Kawaranu Mono ＜Kirameki no Gōremu＞

I will be a golem.

I snuck aboard a boat leaving the trading city of Zayhod and crossed into the deeply misty continent of Joesa. They say there are many labyrinths on this continent. I am aiming for Qwardross, a city on the side of such a labyrinth.

It seems that race doesn't make much sense on this continent. Because race has nothing to do with challenging the labyrinth. It's just a question of how much you can dive and how much you can attack the labyrinth. It doesn't matter if you're a human, a beast, a lizard, or even a bug, a ghost, or a demon. It only matters if you have the power or not.

I listen to the story on the boat, and if the ghosts and demons are okay, I am aiming for Qwardross with a pale expectation that even the golem is okay.

As I arrived at the labyrinth city of Kwardross, I activated [Hidden] to see what was happening in the city at a distance. Hmm, there are definitely people of all races. Oh, what a trick he is! Whoa, some of them are demonic. On the side of the demonic guy, there were some beasts, but maybe they're throwing a party or something.

Um, this doesn't seem like I need to hide myself either. The legend of the Golem of the Adventurer begins now!

I solved [Hidden] and walked into Kwardross.

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Entering the labyrinth city, I follow the adventurers who walk in front of me a little while.

Perhaps the adventurers will go to the kind of building where they will be based. If I were to go first, I would be an Adventurer Guild. This is the best way for me not to hear the way.

I feel a glimpse. Hehe, you must be blinded by the beauty of my metal body. I don't have a choice! I ignored my gaze and followed the adventurers.

Well, the adventurers went into a slightly larger building. Next to the entrance to the building is a sign with a sword crossed crest. I'm sure this is the Adventurer's Guild on this continent. I'm going inside.

Then there was the weapons store. There are many kinds of weapons. Cool big swords, spears, halvards, mace. Anything!

Oh, my God. I failed.

I wonder why those adventurers would come to the weapons store first. Let's go for the Adventurer Alliance!

Because of me, I look around at all the weapons in the store. Try holding swords, axes, etc. But they're all light. The earlier adventurers left after the shopping, when the clerk who was inside the counter called out, "Come back". I thought I was leaving, too, and I saw the clerk in the counter.

The hair of the toy is pinned like a trifle in the back. The mustache is also Bobo. My body is rough, but I'm not that tall. Isn't this man a bit of a dwarf? Dwarf to the weapons store. When convinced by one that it was a classic when it came to classic, the man took the hammer out of the bottom of the counter in large measure.

Why the hammer?

I shake my neck. Dwarf is opening his eyes and his nose is getting a little rough. I keep my eyes open too much, I'm a little scared. I'm congesting.

"Me, metal golem," Dwarf mutters.

Um, that's my thing. I snort. Dwarves slowly, jizzily approaching. I lag behind Jiri too. Hey, what is it? This old man! What's the point!

Then you swing the hammer down in the store! I wouldn't have a problem hitting it, but I raised my hands and avoided it reflexively. I think this Dwarf, that one, was definitely coming to crush me.

I can't swallow a knob, but I take my breath with Gokuri. Naturally, I can't even breathe because I don't have a mouth. I am a golem that cares about the atmosphere.

Dwarf pounds his tongue "chip" and pounds the hammer at me over and over again! I twitch like a mole. It's getting a little fun!

Don! Hyoi. Don! Don! Hyoi. Don't be silly. Ha-ha-ha, you can't hit me with that kind of attack! Mojao, show me more guts!

I move my hand toward Quiqui and Dwarf's Mojao. Mojao's teeth look more remorseful before my spare attitude of calling.

"Damn, metal golems can be a good weapon material!"

What! I was being targeted for that reason!? Don't be afraid to treat me like a material, Mojao. Is metal golem an ingredient, I have become one smart.

"I don't run away from this much, metal golems are rare. With my hammer, I can do anything!"

Mojao is throwing up a dialogue like a miscellaneous fish character with a hammer in his hand and letting him breathe out a little. You think you can defeat me if you go around! Sweet, sweet! Mojao! Your thoughts are sweeter than maple syrup!

{Log: The effect of [enlightenment stuff] has sedated the state of excitement}

If you think you can do something about it, don't avoid it. Mojao waves the hammer down with his full strength. I take the hammer on my own without any defense.

The hammer hit my head with a loud noise called GUARN!!!

It was a little shocking, but it doesn't hurt at all. It seems more painful to Mojao rather. I couldn't hold the hammer and I dropped it on the floor with Don. Mojao is kneeling on the floor, too, groaning.

I softly lay my hands on Mojao's shoulder like that. Mojao looks up to me. I take my hand off Mojao's shoulder, and when I sift my neck, I wave left and right, and gesture that my hands are useless with my palms up beside my body.

My gesture seems to have been properly passed on to Mojao. Mojao looks at me like that, turns his face bright red and yells, "Damn it!!" but he can't hold a hammer because his hands are numb.

I look over the floor in the store where Mojao vandalized. The ground is a sloppy floor, like dirt, so, well, you'll be fine. To Mojao, then raise your hand and I'll leave the store behind.

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Damn, it was hard on me because those adventurers aren't going straight to the Adventurer Guild. Mojao's is a dangerous spot for me. Let's not get any closer.

I'll head out onto the main street of the city and walk that way. Whoa, there was a building where adventurous people would go in. It's a bigger building than the weapons store just now. Um, now it's time for the Adventurer Guild to make a mistake. I slowly open the door and go inside.

Shortly after entering the guild, they turned their gaze, but after a while, they all went out of sight. I see. You mean observe new arrivals? I move on to one counter. The counter is as tall as mine. By the way, I am about a meter tall. I stretch my back and manage to see my face from the receptionist.

