure I wouldn't be willing to resist......

I have deep sympathy for Guinem Bari.

Ask bald fathers, daughters and grandfathers of your men to wait outside the gate in the carriage while we go to discuss it.

After consulting bald people, I decided that would be the safest.

It's a paisley chamber of commerce that at first glance seems to do as it pleases, but they take on the shape of being superficial and only downright business. Never before has there been any blatant behavior in the whole city.

If you're near this main entrance, there's a lot of people in and out. If you park here, it's unlikely they'll suddenly get their hands on you in case they find you guys at the Chamber of Commerce.

I'm just going to finish the discussion in a short time, just in case the three of you get into some kind of trouble.

"Yes, I don't...! You failed in your request, Paisley. There's no way you can show your face to the Chamber of Commerce. Give me a break."

Just coming to the front of the gate, Guinem Bari, who had been a grown man, began his resistance with a crying face.

I do know how you feel.

If I were in the same position as him, I would never want to go to the Paisley Chamber of Commerce. You'll want to do everything in your power.

But he is a witness to an important crime. I'd be in trouble if you didn't follow me.

"Don't say such a deafening thing now, Guinem... Your testimony is indispensable in order to discuss the situation and settle it properly."

But Guinem Bari doesn't try to move like he's rooted on the ground.

I was on my way.

There's no reason to be so abusive as to force me to drag you.

In the first place, I don't have that kind of skill. Guinem Bari is a fine adult male. You can't be very much like holding a baby.

... Wait. Hold the baby, huh?

Gore would be powerful, and you're really good with hugs.

My partner hugs me very gently so as to envelop me. I'm ashamed to say it because I've been held over and over again, for sure.

"Hey Gore. I'm really sorry, but could you hold him and carry him to the Chamber of Commerce and do it?

I asked Gore.

Because I thought she would carry Guinem Bari to the Chamber of Commerce gently and securely.

Gore, a lump of maternal instinct filled with charity like the Virgin, walks slowly toward Guinem, who wastes as much as a baby on the street.

I was relieved to see what it looked like, and I turned to the main entrance.

All right, this is the real battle from here.

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The main entrance to the city of Gibil was able to pass without any particular problems.

Or if I did, I'd feel like I put you in the city.

When I approached him, the gatekeepers broke left and right to make way for me.

When I first entered the city with the balds, I felt like I was paying for some formalities.

Hey, is the procedure different between a vehicle and walking?

Well, that's a possible story. Only in the case of vehicles, there could be something like a special entry tax. Or do you think there's a tax on loading?

However, I'm a little concerned that all the gatekeepers looked blue at us...

Together, if we even get inside the city, there's no longer any obstacle to the Paisley Chamber of Commerce. The rest is usually just a short walk down the street to the Chamber of Commerce.

Guinem Bari, too, had heard some noise behind his back at first, but it was already quiet now.

My heart must have calmed down because Gore should be holding me gently.

I walked pale across the city of Ziville towards the Paisley Chamber of Commerce.

As we approach the Chamber of Commerce building, there are more and more people around us.

No, there are really so many people. Sounds kind of odd.

On both sides of the street, there's a lot of crowds going on and on.

Many faces peer open from the houses there as well.

From this atmosphere, hey, do you even go through this street in a festive parade? Or is it also a marathon? Thanks. That's how it is.

If we can finish the negotiations quickly, we can all have a look.

Teru, I'm sure you'll be happy.

"Hey, what is that... Is that sunburn? The cathedral golem grabs the human head..."

"Is it not Guinem Bari from" The Four Doors "who is hanging in that bloody mess?

"You didn't lose the golem fight, that guy..."

"My fingers are twisted and bent over my face. That's definitely a trail of brutal torture..."

The people surrounding the street are deliberately noisy.

Honestly, I don't care what you're talking about, but I couldn't afford to pay much attention to my surroundings at this time.

Yes, it is. I refrained from a responsible discussion and was actually terribly nervous.

So much less, we arrived in front of the Paisley Chamber of Commerce and Jibil branch.

It is a large, wooden building with two floors.

It's still splendid. They are definitely financially strong.

It's too mighty for me to be an economically vulnerable person with all my wealth just under five gold coins.

But I protest.

There was no longer any sway in this determination.

Young Teru, kind grandfather, and then bald. In order to protect everyone's life, I have to negotiate with determination.

The Paisley Chamber of Commerce is a bad company that engages in illegal criminal activity behind it. Probably Gone, or threatened or used.

But as a proud culturalist, I'm not willing to pull a step.

From now on, I'm a Negotiator.

I concentrated my spirit and put my temper into it.

"Hey. He's going into Paisley's mall with 'The Four Doors' hanging in the golem"

"You mean the Paisley Chamber of Commerce got into trouble with that guy"

"You've caught my eye with such a crazy, brutal golem. Then you're done with that branch..."

"I don't care what. Please, please. Please avenge my son..."

"Oh, I know how to use that cathedral golem... Rumor has it, it seems like a battle freak who crushed that 'wreck sword' over a whole bunch of private sentences just because he happened to care about it. The street name is, uh... yeah. Only" Tibala's Nightmare "-"

The crowd is badly bothered.

But for me, who was extremely focused, their voice was no longer in my ear at all.

I forcefully opened the door to the Chamber of Commerce and proceeded to the entrance hall.

"... I'd like to see the Sepero Branch Manager"

Best of all, I told the staff with a loud and heartfelt voice in the clearest possible tone. Courtesy needs to be observed, but not with a weak attitude toward negotiation.

But the officials keep looking at this one, and it's solidifying.

All with a frozen look, it's as if time has stopped.

Nobody tries to talk to each other.

There are also a large number of customers, outside merchants and vampires, but they are all rigid for some reason.

"Say it again. I want you to bring the branch manager here. I'm keeping people waiting, and I don't have time.... don't make me go through too much trouble"

Maybe I didn't hear you earlier. I was nervous, too, and maybe my voice was blurred...

I tried to keep my tongue as clear as I could, and asked the staff to speak louder and more forcefully.

If the negotiations last too long, I'll have to stay in this city for another night. Blah, blah. Even now, it's a pretty subtle line in time. Getting to Tibala could be at night. You bald houses are poor and have no budget because you idiots at the Chamber of Commerce do whatever you want. Unscheduled accommodation will surely be a burden.

If I had thought about that, my expression would have gotten a little harsh.

At this moment, as was played, several officials rushed to the back.

Oh, I fell alone. Are you okay......

Or this store. How much do you think I'm too bad for customer service, even though I'm the one in trouble?

Speaking of which, I've been watching the officials for a while now, and I've noticed. There are two types of handsome women, handsome and beautiful, even if their facial expressions are distorted, and shapes that can become terrible if distorted. I found out the new truth.

Somehow I heard people arguing in the back.

Shortly afterwards, the manager of the Sepero branch came out into the hallway to be pushed out of the handsome ones.

Do you sell me? Why did all the guards escape? Something like that, I can hear screams so hard to hear.

Nevertheless, a handsome thing doesn't make for a certain picture even when you're in an ugly fight. I really get it.

Sepelo and the good-looking men are beginning to impersonate some responsibility in the distance.

Looking at that blurry look, I said, "Speaking of which, the wind floating box in the carriage broke is definitely their margin in time... Let's charge the repair fee for Grandpa..."

Meanwhile, Sepelo and the handsome manju were heating up.

The beauties around them are also screaming like keys and monkeys in some way.

Only the faces are beautiful, so the paintings aren't that bad......

It looks like Sepelo ended up being pushed out of the hallway to this room by a difference in numbers. The documents on the counter were flashly scattered all over the floor because of his grasping hands when he resisted.

... Again, these guys usually look like a good bunch of people overwhelmed by facial modeling, but the actual moral and ability averages seem pretty low from me. No way, are they really chosen just for their faces?

But it's amazing how good the economy is with this constituent. Is the head of the Chamber of Commerce still a pretty good person, even if the part covered by illegal activities exists at a level that cannot be ignored?