The receptionist who was in the counter, he looks at me, like, what? Speaking of guild receptionists, I just thought it was something I was dealing with with the iron wall smile and not getting wet, but it seemed like my buyout.

I would like to register as an adventurer with the receptionist, but I appeal only with my hands. The receptionist is, uh, confused. Can't you still pass it on just by hand? Oh, my God.

With that kind of interaction, they got the attention around them. Some kind of adventurer calls out to me. That's a charao.

"Dude, you got cameo in trouble. Golem, where is your master Tamer?"

I'm not sure what Charao is saying. You must mean the receptionist who interacts with me. Just wondering what my husband Tamer means?

"Hmm? Are you a wild golem, you? No, I don't think so."

And he looks at me with a bump. What, this charao? I thought you were helping me a little, but you don't seem to.

"But you don't have a sign of obedience. Hmm."

Charao pulled out his sword in a hurry. The receptionist said, "Mr. Guglio! I have trouble getting my sword pulled out within my guild!!" he says.

"Seagull, I suddenly appeared in the guild. You want me to exorcise the monster? You can't be thankful and stopped!"

That's how Charao was suddenly slaughtered. I took Charao's hand and threw it at the door at my command. Not at all, of course. My arm lifted, because if something happens to me, it's hard. I'm sure Charao just wanted to show the receptionist something nice. Making a noise called Ga, Charao broke through the door and disappeared.

The door broke wide open.

Charao, what the hell. You won't charge me for the repair, will you? I don't have any money at all. Rather, I don't have anything right now, not just money. I want a brush or a towel. I'll definitely get you in this labyrinth city!

The receptionist is also a little surprised when she turns to the receptionist. Well, that's not a bad flow for me right now. Rather, he's the victim of a sudden assault.

I turn to the receptionist again, and again, I appeal to him to register as an adventurer. But the receptionist just puts a crease between her eyebrows. My thoughts are not conveyed.

Ha, what is it? When I was in a little trouble, a brunette with a cloth wrapped around my head called out to the receptionist.

"I don't know, camo. Looks like you're in trouble."

The receptionist seems to have a hard time answering, "Yeah, I don't know what this golem wants to tell you," he tells the brunette. The brunette said, "That's what Guglio said earlier, but you're a devil of detachment. You can clean it up," he said, pulling out a pitch-black sword just like Charao.

Um, from now on, I'm gonna tell you all I want about people, about monsters and devils of detachment. In the first place, you said you didn't have enough of my people to rip off. Most of the time, I'm acting alone. I'm not out of line.

"There's nothing I can't cut into my demon sword, I'll take care of it," the woman laughed lightly and waved her sword.

I wonder why adventurers get their hands on it first. I just want to register as an adventurer. I take the Devil's Sword with one hand. The brunette is surprised when she opens her eyes and says "Become". The woman tries to put the sword back on hand, but I won't let go of the Devil's Sword. It would be troublesome if they slaughtered me again. The adventurers around me are amazed.

"Hey, I stopped Fina's demon sword, that golem"

"Oh, and there's not one scratch on it"

"Fina is a 3 star adventurer who's about to turn 4 stars."

"That's right, yeah, look. That woman's pretty strong"

4 or 3 Star Adventurer? Is it like the rank of an adventurer? I want to be an adventurer and say, "Oh, that's the fastest 5-star golem I've ever seen!" I can't help myself.

Pacquin.

Something broken sounded inside the guild. When I opened my hand, I thought Karan would have fallen at the end of the pitch-black demon sword! Looks like you broke it. Don't, don't, don't.

"What, is that a demon sword?"

"Lie? That demon sword broke?"

"Finna was going to be a 4 star thanks to that demon sword,"

"Oh, if that demon sword is broken"

From around, there is a gathering of glances of sympathy for a woman with dark hair. When I look at a brunette, she looks pompous. But you realize the Devil's Sword is broken, and gradually tears accumulate in your eyes.

"Wow, my demon sword... I finally got it with my mind, and, oh, no."

Staring at the broken sword, you burst into tears and dropped it. I'm sympathetic to her around. Neither is the receptionist, just saying "Mr. Fina," an atmosphere where no one can speak to a brunette.

What is this? I was just attacked and prevented, but isn't it like my villain? Even though I'm a victim, I was somehow pushed into a position like the perpetrator. What a horrible thing to be the atmosphere on the spot.

I thought it might have been too much to break the sword a little, but it's been after my life. Not even an excessive response. I think it's rather sweet enough.

The brunette is still staring at the Devil's Sword and stunned. Tears are pouting, and pouting continues to fall.

Ugh, hmm. I can't help it. I pick up the tip of the broken demon sword and stick it to the tip of the demon sword that the brunette has. And wrap the broken spot with both hands. The brunette said, "Well, there's no way you can fix that! You idiot golem!!" he rambles at me. More often with the hands of those who don't have the Devil's Sword.

People are trying to fix it. Terrible.

After a while I take my hand off the Devil's Sword.

How dare you, the Devil's Sword that was broken earlier was connected!

The brunette stares at the fixed demon sword and solidifies. The receptionist and the adventurers around him also say, "What, fixed it?" and "You're lying?". Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh no

The brunette lifts and wields the Devil's Sword, as she panicked. What, what are you doing? I distance myself from a brunette with gorgeous backsteps. The receptionist also said away behind him, "Oh, no!! Mr. Fina! If you're going to wield a sword, do it on the training ground!" he says absurdly. The brunette disappeared into the back of her guild, pulling out her demon sword and holding it like a hack.

What a lot of adventurers are tough guys.

Trouble.