No, based on the impression that the modus operandi that is feeding people is mostly mechanized, is there rather a powerful manual being created......?

While I was doing that, Sepelo finally rolled out in front of me.

The same grey hair is middle-aged, but her hair is crumbling. Her glasses have dripped off and she is sweating all over her body.

"Hey......"

"Hih! Come on, man! You monster!"

As soon as I spoke, Sepelo panicked and tried to escape. But slip your feet on scattered paperwork and fall. I punched my chest hard on the counter.

A voice sounded like a frog crushed from his throat.

"Kakahihu"

Making a strange breathing noise, Sepelo collapsed to the floor.

... That's not good. That's... Your spleen may be broken.

I rushed over to Sepelo and caused it.

"Hey, you okay?

Of course, I'm so kind and kind, I'm totally out of good faith. Nonetheless, Sepelo has stared at me, blushing with a bright red face.

"Gu, gu... I'm the head of the Paisley Chamber of Commerce, Jibil Branch. I will never swallow your demands!

Ah. Speaking of which, I was here to negotiate...

They were inadvertently losing sight of each other because it was something they were rambling around like monkeys.

Well, because he's having a conversation, too, and you want to start negotiations like this?

"No, I'll have the story listened to. My demands are simply twofold. One thing is, bald shock...... don't get involved in the Chotos Demon Prop Store in the future. The other is to pay the old man, the owner of the carriage, a compensation including the cost of repairing the wind floating box you guys broke. Of course, I won't let him do it."

I really have a lot more to say.

But even if I make a fine request, these guys are the worst people who just care kindly about facial shaping, so they won't listen anyway.

So I decided to make the bare minimum.

Of course, speaking for the truth, I'd just like to claim compensation for baldness and me.

But the truth is, the...

If we poke the assassins' violence as a matter of money, wouldn't we be tempted to steal back the case of the other day's rampage that halved the collectors in massive quantities without question, as a matter of treatment costs and compensation? It's made somewhat now...

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I'm sorry, bald guy, give up the compensation.

I always tell Gore not to let that happen again.

But despite this very cultural and open and just demand of mine, this man named Sepelo was unusually stubborn.

He stared at me, distorting his face to hatred with his blood-running eyes. By the way, he seemed to be the type of beautiful middle-aged man who wouldn't be seen when his face was distorted.

Sepelo had a bright red face and started yelling as he spurned.

"I am a Kinas with clean blood! Even the fools on this land, you filthy blooded eastern barbarians, and so forth, have bloodlines! And character! Everything's different! I won't give in to you!

I was puzzled by this middle-aged man's retarded answer.

Race issues will be completely irrelevant in the first place to this negotiation. The distorted racial prejudice and voter ideology are also horrible, but the thought logic is completely incomprehensible.

That's not good. This guy just has an intelligent face, and the contents are DQN. What do we do, this may not bring us to a discussion......

"I'm in trouble......"

I got a little pessimistic, and I groaned sadly with a slightly crying look on my face.

At that moment, all of a sudden, Sepelo started screaming.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Yikes!? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!!"

!?

I was surprised and almost let go of my hand grabbing Sepelo's clothes.

And I remembered.

Yeah, you can't let go of this hand. Never miss an opportunity to negotiate. What were you worried about, me? My hard work depends on the future life of an old child.

That's when I felt soft warmth on my back. Gore.

When I look at it, Gore snuggling up on my back shows his face on my right shoulder and looks at me worried.

Speaking of which, what's wrong with you, Guinem Bari?

... Fair enough. Yeah, you shouldn't worry about Gore either. As a good partner, we need to make sure that we make good progress in difficult negotiations.

I put my strength into my hand grabbing Sepelo's clothes.

The fighting spirit is too strong. I can do it. No, we have to do it.

I tried to get my face closer to Sepelo, I thought.

I've been feeling it for a long time now, the sight of the surrounding officials and customers, frightened by this unexplained fear….

Hey, isn't that because you're scared of my face?

I originally had a bad sense of sight.

In retrospect, at the moment when the ancient dragon died, my face in his eyes was, on the contrary, like a great demon king of terror. Indeed, that is a level face that begins to cry and beg for life when the weak-hearted see it.

What do you mean?

Am I unconsciously intimidating and intimidating others around me, like the violent ones I hate the most?

Smile...... yes. All I need now is a smile.

I smiled and put my face closer to Sepelo.

With his face toward Sepelo, the moment I laughed, I had no idea that the people around me had begun to tremble even more blue.

"I don't care about your lineage. I want you to listen to my demands properly and at least make a compromise arrangement. … let's have a discussion"

"Hiya, you barbarian! I'm a proud Kinas! He's a beautiful and brilliant man, chosen by that one! Me, no, no, no, no!!!"

!?

Sepelo started screaming again.

But I wasn't scared anymore.... Sorry, I lied. Surprised and somewhat lumpy.

But I managed to keep smiling.

"So I don't care about you. The point is, will you listen to my demands, because that's all I'm talking about? … let's have a discussion"

"Discussion, nothing, this, torture, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!"

I'm confused, but I didn't try and break my smile.

"I want you to speak the right language... If you can't answer me with difficult words, I'd like to at least just Jesus. … let's have a discussion."

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo savage!!!"

……!?

"Hagiaaaaaah! Nhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Huh?"

... Did you go twice now?

As I was confused, two soft sensations moved subtly to the left when I was marshmallows pressed modestly against my back.

And now, Gore's all over my left shoulder.

I don't know, Gore. Is this a new game? But now it's a bit important for me to talk to the manager...

Negotiations made it extremely difficult.

Discussions on the parallel lines continued, and Sepelo's screams were repeated about five more times.

Except for the first series of mysterious screams, ordinary screams would have been repeated a total of 10 times.

At this time, Gore's sensation slipped away from his back.

I didn't play for you, so did I shin?

I'm sorry. When this is over, I'll deal with a lot of them...

And after that, Sepelo kept screaming, over and over again, to get me out of my way.

Whenever he exclaimed, the people around him wet their hips and went in, as well as those who stood up and fainted.

But there's no one to leave. It's as if I've lost the time to escape, standing on the spot.

Perhaps Sepelo's shouts are starting to intimidate and annoy even the people around him.

I gave this man my heart.

Still, from earlier on, I smell some bad blood.

Is there even blood on the robe after the battle? I'll have to check back later.

Well, since Gore left my back, Sepero's screams have already been repeated about 10 times.

This probably means one total big scream, usually 20? A man who shouts so well as he can.

Once again, Gore stuck to my back perfectly, coming out of my right shoulder with my face.

Oh? Are you back? Where have you been playing?

But the look on Sepelo's face when he saw Gore come back to his right was amazing.

He looked full of despair, like a sinner who had gone to hell for nothing.

Anyway, I've only been screaming since this guy just now, but I guess he just forgot what I asked for...

Should I explain it again for once?

"Hey, if you don't know my story well, I hope I told you again from the beginning properly. I can't help but smell annoying. How many times do I have to explain this to you?... Hey, let's have a discussion?

I smile softly and try to speak gently to Sepelo.

Sepelo is sweating gently and breathing rough repeatedly with his earthy face.

My eyes are already cloudy and out of focus. My pupils were open.

The cause would be too loud.

"Hi-hi, too, I'm already yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!"

Sometimes from earlier on, I feel like something thick is broken when I'm bokin ', or something hard when I'm beckoning.

But I'm almost wiped out by Sepero's awesome screams. Besides, my ears were already kinky because of him screaming by my face.

So I wasn't sure if it was my fault or what.

"Hey, even if I keep doing this over and over, I think my opening hours are just over. Am I supposed to finish work early?

I smiled and suggested to Sepelo.

"... hey, it's time to have a discussion"

"Ahhh, whatever you do... No more..."

Thus, Sepelo finally listened to me.

If you don't break down your attitude of discussion, you will also be able to make difficult negotiations.

I also felt as a peaceful culturalist that I had taken a step higher.

Full of accomplishments, I didn't make a smile, but a smile in the true sense.

I looked at my side like that, and Gore, who was stuck, looked happy.